Song Qingdai glared at him: "Gao Han, can you be serious?"
"You are a man of the Party!"
"The party didn't tell me not to get married and have children! I don't touch pornography, gambling or drugs, and it's not illegal for me to talk to my wife about it. Why is it not allowed?"
What he said was righteous.
Successfully blocked all of Song Qingdai's next words.
She opened her mouth, only to find she had no idea where to start.
"Qingdai, sex and love are inherently connected. Sex is a biological instinct. The difference lies in the way of action."
"Husbands and wives should face up to this. You are the one I love, so I don't think this is something shameful that cannot be discussed."
Song Qingdai's cheeks flushed as she saw him squatting in front of her and talking about this matter seriously.
The corners of her lips rose, she held his face and said, "Then wipe it for me, Comrade Gao Han, are you sure you can hold your ground and not waver in your party loyalty?"
Gao Han raised his eyebrows, took her hand away and placed it on his heart.
"Then ask my heart, is it steadfast to you?"
Under the palm of his hand is the man's strong heartbeat.
Song Qingdai's face is rosy, just like that tempting red apple, exuding an alluring sweetness.
It's so tempting that you can't help but taste it.
"So what are you waiting for?"
Wipe it if you want.
She stopped arguing because she couldn't win.
The windows on the second floor were open, and when the wind blew, the lights in the house swayed.
It makes people feel itchy.
The man's palms were broad and large, his fingers were long and his nails were neatly trimmed.
Even though she kept telling herself that they were husband and wife, and had long been honest with each other and close to each other, Song Qingdai still couldn't help but feel nervous.
I was so nervous that my toes curled up.
He thought he was pretending to be relaxed and that Gao Han would definitely not be able to see through it.
"Relax, if you don't apply medicine it will take a long time to heal, and it will be uncomfortable for you to put on clothes, you can't not wear them."
Song Qingdai remained silent.
"Can you turn off the lights, please?"
"How can I clean it if it's turned off?"
It won't do for this little girl to remain so thin-skinned. They have been married for so long, but she is still so reserved and awkward.
"Don't worry, I'll be a gentleman today."
He always keeps his word. He can deceive others, but he has never deceived Song Qingdai.
When sleeping at night, Song Qingdai always wears a suspender nightgown, which is light, thin and breathable.
The nightgown was wrinkled and the ointment melted in the palm of her hand.
"Indigo."
Gao Han looked up and saw Song Qingdai, who was so nervous that she closed her eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Her long, smooth black hair draped behind her like silk, and her fair skin was a little pink because of nervousness.
A thin layer of sweat even seeped out of the tip of his nose.
"Um?"
She hummed softly.
She felt his slightly rough palm falling on her skin. The skin under his palm was delicate and smooth, like a handful of milk. If he was not careful, it would slip away from his palm.
He tapped her knee.
"You have to wipe them all."
Song Qingdai became even more nervous, biting her lip and shaking her head firmly.
"no!"
"If you want to wipe it, I can do it myself..."
She felt like she was about to be ripe all over.
But the man in front of him looked so serious, as if he was really doing something very honorable.
He bent down and kissed the back of her hand: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon. I'm your man, there's nothing I can't see."
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