137 Where can a beauty teach me how to play the flute?

Colleagues in the room saw Shu Shu dragging a man in and joked: "Yeah, it's you who made Shu Shu's belly bigger. You have to treat her better in the future."

Shu Shu was embarrassed and ashamed, "This is my husband," she pulled Ling Qiao and said, "Husband, they all love to joke."

A rare smile appeared on Ling Qiaojun's angry face, "Hello everyone, from now on my wife needs to be taken care of more at work."

"Shu Shu, please go in and take a shower. Be careful of catching a cold."

"Well, then you can continue playing."

Shu Shu pulled Ling Qiao towards the room. Both of them were like drowned rats.

"Let's wash together, wife, save water." He hugged her waist and refused to let go.

Shu Shu looked up at him and smiled: "You bad boy, what's your plan? You can't do bad things now."

Ling Qiao raised her hands in surrender, "If you don't do it, don't do it. I know, how can I not pay attention to it, but you didn't say we couldn't take a bath together, right?" After saying that, Ling Qiao picked her up.

Warm water splashed on the two of them. Ling Qiao carefully helped her apply the shower gel. The fine and soft foam rubbed on her fair and delicate skin. He couldn't control it anymore.

Under the mist, Shu Shu's soft eyes held a charm. She didn't mean it, but she couldn't help but express her full love for this man.

He sealed her lips and kissed her carefully, turning and turning, sucking in the sweetness in her mouth. Shu Shu's body was so soft that she lay on his chest, her hands were held by him and placed on both sides, and she could only let it go.

He kissed.

Doing the math, he has not touched her further since he learned that she was pregnant. He has endured this for more than a month. Being young and energetic, he usually has a lot of needs and has nowhere to vent. Of course, he is very depressed.

.

He kissed her and touched her so many times that he finally had to go to the toilet to deal with it himself.

Quickly rinsing the foam off her body, Ling Qiao used strength to hold her waist and carry her out of the bathroom. Before she had time to dry herself, Ling Qiao put her on the bed and wrapped her in a quilt.

"Is it cold?"

Shu Shu shook her head, "It's not cold."

Ling Qiao pressed forward again and kissed her carefully. After kissing her enough, he put her hand on his erection. Shu Shu was so embarrassed that she quickly retracted her hand. She couldn't handle something thick and hard.

Dare to touch.

"Honey, hold on!" Ling Qiao's rustling voice was full of suppressed desire, uncomfortable and longing.

She blushed with embarrassment, and there was something hot in her hand. Seeing the expectant look in his eyes, she gritted her teeth and held it gently without dropping it. Perhaps, this could also help him relieve the pain that had accumulated in his heart.

desire.

Ling Qiao straightened her back. Only close contact would be the most perfect blend.

This strange place seemed to be able to arouse certain emotions even more. His lips kissed her throat, and he pressed his teeth against her as if he was about to bite her at any time. Shu Shu's emotions completely collapsed, and the sound of rapid breathing surrounded her.

The entire bathroom.

She didn't know how it started, but her hands that were a little resistant to him wrapped around his neck at some point. Yes, she also longed for him desperately.

Their lips and tongues were greedily entangled with each other, and backfired. His palm held the plumpness on one side of hers, and with a sudden grip, he felt the person on her body stiffen, stimulating a part of him that was furious more and more intensely.

The two people's breaths were in chaos, and the surging love and desire were like a train that had derailed, rushing through their bodies.

"Husband, it's not working, stop it now." Shu Shu used her remaining sense to remind him and herself.

Ling Qiao retreated slightly, but he didn't intend to give up. He held her little hand, taught her to hold his erection, and then moved it up and down. "Wife, help me." His voice sounded almost like a baby.

hoarse.

The curtains in the room were not closed, and the sky outside was gray and gray. The rain had lightened a lot, but it was still raining. It seemed that the barbecue at night would definitely not be possible.

Shu Shu tried her best to cooperate until he growled, and then something wet and hot touched his hand.

Shu Shu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Hubby, is this okay?"

Ling Qiao closed her eyes and enjoyed the post-orgasm pleasure, "Well, not only is this possible, there is another way that is more comfortable."

"What method?"

Ling Qiao read a poem: "Where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?"

Shu Shu was stunned for a moment, then she was so embarrassed that she quickly got into bed because she didn't want to eat carrots.

Ling Qiao patted her butt and said, "Put your hands out and don't get the quilt on her."

Shu Shu clenched her fists and stretched out her fists. Ling Qiao shook her head with a smile and walked to the bathroom without hesitation. She took the basin and filled it with hot water, "Let's wash it off."

"You help me wash..."

"Slacker."

"Whoever did it washes it."

Like a wife slave, Ling Qiao helped her wash and dry her hands, and also brought dry clothes for her to wear.

Shu Shu smiled sweetly, "Husband, we don't have to go to dinner, we can just go for midnight snacks." She looked out the window, "It's dark and the rain has stopped. You can't go to the beach without eating seafood. I

I'll go with you."

He rubbed her hair and said, "Yes, it makes sense not to eat seafood at the beach, but aren't you allergic to seafood?"

Shu Shu lost interest, "Yeah, I don't know if there are any freshwater fish or shrimps, go and ask."

When I went out again, my colleagues had already eaten, the card players were still playing cards, the romantic ones held hands and went to the beach, and some were still in the room. Anyway, they all had their significant other with them, so they could do whatever they liked.

Everyone knows it.

After I went out for a walk, the air after the rain was filled with the salty smell of sea water, making it smell even fresher.

Follow the lights and you'll see that it's a seafood street, and it's really fresh. You can see all kinds of fish and crabs swimming around in the transparent glass boxes.

"What do you want to eat?" He walked past her and hugged her neck.

She raised her head and smiled, and touched his chin with one hand. There was a little bit of stubble on his chin, and it felt numb and pricked her fingers. It was quite comfortable. "Whatever, I can't eat it."

"I'll eat it for you, haha, boss," Ling Qiao shouted like a big fat man. Here, he completely lost the airs of the president, "I want this, this, this, and that, and some cucumber side dishes."

Something like that.”

The boss held a big net bag and netted whatever Ling Qiao pointed at. "That's all? Is that enough?"

"That's enough. If it's not enough, please order more. Boss, do you have any freshwater fish here? My wife is allergic to seafood and can't eat these."

"There are no freshwater fish, but this kind of shrimp is edible. Several customers with seafood allergies come to my place to eat this kind of shrimp. How about I make you a shrimp soup? It is very high in protein and suitable for pregnant women.

My wife drank shrimp soup when she was pregnant, and she gave birth to a fat boy. Look, the one who is killing the fish is so strong."

Ling Qiao laughed and said, "Okay, let's have shrimp soup."

Shu Shu didn't dare to compliment him. The boss's son was too strong, tall and big, and his belly was bigger than his father's. She pulled Ling Qiao's clothes and whispered: "If our son is like this in the future,

Strong, then you can't cure him."
Chapter completed!