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After walking the route, you can return as you go along the same route. Natasha is no worse than her husband. She parked her car in the garage with a creak. It was already late at night. She carried Buck into the elevator on one shoulder and took it for granted the off-road vehicle behind her busy unloading: "Take them back to the room and throw them on the bed and don't care."

As the saying goes, experts can tell if there is any one at a glance. The security personnel recruited by Buck are quite convinced that the boss who just earned more than 200 million yuan was also convinced by his skills. It seems that there are many beautiful women around such a person, so now I am even more convinced by this long-legged girl who has just emerged but is particularly tough.

Standing in the elevator and being pulled by gravity when the car was rising, Buck, who was originally drunk, might be hanging upside down, or he was bumping in the car for a while, but now he opened his eyes slowly. Isn’t the familiar buttocks in front of his face? He smiled and reached out. As soon as he grabbed and wanted to kiss him, his butt was slapped hard, and he laughed a few times.

Natasha walked by the green belt beside the rooftop tennis court, and didn't she feel that she was familiar with physical contact? Carrying her drunk husband home is almost a compulsory course for Eastern European women. Even if her shoulders are heavy, her feet are slower.

But at this time, Buck's face naturally hit his buttocks, and continued to make a dreamlike pronunciation in Chinese: "Old...mother..."

At this time, the particularly sensitive girl turned her face and took a big step to the cottage. She opened the door and threw the gentle Buck, who was not sure about the Chinese woman in her dream, on the only sofa. She turned around and climbed up the stairs. Even though Buck was on her lying face was deformed by the handrail, she still smiled foolishly. Fortunately, she didn't look at the attic bed.

He fell asleep comfortably. The girl who had already had emotional fluctuations and was looking for fatigue with exercises, so she was completely awake. She tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and saw that her daughter was not crying, she became a little irritated. Because she couldn't stand straight on the low second floor, she sat on the steps, put her long legs and hugged her hands, put her chin on it, and was in a daze...

There was only a floor lamp in the room that emitted a soft light illuminating the corners, and there was silence.

The same two people, the same two loving hearts, the same clean environment, but now they have different worries. If it is a Korean drama, this one should have melodious and sad music as the background. Unfortunately, Buck, who has no musical cells, did not prepare the audio at all.

The first night of the couple's reunion passed like this.

Buck woke up from pain. Anyone who slept on the sofa with his head raised and his head raised and he would be in great pain all night. As soon as his eyes adapted to identify the environment, his mind realized the huge changes in his life. He suddenly turned over and jumped up, but fell to the ground because of the pain. Before he could cry, he looked at Natasha who was sleeping on the railing in a daze.

It is not classical style, complex workmanship, and there are not many pillars. It is painted with a rack welded with stainless steel and angle steel. I haven't even considered the child's problem. The gap between the middle is very large, and the light blue striped shirt has been taken off. Now there is only a white cotton vest, of course, Buck's. Natasha, who was soaked by the river, came back to take a shower, just used it. She used to wear Buck's vest in the past, but Buck's vest was particularly tight on her body, and the men's boxers below were quite large, so Buck was lying down and looked up at many scenery. Her long white legs bent and leaned against the side. There were actually many dark red scars on it, but it was far less shocking than Buck. It can be said that in order to protect her wife, she was always in the safe rear, Buck took on more dangerous responsibilities than any companion.

Only by closing his eyes and under his thick bangs, a little gentle aura was revealed. He did not have the impact of big eyes, nor did he have the pressure of sharp eyes. He usually bears too much pressure on Natasha's livelihood.

Maybe it was because of their bodies that were too familiar with each other. Even on the morning when the yang energy was the strongest, it did not arouse any evil thoughts. He could only look up at his wife who was still like a girl. The memories that once recalled it had a burst of pain in his heart have now revived, and happiness and sweetness have surged in her heart because of her appearance. Maybe at this moment, Buck really didn't expect other girls to look at his goddess intently.

In life, you can actually get the best love you lose. Only those who have lost can experience the indescribable happiness, even exceed the joy of discovering submarine gold or those jadeites, the throbbing of the soul and the excitement of external wealth. Here, Buck is two completely different levels of impact, and there is no comparison at all, so Buck is already very grateful to God, which makes him feel a little urge to go to the temple to burn incense and fulfill his wishes.

I don't know how long I looked, but Natasha might have been swept to her nose by the squirming ends of her hair in the early morning, and she sneezes a few times. She opened her eyes slowly and saw her husband lying two or three meters away like a fool looking up at her.

Her first reaction was to smile a little while the corner of her mouth was hung up, and she looked at Buck with a lazy look, slowly widening, as if she had reconfirmed the fact that her husband was found. She padded on the railing to block the arms on the side of her face and drooped sorely. She hooked Buck with her index finger, and her squinting eyes turned into one eye and blinked gently. Sure enough, just like she used to tease her own man, Buck rose from the cold concrete floor, climbed up the steps without hesitation, and slipped on her feet. Fortunately, she had her hands to support her, and then she couldn't wait to reach out and hug Natasha's waist.

With the help of the natural gap between the heights of the steps, Buck had already plunged into the mouth of Natasha's vest on her chest, and it was soft!

Natasha also hugged his head and kissed her. She sniffed the masculine aura that was still hangover-like. Her thrilling long legs hooked Buck's waist, and her heels still had the strength to slide up and down to tease her.

At this time, there was no one in their minds, and they completely forgot about the separation of life and death that happened in the past. Only the body that was dreaming about. Buck exerted a little force on his arm and picked up his wife who was wrapped around his waist. However, because Natasha was too tall, his face could only be immersed in plumpness, which was even more plump than he had known before, making his steps a little staggering. It seemed that the wine from last night had not woken up. Just as he was about to free up his hands to move, Natasha had already helped him open his vest and stuffed it into his mouth, full of mouth...

Buck finally woke up that he already had a daughter, looked at the baby who was still placing big words on the bed, and felt his lover who was already breathing. Buck chose to go to the sofa...
Chapter completed!