Fortunate Wife

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"Do you think so?" Li painted his lips and looked like a powerless chuckle.

"Li painting?" I felt his strange eyes staring at his neck. Li Man's heart was weak. The little hand instinctively grabbed his neck and asked, "What do you look at? I have something on my neck?"

She was shocked to think of last night, Li Yan greedily sucked and licked her body, leaving a lot of traces on her neck.

"That... there are worms in the house..."

"There are bugs, and the quilts will be taken out for a while." Before Li's lie was finished, Li painted to speak.

Li Man hung down his eyes and groaned. "Well, I will go to the sun for a while."

Li painted straight and stood like an ice sculpture.

Li Man couldn't stand his eyes like that, he was busy trying to escape, and his footsteps slowly moved outwards. "That, I, I will go out now."

Before waiting for him to return, she rushed out of the kitchen and hid in her house.

But as soon as she entered the room, she sounded closed behind her.

Li Man was shocked and turned back. He saw Li painting carrying his light and slowly coming towards himself.

"Li painting, you want to... ah..."

Li Man's heart said that if he was nervous, he did not say anything. The whole person was pushed by him and fell on his knees. His slender body was pressed up, and the cool lips did not kiss her in a random way. The cheek, biting her neck.

"Li painting, don't." Li Man shouted in surprise, his hands pushed him hard, but he lost his mind, grabbed her hands, squatted on his head, red eyes, kissed She got her lips and swallowed the sound she almost cried.

She struggled desperately, her lips were rubbed by the pain, and the **** taste gradually grew between her lips and teeth. I don't know if it was his or her.

Suddenly, he vacated a hand and grabbed the clothes on her chest. It seemed to be ripped off.

Li Man's brain screamed, "Li Painting—" The eyes of the stunned eyes rolled out of tears silently.

He pressed against her, and the crystal tears slid down her eyes, her heart slammed, and the hand that grabbed her clothes was unable to loosen.

"Li painting, what's wrong with you?" Feeling his looseness, Li Man looked at him with tears, his voice crying.

The color of Li's painting gradually became clear, and the eyes were full of flaws.

"Sorry, scared you?"

He sat up with her, folded her arms into her arms, hugged her head, leaned her head on her shoulder, and said "I'm sorry."

Li Mang was in her arms, tears fell silently, and wet the clothes on his chest. Yes, she was scared. He always waited for her to talk softly and whispered, but just like a beast. How can she not be afraid of tearing and biting her?

What is even more frightening is that she gradually feels powerless. She is the only woman in this family. They have to come to her when they need it. Maybe, in their minds, men and women are justified, as their daughter-in-law, she It is to help them eliminate the fire in their hearts and bodies.

However, no one seems to have considered it. Can she bear it?

In front of these men, she found that she was weak and poor, and even a weak scholar like Li Hua could easily trip her down so that she could not move.

Later, she really didn't dare to think about it.

Li painted her tightly, and flashed through the picture just now, and he really wanted to give himself a few punches, even the beast was almost strong against her.