It's hot now, so Ruan Qingling likes to wear comfortable dresses at home.
Every time he came in, seeing her fair arms always gave him a strong visual stimulation.
Ruan Qingling is reciting her lessons.
Song Shiting remained silent, standing to the side, until Ruan Qingling put down her book, at which point he asked, "Have you finished memorizing?"
Ruan Qingling nodded: "I've finished memorizing it."
She stood up and asked, "Have you had dinner?"
Song Shiting reached out his hand.
The first thing I do when I get home is hug my daughter, and the second thing is hug my wife!
He put his arm around her waist and felt that her waist was getting thinner and thinner.
"While I was away from home, did I not eat properly or on time?"
Her waist is getting smaller and smaller.
He was afraid that if he exerted too much force, he would snap the person in two.
Ruan Qingling: "With Mom around, meals are served on time."
Song Shiting frowned slightly: "How can your waist be so small?"
Fortunately, the parts that should be plump are not small.
The two buns on top seem to be getting better and better; they're becoming more elastic and rounder.
Ruan Qingling saw Song Shiting's deep gaze.
She pinched a sensitive spot on his waist.
Song Shiting's Adam's apple bobbed, and he tightened his grip on Ruan Qingling.
Ruan Qingling said, "You still haven't told me whether you've eaten or not."
He wanted to eat her more than eat food.
Song Shiting breathed hot air behind Ruan Qingling's ear and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you let me eat it?"
Ruan Qingling was shocked. How could he say such a thing? She raised her eyes, her gaze revealing a captivating and alluring charm…
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