C25

They thought they were going to a normal resort, but they didn't expect Song Beichuan to order a private villa on the main road.

"This place is too big!"

Four rooms, two rooms, with a front porch, a balcony, a kitchen, and even a private swimming pool. Lin Xiaoqing went up and down, left and right, running three rounds in and out. Finally, she returned to her bedroom, feeling overjoyed.

Song Beichuan was already lying comfortably on the bed, flipping through a book the size of a magazine.

"We only have two people. Wouldn't it be a waste to live here?" He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the serious expression on the other person's face. He would bet he was busy with work again.

"How could that be?" He finally shifted his gaze away from the page, raised his head and said, "I thought you would like to go overseas for a walk, but you actually said that it's good to be carefree in the country. If it's like this, you've even saved me nearly 80% of my budget, how are you wasting it?"

"Ugh …" That's two different things, okay? "How can you count like this?" She threw him a glance before climbing onto the bed and moving closer to him. "What are you looking at? You look so familiar …"

Nani? After clearly seeing the contents of the book, Lin Xiaoqing's entire being became a spasmodic mess. She forcefully swallowed the words at the corner of her mouth … It turned out that what he was reading was not a magazine or something related to his work. Instead, it was a wide variety of things! There were all sorts of things to do! There were all sorts of circles and forks!

The roots of her ears almost immediately began to burn, "Th-this …" "This is, this is …" She looked at him, then at the reddening illustrations.

He laughed at her flustered look. "You look so funny now, as if you've been caught doing something unspeakable."

"Me?!" She pushed him, "It's you, isn't it? Why are you suddenly looking at this, this kind of thing... By the way, how did you come up with this... "This …"

Was it a magazine? It didn't seem right either, but if it was a 'textbook', then it was very strange …

"My colleague lent it to me."

"A colleague?!" Why would a colleague lend you such a thing? "

He closed the book. "I have a male employee in my company who is thirty-six years old today and already has four children. A few days ago, we were talking about children, and I told him that I had plans for a second birth, but it didn't seem to be going well. The next day, he would hand the book to me."

Even after she finished listening, Lin Xiaoqing still could not understand the reason behind reading this book.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Song Beichuan opened the book to one of the pages and pointed to a resting illustration. "To be honest, it was written quite carefully. You see, there are even signs on it explaining which postures are easy to impregnate."

"Ugh …" The inside one looks like two big octopus fighting. " She leaned over to look at it, and then she was stunned again.

"Will it?" His brow tightened. "I feel like Conch Man is fighting a little monster."

"This, this..." "Alright …"

"What about this one?" He turned to another page.

She looked at it seriously, then imagined it for a few seconds. "That's not good. My feet should be cramping …"

"Okay," said the next one. "How about this?"

"Mm …" She turned her head to the side and put her hand on her cheek, as if she were picking at the contents of a catalog. "Okay, it looks good, but you'll be tired, won't you?"

"My strength is very good. What are you worried about?"

"Oh, it's not like that's what I meant," she suddenly felt that it was a bit hot and stuffy. "I just thought that the difficulty would be very high, and that you might break …"

Looking at her slightly embarrassed expression, his lips curled up. He suddenly had the thought of bullying her, but in reality, he immediately and immediately did so.

The original plan of 'Invincible Romance in the Universe' has been thrown out of his mind.

"Wife, if even you aren't satisfied …" Closing the book, he dramatically threw the book down on the bed, flipped over, and threw himself on top of her, "Then I'll do as I please!"

"Ah …" She laughed and pressed her hands against his chest, as if she were both refusing and inviting. "It's broad daylight, and curtains, curtains …"

As he bit her ear, he could feel the hot moisture on her neck. A wave of numbness spread from her stomach to her whole body, making Lin Xiaoqing almost forget what she had wanted to say.

"The people outside will see …"

"Don't worry, I've checked." His lips moved down along the side of his neck and he said hoarsely, "This is reflecting glass. From the outside, it looks like an entire mirror."

She couldn't believe it. What, what kind of resort was this? However, before he could even think about it, his callused palm had already reached under her clothes. His five fingers seemed to have instinctively crawled into the place between the lightning silk fabric and the wind as he skillfully maneuvered the bean curd on top of it.

She gasped, responding to every touch.

All kinds of strange techniques could not be recalled. At this moment, he only had his instincts left, only the most primitive left …

He took off his clothes and turned her over so that she could lie down on the soft bed and kiss every inch of her back … The back of her neck, the shoulder plate, the small of her back, she was so amused that Joe gasped, and her body moved involuntarily.

Long Fingers squeezed in behind her. She took a deep breath, buried her head in the sheet, and made a noise.

He leaned over and kissed her ear. "You don't have to …" It's just the two of us here. Do you like this posture? " He whispered viciously in her ear.

Lin Xiaoqing was so embarrassed that she didn't want to answer.

"You don't like it?" He happily began to make his move … Oh, no.

Her five fingers tightly wrapped around the bedsheet, but she didn't say anything. She did her best to restrain herself.

"Or not?" He kissed her behind the ear as if he could tease her, and kept on dying … Oh no, it was a very, very bad taste. Put it in and come out... Due to too much of that, please screw the screw into the nut to make up your own brain, so omit 10,000 words, anyway the seed was dropped.

During the three days and two nights of vacation, the couple rarely left the house. Every corner of the room, from the swimming pool, the sofa, the dining table, the toilet, the French windows, the bathtub, and the hallway, was filled with their loving figures and diligent sweat.

I didn't expect her to know so much about honeymoon syndrome after two years of marriage... Alright, if we must add on the fact that senior is a son, then it should be 12 years or 13 years.

After returning home, she began to look forward to the opening day half a month later.

For this holiday, she could even set the date at her peril. There should be no problems this time, she thought. After all, both of them were working so hard.