Chapter 191

His lips were clenched by her, and it took a third of his strength.

However, he didn't mean to be angry at all, and it seemed that being bitten by her was a very enjoyable thing.

Junyi's face raised a happy and melodious wanton smile. Looking at her, the evil ruffian's smile in her eyes was even stronger.

Yan Zi Tong was fascinated by his ruffian like but precious smile, so he stuck his thin lips and looked at him obsessively.

He is not polite in her lips heavily absorb two times, lips close to lips, piya said, "my wife, in addition to a place you can't bite, other places, you can wantonly bite, want to bite multiple bite multiple!"

His tone is a little hoarse, with a touch of magnetic attraction.

Just stare at her with interest.

That place, what is it. Yan Zi Tong certainly understood.

Indignant, he opened his mouth to his thin lip, which was still attached to her lips, and he bit it down impolitely.

He looked at her with an expression of "as long as you like, whatever you like.".

So, she took the initiative to throw herself in his arms and lay down on him.

How to look at it, it's all her initiative, and she even wants to push him down.

He put his hands on the back of his head and looked at her gracefully, wantonly and contentedly with a smile. It seemed that he was in a good mood.

Yan Zi Tong didn't glare at him. He twisted his finger on his shoulder. "Remember this time. If there's another time, do you think I'll forgive you so easily?"

He looked at her with the look of stealing music and pecking at her red lips with a quick speed. He looked at her with the look of "wife's words are imperial edicts" and said, "what you say is what you say."

Yan Zi Tong threw him a white eye, got out of bed, took the robe he had thrown aside, put on and went to the bathroom.

On Rong Si's face, there was a very pleasant and happy smile. His thin lips were bent. In his eyes, what he couldn't wipe away was Xiaoxiao's smile.

Get out of bed, put on a good robe, walk to the French window "Shua" pull the curtain.

In winter, the warm sunshine reflected through the thin curtain and spread on him.

The white robe, handsome appearance and warm sunshine make him look so precious.

The sound of "Hua Hua" came from the bathroom, and Rongsi's mood was like the sunshine in March, warm and full of infinite happiness.

In the bathroom, Yan Zi Tong looks at himself in the mirror. He is covered with blue and purple. There is no good place at all.

In front of the mirror indignant Resentment: "beast!"

However, the heart is sweet.

Before all of the haze, at this moment are all scattered, and some just love.

The occasional small quarrel, perhaps is a tonic in two people's lives, can increase the harmony and sweetness between each other.

However, a little noise can never turn into a big one.

Life needs adjustment and sincerity, but there should be no misunderstanding, ignorance and unreasonable.

Looking at the mirror full of happiness and sweet himself, Yan Zitong said to himself: happiness needs two people's management, marriage needs two people's understanding and trust. You're good to me, I'm good to you.

Rong Si, from today on, if you don't leave, I will not give up. No matter what the situation, no matter who, face and solve together.

When Rong Si pushes open the door of the bath room, what he sees is a little woman immersed in happiness, whose face is full of happiness.

He leaned on the doorframe, put his hands on his chest, looked at her with a warm and clear smile, and said in a slow voice, "what's the matter? Are you so happy with your smile?"

Yan Zi Tong is brushing her teeth. Her mouth is stained with toothpaste bubbles. She glances at Rong Si in the mirror and says, "should I cry?"

Rong Si stepped into the bathroom and put his hands around her waist and his cheek against her cheek. He said, "well, if you like, I'd like to see you cry. Is it like what the book says that pear blossoms bring rain in spring? "

Yan Zitong gargles, spits water, glances at him in the mirror lightly, and says slowly, "young master Rong, a woman with spring rain in pear blossom, you seem to have no shortage at all. I calculated roughly, there are three. Do you need me to name you one by one? "

The smile on Rong Si's face faintly froze.

Yan Tong washed the toothbrush in his hand and continued to say carelessly, "do you need to offer your love?"

Woman, if she is really a creature with deep hatred!

There is a sour smell between the lines in this sentence.

He buried his head in her neck, Rao is a serious sniff, "well, where the sour?"

Yan Zi Tong took his elbow and gently touched his chest. He said, "you are jealous!"Rong Si stretched out his hand on her cheek and said, "sour is more delicious."

She turned and looked at him with serious eyes.

He put his hands around her waist, her back against the wall of the washing table, his chest against her chest, can feel his strong heartbeat.

She put her right hand on his left atrium and looked at him with a serious expression. Word by word, she said solemnly, "Rong Si, although our combination is more or less different at the beginning. However, whether it is for the same purpose or for the growing feelings. I hope that we can trust and understand each other, and we don't want to have a bigger misunderstanding because of a little misunderstanding. "

"Good." He nodded and agreed.

She raised a pretty smile and put her hands on his neck. "Misunderstanding, living is snowballing. It will only get bigger and bigger, but it will get out of hand in the end. Therefore, if there are any questions in the future, I hope we can ask and confess, instead of just adding fuel to the fire when we are angry. I think we should both be able to be rational. "

Let four Yang lips smile, right hand gently a pinch her nose, "reason this thing, in you, never lack."

"Are you short of money?" Yan Zi Tong looks at him with a smile.

Rong Si shook his head, "no lack."

The doorbell rings.

Yan Zi Tong pushed him, "go, open the door. It could be Lihe. "

Rong Si pecked on her lips and went out to wash the bathroom to open the door.

"Little pupil..."