C12 Movement

"Xi Qiujie lifted her chin." Wife, look at me. " His voice was hoarse.

The man's face was full of patience, but he patiently taught her.

"It's not another man, it's Xi Chujie, your husband." It seemed like a simple sentence, but it was filled with unprecedented gentleness.

Qin Zixia was slowly led into his gentle country and nodded.

A familiar smell rushed into his nose. Looking at his handsome face that was almost within reach, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. His thin and sexy lips came up to her, skillfully biting down on her.

She was like a wooden statue, her limbs were stiff and she did not dare to move at all.

"Wife, relax. This is a very wonderful thing. "Here, open your mouth."

Can kissing feel it?

For the first time, Qin Zixia found the answer from Xi Chujie's body. Yes, it had a wonderful feeling to it.

This feeling, this feeling, she was even a little infatuated with it.

She put her hand on his neck.

The man's eyes lit up. After his little demoness had gotten used to it, he lifted the blanket and a ripple appeared in the room.

He asked her to hold Qin Zixia in his arms until two in the morning.

In the dark night, Qin Zixia opened her eyes, thinking about something.

Xi Qiujie's lips curled up a little as he sensed the unstable breathing of the person in his arms.

"What? You still have the energy? Let's do it again."

"Don't!" Qin Zixia used her hands to separate them.

"What do you think?" Warm air sprayed from her neck, and her voice was low and seductive.

She winced at the itch.

"I'm thinking about how to torture those who oppress me."

The man on top of him was silent.

"What's wrong? Do you think I'm too vicious? " Qin Zixia more or less cared about Xi Qiujie's thoughts about her.

"No, I was thinking about how I could help you." He smiled.

His girl had grown up.

The cowardice and submissiveness back then were all in the past.

Qin Zixia didn't think that Xi Qiujie would help her. She was in a good mood and her tone of voice became lighter. "Mm, I'll tell you when the time comes."

"Alright, go to sleep." Xi Qiujie wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. Sleep slowly crept in.

Afterwards, Qin Zixia felt sore all over her body, and decided that she wouldn't be able to go to work on time tomorrow. She sent a text message and made up a reason to ask her boss for a half-day leave.

When Qin Zixia got up, she looked at her phone and saw that it said "10 o'clock". It was over. He was going to be late for work.

She got up and woke Xi Qiujie.

"Stop messing around, just sleep for a while." When he woke up in the morning, his voice was a little nasal. Worse, his nasal voice was also very sexy. Xi Chujie continued to hold onto Qin Zixia, hugging her to sleep.

"It's already 10: 00 PM. Wake up quickly!" Qin Zixia sat up again and took his pillow.

He opened his eyes in annoyance, glanced at the alarm clock beside him, then slowly lifted the quilt. He stood up naked and stretched.

He had a strong body and was completely devoid of fat. This man would often go to his room to practice.

Qin Zixia swallowed her saliva and stared at him in a daze, completely unaware that the man had already discovered her infatuated gaze.

His wife's appreciation of his figure was an unintentional encouragement. Somewhere he raised his head. He climbed into bed, braced himself, and locked her in his arms.

"Wife, do a noon exercise."

"What do you mean … Wu, Wu … Wu, Wu …"

His small hand grabbed the man's triangular shoulder.

Long and long, ripples in the room.

Half an hour later, Xi Chujie got off the bed and gracefully walked into the locker room to get dressed. Qin Zixia grabbed the blanket and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

What right did he have to be so confident? He could even lower his head to look at Ye Xiao. He was in such a sorry state.

He was dressed in white and t-shirt, black shorts, and was preparing to go out with a tennis racket.

"You're going to play tennis. Don't you have to work?" She was half up. Shouldn't the CEO be so busy that she didn't have time to exercise?

"You want to come too?" Xi Qiujie asked.

"No, no, no, I'm exhausted." She felt sore all over her body, as if she had carried something heavy and climbed twelve flights of stairs yesterday. There was not a single part that was not sour.

"Exhausted?" A playful smile hung on his face.

Qin Zixia understood what he meant and turned around with her back facing him. She grabbed a blanket and covered her head. Huff. Why did his smile make his heart beat so fast?

Every Saturday, the capital's Fourth Young Master would exercise in the city's sports hall.

Song Xingzhi and Zuo Junyi were playing tennis when they saw Xi Qiujie walking in. They stopped to rest for a moment.

Zuo Junyi unscrewed the cap and poured the mineral water into his mouth. He gulped it down and then threw it backwards, hitting the trash can perfectly.

"Aiyo!" Boss, you still have the energy to play ball with us? We weren't drained dry by sister-in-law last night. " Zuo Junyi had always thought that Qin Zixia would be the one to take the initiative in that area, just like his beauty.

"Boss, if it doesn't work, don't try to be brave. We won't laugh at you." Two dimples appeared on Song Xingzhi's face. With an understanding look, he pinched Song Xingzhi's shoulder.

Xi Qiujie opened his hands, "Both of you, go face to face."

"1v2, this won't do. We can't bully a person who has lost his kidney. Don't you agree, number 2?" Zuo Junyi raised his chin towards Song Xingzhi.

"That's right. If this were to be spread out and we were to bully you, my reputation as the Jade Face Prince would not be ruined." Ye Zichen smiled.

"Go, cut the crap."

Zuo Junyi and Song Xing glanced at each other with a knowing smile. Their eyes, filled with the determination to win, silently conveyed this sentence.

Xi Qiujie had lost miserably this time.

Xi Qiujie let his opponent serve first, while Zuo Junyi sent the ball forward with a smile. Xi Qiujie caught the ball and aimed for each and every ball. The two of them felt that it was getting harder and harder, and their movements and speed were getting slower and slower.

The tennis ball hit Zuo Junyi hard in the face.

No, that's not right. This ball is so powerful, but it still has lethality.

Xi Qiujie picked up the tennis ball and aimed it at them, hitting them in the face and body.

"Second Bro, boss wants to kill both of us." Zuo Junyi crouched down and held his head with a painful look on his face.

"Kneel down." Fourth Bro, did you do something wrong to enrage the boss? " He had always been gentle in his speech and would not provoke anyone. Among the four of them, the one who often caused trouble was Zuo Junyi.

The ball stopped.

They saw a pair of black sneakers and looked up fearfully to see Xi Qiujie slapping his palm with the tennis racket, expressionlessly and coldly, as if he was going to smash their heads in the next second.

"Say, how long have you been coveting my wife?" How to explain the fact that two men had sent sex products to his woman.

"Boss, even though I'm a romantic person, I know that friends and wives aren't to be trifled with." With a "sou" sound, Zuo Junyi stood up and retorted. "Then, he pointed at the narrator, Song Xingzhi." It's number two. The second brother said last night that sister-in-law was very beautiful. "

"What is it?" Song Xing stood up angrily after he knew that Fourth Bro had betrayed him. Zuo Junyi was even more outrageous. He said that for his sister-in-law to be such a romantic person, it was truly a pity for her to meet a big ice cube like you. If he meets sister-in-law first, he'll settle it on the spot. "

"So you gave her the sex products." Xi Qiujie's face turned ugly.

"Sweets?" "" Song Xingzhi repeated in confusion. He grabbed Zuo Junyi's collar and became anxious. Fourth Bro, I asked you last night to pick out a suitable wedding present.

"Sexy lace dresses, here's a three-piece set for you." Zuo Junyi smirked.

"Zuo Junyi!" "You've really screwed me up." If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have called for Zuo Junyi's help. He had never been involved in anything before.

"Boss, in any case, the gift I'm giving you is carefully chosen." The last time you asked me to bring you a whip, now you're not happy with it as a wedding present for your sister-in-law. Giving it to sister-in-law would be the same as giving it to you. Don't pretend to be a gentleman witness, you all used it last night, right? " Zuo Junyi raised his eyebrows in ridicule, his face full of gossip.

Xi Qiujie shot him a nonchalant glance and walked out.

He was still acting very calm!

Zuo Junyi stood up with a smile on his face.

Song Xingzhi waved his racket, "Zuo Junyi, spit out a thousand yuan!" Even if it was a gift, he still had the nerve to accept his money.

Zuo Junyi nimbly dodged the attack, but the next attack hit his back.

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The pharmacy of the department of gynaecology and gynecology.

"Hello, give me an acute contraceptive." The woman's voice sounded dry.

Qin Zixia appeared at the gynecological hospital's pharmacy with a face mask. She sniffed. There were no acute contraceptives in the pharmacies near the north garden, so she could only go to the gynecological hospital to buy some.

Xue Qiming had an operation at the hospital today and did not go to the city sports hall. He got off work, went out of the hospital in his civilian clothes. His eyes wandered casually over the drugstore. In a split-second, his line of sight fell on that slender woman. At first glance, her back looked like Qin Zixia's, but that slightly nasal voice didn't sound like hers.

Xue Qiming shook his head. Zi Xia and Chu Jie seemed to have a good relationship. How could she possibly come here to buy contraceptives? He shook his head, shaking off the doubts in his heart.

Qin Zixia ate her medicine and went to the hospital to see her mother.

Every time she visited her mother, a steady electrocardiogram was the greatest comfort to her. She took her mother's hand and told her about what had happened to her recently.

Suddenly, from the next room came a heart-wrenching cry, a cry for the patient, the voice of a doctor.

Qin Zixia's heart thumped, her hair went numb.

This floor was filled with vegetative wards. The death of the patient in the next room, the deafening cries of her family and friends, made her heart tremble.

With a heavy heart, she took her mother's hand and exerted more strength. She stared at her mother's peaceful sleeping appearance as tears slowly welled up in her eyes. How she feared that one day her mother would also die quietly.

Lin Zhihong's voice lingered in his mind. The vegetable was someone who had half a foot in a coffin. She should try to save her mother.

He hadn't paid Dr. Shay back for the operation, let alone Dr. Wilhelm, who didn't care about money. What was she going to do? Could he be begging Lin Zhihong?

Yes, Dr. Shay!