Walking through the corridor fragrant with sweet-scented osmanthus, the quiet wooden door is right in front. The goose-yellow light ripples on the window paper, as if a heart is lighting up specifically for one person.
There was warmth somewhere on Zhang Ning's chest. He was obsessed with such tranquility and warmth. He seemed to have seen his wife's gentle and childish face. In fact, Tuesday's mother was not really a beauty.
It's just that she is pretty and young, but in Zhang Ning's heart, she is better than almost all beautiful women. Without it, Tuesday's Mother belongs in the chapter of his novel.
No matter how beautiful people are, they are just symbols; but a woman of your own is better than anything else.
But when he thought of another consideration of his, he felt a little uncomfortable. He really didn't know how to speak to Tuesday's mother. It was almost early in the morning, and she might have gone to bed, so there was no need to say it tonight, and we would talk about it next time.
Zhang Ning walked to the door and just raised his arm to knock on the door. He found that the door was ajar, so he pushed the door open and walked in. Under the candlelight, he saw Zhou Zhou's mother sitting and dozing off. There was a book on the table in front of her.
When she heard the voice, she looked up, and her sleepy eyes suddenly showed a gleam of resentment and joy, a little more joy. She stood up immediately, ran to the door, hugged Zhang Ning's waist, and said coquettishly: "
I thought I would never come back and have been waiting for you."
There was a faint fragrance from the soft and graceful body in his arms. Zhang Ning stroked his shoulder and said, "You little fool, why do you think you are waiting for me if I don't come back? If I really don't come back, you have to wait until dawn?"
Tuesday's mother said: "I know you will come back."
"If you stay up too late, your skin will be bad, and you won't be beautiful anymore." Zhang Ning said softly.
Tuesday's mother said: "You're not beautiful anymore, do you still want me?" Zhang Ning said: "I want everything if I become an old woman." Tuesday's mother lightly hit his chest and muttered: "What are you talking about with that Zhu Heng?"
, we just picked him up and started talking until midnight."
Zhang Ning smiled and said: "Have you ever read the story of Jia Yi in the Han Dynasty? Emperor Wen summoned Jia Yi, and because they got along very well, the emperor and his ministers spent all day and night together, and the emperor even slept with Jia Yi at night. It can be seen that people in ancient times met sages.
We can sleep together, why can't I sleep with Zhu Heng?"
Tuesday's mother giggled and said: "Zhu Heng, a man who has been a high official, must have a big beard. My husband really doesn't mind sleeping with an old man."
"That's why I came back to sleep. It's better to hold my wife in my arms." Zhang Ning said nicely, "Where's your girl named Lianxiang? Wake her up and get her a basin of water to wash my feet. She's really sleepy.
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"Take a bath." Zhou Niang put her red lips against Zhang Ning's ear, "You have been running outside all day, and you have to wash yourself clean before...getting into someone else's body." She paused and raised her lips again.
He said softly, "If husband is tired... let's forget about it tonight."
Zhang Ning thought to herself: If I can't deal with a teenage girl with a slim waist, what's the point of losing face? But given the current atmosphere, she is in a good mood, and Zhang Ning really doesn't want to say that thing that will ruin the atmosphere, but
That matter cannot be delayed and must be started as soon as possible.
He then smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a shower. There's one area in particular that needs to be wiped clean..." Tuesday's mother blushed and said, "Shame." Zhang Ning said with a smile, "Mother, don't say goodbye later."
Begging for mercy." Tuesday's mother replied in a low voice: "Begging for mercy is the right thing to do, I will still let your husband have fun."
Zhang Ning noticed that she used the word "play" and couldn't help but said happily: "My wife seems to like others to play with you." Tuesday's mother deliberately lowered her face and said: "It's not anyone else, only your husband. I only need you."
He smiled and said: "Then I must have done a good job, so my second mother likes it. How does it feel?"
Tuesday's mother leaned against him softly and whispered: "My body feels itchy when I touch you. It's very comfortable. Well, it's like letting Lianxiang beat her legs and rub her back. It's better than that, and she feels comfortable."
, my husband likes it so he never gets tired of touching me... When you look at me without clothes, my heart beats like a rabbit, but my heart beats very well. At first, I felt flustered and embarrassed when my husband looked at me, but then I got close to him.
Okay, I don’t feel shameless but I really want you to look at me. You are mine and I am yours. When my husband looks at me, I am the only one in his eyes. His eyes seem to be caressing me, and his body will feel warm..."
She bit her lip gently, "It's all your fault for telling me that the little things on my breasts are swollen. It's strange and uncomfortable..."
Zhang Ning swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Does this make you feel good?" Zhou Zhou's mother blushed and said, "If you don't believe it, look at it. The clothes were pushed up, and there are some marks. You can see it carefully."
Zhang Ning said: "They are disobedient, I will bite them later."
Tuesday's mother blushed and said: "I've already agreed, don't lie down, just sit. Then I can sit in your arms and push my breasts forward for you to bite... As long as your husband takes it in your mouth and holds it
, the upper half of my body will feel itchy and numb...I can't help but scream out, do you hate me for making a sound? I'm not reserved enough."
"How could it be? My wife's voice is very beautiful, even better than singing." Zhang Ning felt a little hot, no sleepiness at all, and suddenly felt very good.
Tuesday's mother whispered softly: "I didn't mean to scream. I feel so panicked, my head feels numb, and I can't vent my anger."
Zhang Ning stood up suddenly, "The water hasn't been brought yet, I have to go take a shower and change clothes quickly."
Zhou Zhou's mother looked at him and couldn't help but smile. She stretched out her bare hand to take a cup of tea and drank some water to calm down. She just whispered something. She originally wanted to tease him, but she couldn't bear it. She just felt so little
My lower abdomen was so hot that I couldn't help but close my legs in the skirt and twist | uncomfortably. My mouth was also filled with nausea. I didn't know when I bit my lips and swallowed the rouge on my tongue.
In the past, the family was very strict, but she really didn't understand these things. Now Zhang Ning's family seems to be quite serious. The mother-in-law is very charming, and the younger sister is pure and beautiful, but they are all well-behaved, and no one is hiding in the garden.
But this is not a problem for Zhou Niang. After she has experienced human affairs, she understands the subtleties of it after thinking about it on her own, and everything is not too difficult.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Ning ran out of the penthouse. The white clothes on his body were soaked with water marks. He hurriedly deliberately didn't take a towel to dry himself after taking a shower. He was surprised and said: "Why are you still sitting here? I
I thought you had gone to bed and taken off your clothes just now!"
Tuesday's mother said softly: "I'm running out of energy. Husband, please carry me up. I want you to take off my clothes."
Zhang Ning listened without saying a word, and went up to hold her hips with one hand and her back with the other, hugging her easily. She then stretched out her arms and put her arms around Zhang Ning's neck, and her pretty face was also on his neck.
It would be great if he didn't have to rush to the government office tomorrow morning.