After washing up, Jian Qing walked out a little unnaturally. When he opened the wardrobe, he immediately felt embarrassed when he touched the things placed inside.

Who can tell her what this is?

The familiar colors and patterns.

Isn’t it the sheets that were covered on the bed last night?

She suddenly looked back and realized that the sheets on the bed had been changed, not the original one.

She remembered in a daze. After he helped her wash up last night, it seemed that she had changed into new sheets.

She reached out and pulled out the sheet, and a dry red plum blossom was blooming on it, which looked very eye-catching on the silver-purple sheet.

This is stacked into a tofu block and placed in the closet. Wouldn't the man take this to collect it?

Thinking of this possibility, Jian Qingfeng was messy.

Just so happened that the culprit came back at this time.

"Xiao Jing, do you want to explain to me what you are going to do for this thing?" Jian Qing closed the wardrobe door, carried the bed sheet, and looked at him with a smile.

"Put it to commemorate." Quan Jingwu glanced at the bed sheet on her hand, and said for granted.

Jian Qing had a toothache, “…”

What is it and what.

Who would have this thing in memory?

"No, wash it quickly." She gritted her teeth and said.

If someone knows this, wouldn't it be laughed at to death?

In this matter, Jing Ye said that he would never give in.

He strode over, snatched the sheets from her hand, threw them onto the bed, and then picked her up.

"Go and have a meal."

"Don't change the subject with me." Jian Qing was thrusting in his arms, but she couldn't lift her whole body.

"Be good, that's the most precious thing you give me." Quan Jingwu paused, looked down at the person in his arms. The tenderness and sweetness in his eyes were enough to drown him.

She was slightly stunned, then reacted, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she lowered her head to avoid his scorching gaze.

"There are my things on it. Do you want me to take a look if you want it?" After only three seconds, Master Jing acted like a gangster and his combat value was over.

Jian Qing's watery eyes were a little annoyed, and his fist greeted his chest without hesitation, "Get out!"

Oh shit.

The evil hooligan is talking about him.

Successfully diverted her attention, Quan Jingwu carried her to the first floor of the yacht, and the dishes were already arranged on the table.

"How do you eat when you hug me?" Quan Jingwu sat down on the sofa, but his firm arms were still holding her firmly.

Jian Qing sat on his lap, but his eyes were stuck to the dishes on the table.

A crazy night consumed almost all her energy.

Her empty stomach rumbling in an instant, and a magnetic low laughter sounded in her ears.

"Smile," she glanced at him and snorted.

If it weren't for him, could she do this?

Her eyes turned, she raised her fingertips and pointed to the seafood porridge on the table, "Xiao Jingzi, hurry up and bring the porridge to the Ai family."

After being embarrassed, Miss Jian said she was very happy.

"What are you calling me?" Quan Jingwu hooked up her jaw, narrowing her purple eyes dangerously, with a signal of dangerous star dots.

Jian Qing smiled provocatively, "Little Jingzi, no..."

Before the word "明" was said, it was immediately sealed by a man with a kiss.

A certain master told her with his own actions that it is really impossible to call him like this.

"Um--"

Jian Qing reached out and pushed his chest without pushing it. His hands were tightly shackled and unable to move.

"Do you dare?" He let go of her, his forehead against her, and his low voice was hoarse and lustful.

Jian Qing leaned against him limply and shook his head slightly.

Damn, can she nod in this threatening tone?

Seeing this, Quan Jingwu bent his lips with satisfaction, rubbing her cheeks with fingertips, "Be good, call me husband!"

Jian Qing, “…”

Have you become more and more frustrated?

Just as I was about to get angry, someone's voice sounded faintly again.

"Good baby, I think I need to do some exercise in the morning so that it will promote digestion. What do you think?"

Threat, naked threat!

Also promote digestion?

Why doesn't he go to heaven?

“…”

Jian Qing noticed that the aura on someone's body changed. She was so familiar with the scorching aura that flashed in her eyes.

"don't want!"

"Hmm?" He held her waist and rubbed her slightly and hummed, and the slightly raised tail sound was quite seductive.

Jian Qing couldn't help but complain in his heart, a big hooligan and a stinky pervert.

When she recovered her strength, she insisted on letting him know why the flowers bloomed so brightly.

"……husband!"

A weak voice sounded almost inaudible, but it suddenly hit Quan Jingwu's heart.

His thin red lips raised lightly, and a low laughter overflowed from his chest. Jian Qing grabbed his collar viciously.

Pull it, twist it again.

With a sudden force, the loose nightgown was accidentally pulled off, revealing a large area of ​​strong chest.

"Good baby, so you are so lustful!" He looked down at her with a playful smile on his lips.

Jian Qing coughed a few times and quickly pulled his collar up.

"Slide your hands!"

He laughed hoarsely, kissed her eyebrows and stopped teasing her.

If you annoy your wife, he will suffer the loss.
Chapter completed!