Chapter 223

Jealous, it's true.

Looking at the white piano, so elegant and beautiful there, so eye-catching.

Wei Liang stood at the door, looking at the valuable piano, he felt stingy and envious of the woman her husband had.

She sighed and felt that she should not. I can imagine that any woman would like to know the past of her boyfriend or husband, and she could not avoid vulgarity.

But although the heart is not comfortable, cool know that he will not ask the export, then, it is too immature, and the past is the past, he will not bother, but really good envy that he has done such moving things for others.

The attic room is not disordered, like regular cleaning, clean and comfortable, with books inside, but like a chic small hall.

She went in and sat in front of the piano, did not play, the night is deep, do not want to disturb the family sleep.

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Huo SuBai returned home, almost a little, drank some wine, all over the smell of smoke, put light step back to the room, but did not see her in the room, Leng Leng, where?

Talking to your mother?

Huo SuBai took a bath, wearing a white bathrobe. He was still not in the room. He walked out of the bedroom and passed by his mother's room. If he chatted, he would not choose to chat in the bedroom?

Can only find a layer by layer, afraid that his little wife accidentally fell asleep, but did not forget that she was sleepy, touched a place can sleep.

Don't forget that when Qiao Ming got married in summer, she fell asleep in the lounge of the hotel's long corridor. Don't sleep in the hall on that floor.

But after looking for a circle, there was no cool shadow on the sofa in the hall.

Looking at the attic, looking at the attic door open, he went up.

From the door, looking at his little wife Fu Weiliang's fingers carefully touching the piano, Huo SuBai couldn't help laughing, leaning on the door, looking at her quietly, if he had time, he could see her all day without feeling bored.

Just, now that I am husband and wife with her, how can I bear to look at her from afar.

Go over, his little woman is looking at the focus.

Wei Liang looks at the piano's workmanship carefully. She can't help admiring it. Her family still gives it to her, but she really can't afford to buy such an expensive and limited edition piano. Knowing that she hasn't played it before, her hands itch and she wants to have a try.

The waist inserts the man's powerful arm, she Leng next, smelling a shower fragrance, she slightly Leng, "come back?"

"Well, I couldn't find you. I thought my little thing had been abducted and run away." He said, also sat down, handsome face rubbed her neck, and ears, let cool itch.

His hoarse voice is in the ear, pleasant to the ear.

"Like the piano?"

"Well, more than eight million." Cool said, his hand is in disorder, she seized, "you don't make trouble."

Mr. Huo's handsome eyebrows raised, "miss you." I haven't done it for a long time. I miss his little wife too much. Some of them don't know how they came over in those four years.

Clearly, not heavy desire, obviously not, originally did not meet that person.

"Huo SuBai In my heart, the piano is very sacred. You can't do this. " She said, and then she looked at him.

"You can't do this to me just because you gave up the piano for someone else..." It's like blasphemy.

Huosubai raised his forehead. "For whom did I give up the piano?"

"Who are you for? How can I know?" Said Wei Liang.

Hospey got up and closed the attic door.

Put your arms around her waist, lift her up and sit on your lap.

"Is Mrs. Huo settling accounts with me? But as I told you, if you know about that person, you can ask, but Mrs. Huo didn't look like that at that time. She was calm. She didn't care about me at all... "

Wei Liang knew that he was talking about his good friend Lu Wei, who loved to eat in the hotel. He was sleeping on her lap and chatting with each other. She asked, he had several women. He talked about one of them.

"A song for you."

"Don't you stop playing the piano?" Said Wei Liang.

"I don't play the piano. When I taught you lessons as a freshman, I was a fake?"

He felt that he had believed Tong Yu's words by mistake.

Mr. Huo picked up his wife's white and slender hand to kiss her lips, "do you want to hear it?"

Cool shake his head, "don't want to hear, Mr. Huo is wearing a nightgown, not what I remember."

The handsome man on the stage, in his nightgown, was too disobedient.

"I want to hear from you."

"Well?" Cool looking at him, looking at his dark pupil reflected in his own, intimate in his arms.

Gently embrace him, know the meaning in his eyes, feel more and more tacit understanding with him, also more and more understand him.

Understand his sentence, I want to listen to you, with color.

Gently around his shoulder, Mr. Huo hugged her and left the piano. There was a group of sofa in the attic, which was also clean.Gently put her down, "I miss you all night, but you didn't call me."

"Do you come back and get together, don't want people to think that I'm in charge of you, so you will lose face."

"Like you to care about me." He said, beautiful fingers, gently rubbing her chin, eyes burning, she blushed.

"Hospey, have I ever said that you are good at making love words."

"You said I talked a lot." He said.

Kiss her on the lips, gently, "here, huh?"

Her hand was on his shoulder all the time, and she looked down, "don't ask me!"

"I want to see how you blush. It's so beautiful and lovely. I've only seen it myself." Touch her face, fingers in his hair, forehead against her.

Cool heart crazy jump up, long feather eyelashes, keep trembling, like a butterfly beating her wings, lift his heart.

"Baby, call my name."

"Hospey." Cool and obedient.

"Be intimate." He said, occasionally his lips entangled in a piece, his lips in the wine light Very intoxicating, slightly cool has not understood, intoxicated is the wine, or he. The cloth of his bathrobe on his shoulder whispered, "SuBai..."

"Well?" He should, smile charming, kiss her, lips against a piece, and then: "shout again."

"SuBai..."

"Well?"

"Shout again..."

"SuBai..."

She called once, he would kiss once, panting, slightly cool call him, more coquettish and charming.

"Cool, I really like it, like you..." He said he had pushed her down on the sofa.

On the sofa, two people's bodies are very close together, slightly cool was kissing by him, heard his voice hoarse: "my baby, I can't wait."

Gently close your eyes, gently stroke his face, "it's you, anywhere..."

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