This is the geological team.
Meng Zhen and the others didn't know that Song Chunhua was on the way.
However, since she wanted to help Liu Yuning, she had to deal with Song Chunhua, so it was okay for her to come here this time.
You have to take it out for a walk to tell whether it is a mule or a horse.
night.
Liu Yuning returned to his room, and his previously depressed mood became much lighter.
It can be seen that this sister-in-law of mine is not simple.
But he likes it very much.
He is quite independent in what he says and does. He won't do anything bad on his own initiative, but he won't be taken advantage of by others either.
The most important thing is that my younger brother likes it.
After washing up, Liu Yuning sat back on the bed and looked around his room carefully.
You can tell it used to be a study.
The decoration style is the same as that downstairs, warm and simple.
The style and material of the bedding reflect the owner's good taste.
Perhaps because they knew he liked reading, the desk in the room was moved away, but the bookshelf against the wall was still there.
There are some geographical notes and literary works on it.
A reading space is thoughtfully arranged next to the bookshelf.
The sofa, small coffee table and floor lamp are arranged around a small round carpet.
It looks comfortable and relaxing.
Liu Yuning sat down on the sofa and casually picked up a book from the bookshelf and opened it.
A stack of photos suddenly fell out.
It fell to the ground with a loud noise.
Among them are commemorative photos taken on the day Meng Zhen and Liu Yuzhou got their marriage certificate.
A bold and intimate photo.
In the photo, the woman's eyes are seductive and the man is abstinent and charming.
Or they look at each other with lips pressed together, their eyes drawn together.
Or rubbing ears together, slender white fingers fiddling with the thick Adam's apple, and the plump red lips are only a finger away from the fatal spot.
If the first few pictures were taken from a third-person perspective.
The materials of the last few photos are obviously different from the previous ones, and it seems more like the person himself took them with a camera.
The action on screen is also more... bold.
Even though Liu Yuning was influenced by foreign literature, he couldn't help but feel his ears burning.
In the photo.
The woman, dressed boldly and revealingly, sat on the edge of the bed, her hands resting on her sides. The man embraced her from behind, his delicate and sexy jaw resting on the crook of her neck. He tilted his head slightly, his thin lips cupping her small earlobe, and stared at the camera with lustful and fierce eyes, making her blush and heartbeat.
And in another photo.
The man was shirtless, leaning lazily against the headboard, his well-defined abdominal muscles exposed to the air.
The woman half-knelt between the man's legs, her black hair hanging down like a waterfall, her enchanting curves faintly visible between her hair. One hand was around the man's neck, and the other hand was lifting the man's chin between her slender white fingers, like a charming fairy in the world.
The man half-closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and his big hand tightly grasped the slender waist like an iron clamp.
The next photo... Liu Yuning's fingers trembled as he quickly picked them up and stacked them together.
He closed his eyes and quickly put the book back in his pocket.
Put the book back on the bookshelf as it was.
But Liu Yuzhou's lustful eyes in the photo coincided with the indestructible image of his younger brother as a teenager in his mind.
He curled the corners of his mouth, thinking of the scene where the girls in the compound were coldly forced away by his brother.
It turns out that it’s not that he is not interested in women, but that he likes the most delicate flower in the world.
Liu Yuning's interest in reading was disturbed by the sudden photo, so he simply lay back on the bed and went to sleep.
And just across the wall, the nightlife has just begun.
When renovating the house, Meng Zhen specially separated a bathroom in the master bedroom.
The bathroom has both a shower and a bidet.
However, Liu Yuzhou had someone make the bathtub with wooden strips, and it was more than enough to accommodate Meng Zhen.
The wooden strips were polished flat and smooth, and painted with varnish several times, making it as comfortable as a bathtub for bathing.
Meng Zhen started draining water early, preparing to take a bath before going to bed at night.
She took off her clothes and put her finger in to test the water temperature, which was just right.
Lie down comfortably.
I squinted my eyes and enjoyed it for a short while.
The bathroom door was opened.
In the mist.
The tall figure of the man entered, and the space suddenly became much more cramped.
The low voice was a little hoarse: "Wife."
Meng Zhen sniffed, and a cool and refreshing breath was right in front of him.
She opened her eyes lazily and said "hmm" softly as a response to the man.
Having received the promise, the strong and upright figure sank into the water.
The sound of overflowing water was immediately heard all around.
The scent of hot cold pine spread through the water.
The water splashed against the wall of the bathtub rhythmically, and then turned into a violent collision.
The sound of overflowing water became louder and louder.
Soon it blended in with the intermittent babbling sounds in the room.
Meng Zhen's small hands weakly grasped the only support point. Now she understood why the bathtub was so big.
I guess I had already thought about the usage scenarios when I made it~
This bath was a waste of time.
The bath was changed to a shower.
She hung limply on the man, letting the water rush against her snow-white body.
Men also make soap.
Apply slowly, little by little, until foamy.
The man's big, rough hands couldn't hold the slippery soap.
After applying it a few times, I don't know where it will slide to.
Lighter, heavier.
His narrow eyes were half-closed, and drops of water kept dripping from his stubbled hair, running along his high nose bridge to his thin lips.
The slender and strong arms supported a weight of less than 90 kilograms.
The well-defined abdominal muscles pressed against a soft spot and then broke.
In the mist, Meng Zhen raised his eyes and could only see the man's thin and narrow jaw raised, and his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down with his heavy breathing.
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