Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing also felt that he was doing it to himself every time.

She couldn't make fun of her, but she was taken advantage of severely.

When she got out of the pool, her lips were already numb, and her legs and feet were so weak that she could hardly stand up.

This man's kung fu for kissing people is really pure and pure, even a single kiss can make people want to die.

Obviously intends to go on and on and talk about a normal love.

But now the progress between them seems to be out of her control.

Just now on the recliner, except for the last step, it seems that everything that should be done has been done.

Now, Song Xing still felt that the place he kissed all over his body seemed to be burning.

If she hadn't tried her best to stop her in the end, I'm afraid she would have...

And this man even shamelessly claimed afterwards that this was not even an appetizer.

along the way.

Shang Yuqian looked at Song Xing without saying a word, as if he was out of his mind, and felt that he had gone too far today.

But at that time, if he could still be completely sober and restrained, he would not be a normal man.

Shang Yuqian put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other held Song Xingye's little hand, and wrapped it around: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it."

Song Xing was really drawn out by his words: "Can you do it?"

During this time, when the two of them lived alone in Fengting Villa, Song Xing also cooked and Shang Yuqian was in charge of washing dishes.

She never knew that this man could also cook.

Shang Yuqian stroked Song Xingye's little hand: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Well, it turns out this man is cooking for the first time.

But Song Xing was still very happy that a man like Shang Yuqian was willing to cook for him.

The two went to the supermarket to buy a lot of ingredients.

After returning, Shang Yuqian put the tablet beside him, while searching for information on the Internet, he fiddled with the ingredients.

In the end, I really made a table dish.

Among other things, this product looks really good.

As for the taste, Song Xing didn't expect much at all.

After all, the first time you cook, how good the taste can be.

But when Song Xing also tasted the braised pork, he was shocked.

This is too delicious.

Song Xing also tasted salt-baked prawns, stir-fried vegetables, and yam pork ribs soup.

It is obviously an ordinary home-cooked dish, but the taste of the entrance is different from the usual ones.

It seems to be a work of art created by the perfect collision of ingredients, heat, and time.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is extremely delicious.

Although Song Xingye's cooking skills are good, compared with this table, the taste is at the level of primary school students and postdoctoral fellows.

Song Xing also looked at Shang Yuqian in horror: "Is this really your first time cooking?"

Shang Yuqian said indifferently: "Why, isn't it delicious?"

It's not that it's not delicious, it's that it's so delicious, it's unbelievably delicious.

At this moment, Song Xing finally understood that there is a gap between people.

There is such a kind of people, girls show off their skills when making humans, their learning ability is a hundred times higher than that of ordinary people, even if it is the first time they do it, they can always achieve heights that ordinary people cannot reach.

Song Xing was also hit, and took another bite of the ribs: "Since your cooking is so delicious, then you can cook in the future, and I will be in charge of washing the dishes."

Shang Yuqian served himself a bowl of soup, and said slowly: "It's not impossible for me to cook, but what good do I have?"

This guy was also dragged on.

But for the sake of the delicious food, Song Xing also asked, "What benefits do you want?"

"Come into my study later, and I'll tell you."

Song Xing also looked at the man's malicious eyes, and always felt that he had no good intentions.

But if he really wanted to do something bad, he would definitely tell her to go to the bedroom, not the study.

In fact, Song Xing really misjudged this man.

He can do rogue things everywhere.

Song Xing was also directly pressed on the desk, and the ponytail that was originally tied was also scattered, throwing herself on the black tabletop as if trying to blend into one.

Her eyes were full of water vapor, her lips were already slightly swollen, and the color became more red because of excessive sucking, like a rose in full bloom, more delicate and charming.

Shang Yuqian looked at the pure and lustful little woman holding his collar tightly under him, and felt that his life was about to die.

After trying his best to control, he leaned into her ear with a hoarse voice: "This is the benefit I want. I feed you, and you feed me. It's fair."

Song Xing also gradually came back from his chaotic and floating thoughts.

She tried her best to push away the man on her body, quickly tidied up the almost torn clothes, and said with shame and indignation: "Shang Yuqian, can you think of something else in your head."

Ever since they confirmed their relationship, Shang Yuqian seemed to be completely different from the abstinent, noble, cold, and arrogant man he knew.

It's simply unbelievable, there are no taboos, and there is no lower limit for playing hooligans.

Is this still a person?

The man took a step back and sat directly on the leather chair behind the desk. While helping her tidy her clothes, he pinched her snow-white waist restlessly with both hands.

Song Xing also patted off the man's restless hand: "Don't move."

The man grabbed her arm and pulled hard.

Song Xing also straddled the man's legs, fell into his arms, and drilled into her ears with a bewitching and evil voice: "Shall we try it on the balcony tomorrow?"

Song Xing really couldn't stand this man anymore.

She pushed the man away, and took a few steps back: "Shang Yuqian, if you do this again, I will ignore you."

Seeing that Song Xing was really a little annoyed, Shang Yuqian pretended to be wronged and said: "I don't allow meat to be eaten, and I can't drink some soup?"

Song Xing was also ashamed, angry and helpless, he played hooligans all day regardless of the occasion, and he was wronged.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go back to my room first."

Song Xing also turned around and slipped back to his room, closing the door and unlocking it.

Her back was against the door, and her legs could barely stand.

It felt as if the heart was about to pop out of his mouth.

She didn't reject Shang Yuqian's misbehavior, every time he touched her, she couldn't help it, her body was both uncomfortable and comfortable, but her reason wanted to go further in resisting her emotions.

She knew that she had also completely fallen.

It's just that she didn't want to be so fast, after all, leaving aside their nominal marriage, it's only been a few days since they really fell in love.

The next day.

Song Xing also got up early in the morning and went to the restaurant.

She used to get up early to prepare breakfast.

Unexpectedly, today Shang Yuqian heated up milk, fried eggs and cooked a bowl of delicious millet porridge.

Song Xing also walked over: "Why did you get up so early and stew millet porridge?"

Shang Yuqian prefers Western-style breakfast on weekdays, so Song Xing always makes him sandwiches.

But Song Xing actually prefers to drink a bowl of hot millet porridge in the winter morning.

Shang Yuqian served Song Xing a bowl of porridge and put it in front of her, and said without blushing, "Please please my wife."