"You..." Jiang Xiao opened her eyes wide and looked at the clock. Could it be that she was confused? "Why are she back so soon?"

"Do you think I can sleep alone at home?" Meng Xinian strode over and spread her arms at her.

Jiang Xiao immediately threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Compared to her softness, he was tight and strong.

When he was tightly rubbed into her arms, her heart suddenly calmed down.

"Brother of the past."

"I can finally hug my good wife!"

Meng Xinian hugged her tightly for a while, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the toilet.

Jiang Xiao suddenly became dumbfounded.

"What are you doing, Brother Xian?"

"What do you think?"

Meng Xinian carried her into the toilet, locked the door, and "Get in."

His eyes looked at her with a strong plunder, which made Jiang Xiao's face burn.

Knowing that he is like this, where did he need to run home just now? Go directly into the space to wash.

Although he knew what he was going to do and felt a little embarrassed, Jiang Xiao couldn't help it at this moment, and wanted to kiss him and get closer to him.

She took him into the space.

Arrive at the second floor of Qingzhulu.

Meng Xinian put her on the bed and immediately pressed her up.

But he was still very careful and tried not to touch the wounds on her body, knowing that her injuries had already scabbed.

But Jiang Xiao couldn't help but pull him down, and his arm was hooked around his neck.

The four lips were pressed tightly together, and a kiss that was so hot that the air began to burn began to begin.

As they kissed, Meng Xinian's hand had already penetrated into Jiang Xiao's clothes.

She was wearing a hospital gown, loose, which made him easily succeed.

Jiang Xiao let out a moan.

"It's deadly..."

Such a voice almost made Meng Xinian lose control.

He gasped suddenly, and raised his body with one hand, and the other hand was still on her, looking at her with flames, "Xiaoxiao, I can't stand your voice like this."

Jiang Xiao's face was very red, his ears were red, and his chest was torn open and his skin was also pink, "I didn't let you bear it."

This sentence is simply a fire that ignites the bomb's initiator.

Meng Xinian couldn't help but lift her shirt up and took it off. Seeing her pink and white skin, she looked at the thrilling curves and felt that she would die on her sooner or later.

He pulled off his clothes and leaned on her again.

Without the barrier of fabric, the tight fit between the two bodies almost made them sigh.

"You still have injuries."

Meng Xinian said, her hand stretched out her waist.

down.

Jiang Xiao's voice was almost broken.

"No, it doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

But in the end, Meng Xinian still did not ask for her, but borrowed her legs and hands.

"Meng Xinian!"

Jiang Xiao glared at him.

Meng Xinian kissed her, her voice hoarse, "I'll help you."

Jiang Xiao finally gasped and bit his shoulder.

When everything calmed down, she gently stroked the tooth mark on his shoulder, and her voice was slightly sandy, "Why do you have to bear it?"

"You still have wounds on your body, and the scabs are still tender," Meng Xinian stroked her smooth body with calloused palms, unable to let go of it. "What if I really can't control myself and rub the wound open again?"

He was afraid that if he took it seriously, he would completely lose control and toss her hard.

Originally, he was covered in fine skin and tender flesh, so how could he resist the scabs on the wound?
Chapter completed!