She thinks she is really an anthomaniac.


    How can he even find it charming to wash a bowl?


    Turning off the tap, Wen Jin’an took off his apron and asked her, “There are apples, bananas and grapes in the refrigerator. What do you want to eat?”


    “Eat the grapes and I’ll wash them.” Su Ci said, pushing him out, “You go to the living room and wait.”


    In the living room, Wen Jin’an was smoking. From the corner of the corner, he caught a glimpse of Su Ciing out with a fruit te. He quickly put out the cigarette.


    Get up and open the window.


    Su porcin put the fruit te on the tea table and said to him, “Smoking less is not good for your health.”


    “I know, I won’t smoke anymore.” He answered lightly, which surprised Su Ci slightly.


    “Do you mean to quit smoking in the future?”


    “Uh－huh.”


    “Is it true or not?”


    Did she give up smoking because of her casual persuasion?


    Su porcin did feel ttered.


    Wen Jin’an waved to her. When she sat down beside him, he said, “I didn’t smoke either.”


    “That shows that your self－control is too good.”


    “Self－control?”


    “Uh－huh.”


    His self－control is also divided into things and people.


    Just like to her, his self－control is almost zero.


    For example, now, he saw the way she ate grapes, her pale pink lip was open and closed, and he clearly felt that there was a surging upsurge somewhere.


    “You won’t eat?”


    Unaware of Wen Jin’an’s wolf’s eyes, Su porcin naively handed the grape to his mouth.


    As soon as his fingertips warmed up, he contained the grapes and her fingers at the same time.


    “Hello.” With a light cry, Su Ci withdrew his hand and his face burned. “What are you doing?”


    When the words fall, it is a whirl of heaven.


    She was pressed on the sofa by him.


    His palm held her back of the head, and even the sofa was afraid of knocking her.


    Although it was pressure, he supported himself and did not give her any weight.


    Su porcin face up, line of sight, is his beautiful face.


    “Jin an…”


    No sooner had he been called than his lip was bitten.


    He kissed her little by little, breaking all her strength.


    … …


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    A pair of blue and a pair of pink.


    The towel in the bathroom, next to his gray towel, was a milky white one with cartoon puppy patterns printed on it.


    In the tooth cup, the two toothbrushes snuggle up to each other and are intimate.


    And the wardrobe.


    After opening, the man’s shirt was sandwiched with colorful and women’s clothes.


    Originally, Wen Jin’an had already made room for her.


    However, she insisted on doing so and hung it in disorder with his clothes.


    At first, I was not used to it. After a long time, I also gave birth to a strange satisfaction.


    Wen Jin’an’s life and rest have always been regr, but since she entered, it has also changed.


    At 10 o’clock in the evening, he and her, who were supposed to fall asleep, were holding each other in bed and watching movies with theirptop.


    “Click, click,” she bit her potato chips loudly.


    In the past, he would never allow anyone to eat in bed. Even if they were connected, they would be reprimanded by him.


    But now, this one is not even special and has been given to her.


    The debris fell on the bed and the little woman who watched it with relish didn’t notice it at all.


    Wen Jin’an silently picked up the debris and put it in the ashtray on the bedside table.


    There are no cigarette butts in it.


    “Thirsty.”


    Pass the cup.


    After taking a sip, Su Ci twisted his eyebrows. “I want to drink fruit juice.”


    Wen Jin’an was silent.


    Su Ci ttered him by the arm and said in pettish manner, “I can brush my teeth! I promise!”


    Looking at her pathetic appearance, Wen Jinan sighed and connivingly handed her the juice.


    At 11： 30, two people stood side by side in the bathroom brushing their teeth.


    Brush brush, Su porcin dishonest, barefoot standing on Wen Jin’an instep, the whole person nest in his arms.


    With a toothbrush in one hand, he hugged her in the other.


    In the mirror, both of them smiled at the corners of their mouths.


    *


    Her pajamas left her body and his eyes were on fire.


    Kissed her neck, corbone and sped her fingers like worship.


    Su porcin eyes like silk, in his love sea ups and downs, can’tnd.


    Unable to bear it, she began to struggle, but was trapped by him.