The two or three feet empty in front of the stepping bed were placed in messy manner with men's satin boots and women's embroidered shoes, which showed that the young couple was still a little hurry when they were untied, and the surrounding curtains were torn off by Baochai.

Xue Baochai is indeed foresighted. When a normal man starts from the age of thirteen, his physiological needs will show a positive proportional upward trend. Jia Cong will be fifteen in a few months. On this line, he will become more and more vigorous. Therefore, it is necessary to change to a sturdy stepping bed.

The main reason is that the stepping bed will not shake and crunch. This bed is very big and has a very solid structure. It is known as a large bed in China and has been popular for hundreds of years. Even if Jia Cong brings three girls together, he will not be narrow.

"Baochai, have you read the books "Dongxuanzi" and "Su Nu Jing"?" Jia Cong asked with a ulterior motive.

"No, it's just the books "The West Chamber". I secretly read them when I was a child, but then I burned them and never touched them again." Xue Baochai gasped, and occasionally tidied her messy hair, her collarbone and lower abdomen bulged and shrank due to repeated impacts.

She advised Lin Daiyu not to read miscellaneous books like "The West Chamber", which won Lin Daiyu's respect and resolving past grudges and became friends with Jinlan. In fact, Baochai herself had read it herself. In ancient times, wealthy families had special nanny teachings for women who entered the palace, and they taught by example or used some books with rich pictures and texts to read to girls who were about to marry.

Jia Cong didn't believe it. Xue Baochai must have seen it before she got married. She would think it was part of her duty. However, this kind of thing was very contradictory to her. On the one hand, she had to be as dignified as a lady, so it was naturally difficult to talk about it. She didn't want her husband to pay too much attention to the matter of bed. On the other hand, she did see it. Whether to obey her or not is contradictory for a while and it was difficult to make a decision.

Although some books serve as sexual enlightenment for ladies, and the skills of some requirements for women in bed in ancient times are not inferior to those in some videos today, and they are even more than that, mainly based on men's enjoyment. However, in many ancient books, there are many women who commit suicide by being dissatisfied with wives and concubines in bed, or can't help but scream and be scolded by their husbands, and thus commit suicide by being ashamed and angry.

Jia Cong thought Xue Baochai was afraid that she had more concerns in this regard, so he was unwilling to vent her dryness like this. Sometimes the boudoir interest is also a lubricant and a must for couples to get along with each other. Jia Cong lied to her hair that was stuck to her chest and bit her earlobe**: "I don't believe it, Sister Bao, others don't know that you have three more benefits, and only for your husband to know these benefits..."

Jia Cong's methods are so true that some books describe how to arouse women's desire and nostalgia. However, he does not need books in this regard, and has countless practical experience. Xue Baochai's face is hot. With his simple understanding, how can he withstand Jia Cong's physical and psychological attack? Soon, his legs trembled and his lower abdomen shrank and his lower abdomen turned to ejaculation.

There are also a little bit of sweat on the clavicle and neck-extending neck, and Xue Baochai is most likely to sweat.

Jia Cong waited for her to finish her pleasure with pity and respect, and then pulled her up and hugged her. Xue Baochai buried her head in his arms and breathed continuously: "You will teach me this way. My husband, everything should be done in moderation, and health care is the key."

The husband called Jia Cong's blood and his ambition was full of pride. He was about to push his gun and fight for another 300 rounds. Xiaohong outside the window shouted: "Master Cong, the second master called Master Cong over and said that he had something to discuss."

Xue Baochai hurriedly said, "You go quickly."

"I understand." Jia Cong replied out the window, fell on the bed with his back, pulled Baochai's hands, and asked her to go on it, "I haven't come yet, how can there be children like this? Baochai, let's try this action first..."

"Well..." A cry filled the room of the editor.

Before Lin Hongyu entered the steps, she saw Qingwen again. Xiangling and two were sitting on the railings under the corridor, smiling at her while embroidering the flowers. Lin Hongyu lowered her head and thought about it. A touch of red cloud flew on her cheeks, turned her head and ran away, and secretly spat: "They... they are really... forgot, the legitimate couple... they... closed the door, what can't they do?"

Turning around to the washroom at the back of the wing room, he thought in a daze, "That second master Yun is in the garden, but I can't go in from time to time... I have to think of a way..."

As he thought about it, Lin Hongyu couldn't help but fly on her cheeks.

"Sister Xiaohong is pretty good," said Xiangling.

Qingwen snorted coldly: "She was thinking about climbing high branches. Maybe she would ride on our heads in the future and show off her power."

Xiangling carefully saw that Qingwen's long fingernails had been cut off. Qingwen likes to wear heavy makeup on weekdays and dresses up in a colorful manner. In recent years, her face has become more and more beautiful. Xiangling asked quietly: "Does it hurt when she opens her face? I heard that it will bleed."

Qingwen nodded and smiled, and said with a narrow ear: "Yes, it hurts a lot and a lot of blood, which is scarier than menstrual period, but Mr. Cong doesn't hurt, and later he also bleed..."

Xiangling was shocked: "Mr. Cong is also bleeding? Why is this happening?"

"I am the only one who can make him bleed." Qingwen laughed softly and said, "It's still pierced by his nails, giggles... How can grandma bear to catch him? It's too late to hurt him. If you don't see his butt breaking, grandma has cried for a long time..."

Xiangling was stunned on the spot, hoping that Mr. Cong would open his face, but worried again. It was even more terrifying than menstrual period. That was so terrible. Xiangling had a psychological shadow for a while.

"Xiangling, Xiangling, come in with water..."

After cleaning up, Xiangling silently said she back. Xue Baochai dressed up Jia Cong and kept urging him: "It took so long to delay, the second master will scold him."

With the nourishment of rain and dew, Xue Baochai looks even more dignified, four-pointed, three-pointed tenderness, and a slim lace, and one step and three waves. She is such a beautiful man, wife, young woman. Jia Cong wears casual clothes, and is not in a hurry at all. Xue Baochai's apricot eyes are full of water, "You said I have three benefits, what are the three?"

Jia Cong was serious about his ears: "Chest, legs, and..."

Xue Baochai's body is soft everywhere, Qingwen is relatively thin and the food is not delicious. Jia Cong's body dares not press down at all. Baochai cannot be said to be fat, but he should be said to be a little plump. He can withstand Jia Cong's weight, and is snow-white and rosy everywhere, with its own body fragrance and lingering words. No wonder Jia Cong misses her.

"Go away quickly." Xue Baochai spat. She didn't dare to listen. Her husband could say everything and do any movement. She just accommodated him to do the "cicada with wings" and "crown crosses the neck" posture. It was a difficult movement. She soaked the bed sheets. She had ejaculated three times, and Jia Cong only once.

I forgot some things that I wanted to remind my husband. One was Lin Hongyu. She had long seen that when Jia Yun came to pay her respects, Lin Hongyu and Jia Yun were a little tricky. They had to discuss this with him. The other was family relationship. Her husband was not unaware of the way to deal with things, but his attitude was too tough. If he met Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang, something might happen.

When Jia Cong left, she sat on the bed and thought about it. Her husband was nostalgic for her, so she was naturally a little happy and relieved. She touched her lower abdomen and hoped to be pregnant with a boy, give birth to a eldest son, and inherit the family business. In addition, she gradually tasted the taste of the fun in the boudoir. It was not just a man's happiness, but her temperament could not speak at all, so she repeatedly showed the attitude of the little daughter in love in front of Jia Cong, and was a little reluctant to leave.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this.

When I return to my parents' home, I can tell my mother secretly that Aunt Xue can rest assured, but Mrs. Wang, the aunt, has a kind face and a bad heart, which is far less difficult to serve than Mrs. Xing, as well as her mother-in-law. The money Jia Cong got from publishing a book will definitely be jealous of other rooms.

Moreover, according to the clan system, the money Jia Cong earned does not belong to him at all, but to the family. So even if Xue Baochai takes out part of the compensation for each house, they will not be grateful. Why? Because in the clan system, it is natural to do so. It is natural and natural that no one will think that something is abnormal.

One of the terrible things about the clan system is that there is no private property rights. If Jia Mu speaks now and Jia Cong’s money is confiscated and handed over to the clan leader Jia Qiang, or handed over to Wu Dengxin, the Yinkuan, for handling, it would be completely legal and reasonable. In the face of filial piety and etiquette, Jia Cong cannot resist.

But their parents are not dead and cannot separate the family. Unless Jia She and Mrs. Xing die, they can only go out to live quietly in this room.

Of course, what Xue Baochai didn't know was that Jia Cong had some solutions. If the other rooms were not good or bad, Jia Cong would definitely make them regret it.

Jia Yingchun said it well. No matter whether it is physically and mentally, no one in the Jia family is more tired than Jia Cong. As a wife, she sees it more clearly than Yingchun. Xue Baochai hopes she can share a little.
Chapter completed!