He burst into the Olympic spirit and leaned over to hold Shumier. While taking advantage of it, he gave warmth: "Are you tired? Come on, I'll lend you a shoulder to support you."

Shuimi'er stared at him like a thief: "Why do I think your eyes look radiant?"

Zhen Lang said with confidence: "Nonsense, who can keep calm when he sees his wife so sexy?"

Shumier was unhappy: "You just know that you miss yourself and ignore other people's feelings."

Zhen Lang was confused: "Look at what you said, isn't Yingying okay?"

Shuimi'er: "She's fine, now it's my turn."

Zhen Lang couldn't understand the woman's inner world and wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

Shumier said aggrievedly: "I feel that my life is very hard. Every time they have problems, I will always be injured."

Seeing Shuimi'er who was as wronged as a little girl, Zhen Lang felt soft. He put aside his distractions and hugged her silently. At this time, he didn't know what to express, so he simply stopped talking.

Shumier stayed in his arms, looked at his eyes, and showed a smile: "You really should look in the mirror to see your eyes now, how clear and gentle, this is my favorite husband. On the top of the True Love Festival, you have such eyes, not only clear but also sunny."

Zhen Lang suddenly became so awesome: "Is it really that powerful?"

Shumier: "Put your stinky expression away and let's talk about the important things."

Zhen Lang: "What's the matter?"

"Tomorrow we will help Xiao Tiantian celebrate her birthday. The paper can't keep the fire. Su Jie will know sooner or later. I don't dare to think about how she will get angry. Anyway, it's me who was injured." Shumier said this and was very depressed.

Zhen Lang thought about it, and said righteously: "It's okay, I'll take the blame and make her angry with me."

"Husband, you're so nice." Shuimi'er kissed him on the face, but her mood was still a little depressed: "It's useless to take the blame. Don't look at Su Jie's carefree life, her mind is turning faster than anyone else. She can guess it's my idea without thinking. She will definitely hate me to death by then."

Zhen Lang: "Yes, my elder sister sometimes reacts so quickly. I admire her a little."

"Hey, it was my biggest regret before graduation that she didn't make her reconcile with Yuqing. In fact, they had contact with each other in high school, but later something happened, and they became enemies." Shuimi'er sighed faintly and said melancholy: "What I can do now is not letting them meet. Sometimes I can't figure out who I am going to provoke whom, and it's not people inside and outside. Yingying and Xiangxiang have a quarrel, so I have to solve it. Su Jie quarreled with Xiangxiang several times, and I also advised them to reconcile. You said I'm asking for trouble?"

Zhen Lang was charming her long hair: "This is because you are a good person, and everyone needs you."

Shuimi'er stared at her: "You won't coax me against your conscience again, are you?"

Zhen Lang smiled: "I am explaining a certain fact. Su Jie, Yingying and Ah Hua are all girls with very distinctive personalities and strong personalities. You are relatively neutral and gentle by nature. They all need you, and you are the most important neutralizer. Without you, I guess they will be messy."

Shuimi'er thoughtfully: "I haven't thought about it from this perspective, husband, is it really that important?"

"It must be, as a bystander, I saw the truth." Zhen Lang shook, turned into a data emperor, and analyzed: "The eight words I often saw in novels before. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Today I have a certain understanding of these eight words. Just like in the game, my elder sister scolded me for not coming in the afternoon and missed a first kill, which made me feel that I had begun to bear the responsibility of a guild without knowing it. The same is true for you, I feel that you have always assumed the responsibility of a few young sisters. If anyone can't see your goodness, that person will definitely be blind."

Shuimi'er suddenly sat upright, stared into his eyes, and said very seriously: "Mu Tou, do you know that sometimes what you say accidentally always touches people?"

Zhen Lang didn't recover: "Is there any? I think it's just telling the truth."

Shuimi'er suddenly glared at him and said fiercely: "Stand up!"

Zhen Lang didn't know what he had done wrong again, so he stood up honestly.

Shuimi'er pushed him hard, pushing him to the wall.

Then she picked up a sofa cushion with a weird expression.

Zhen Lang leaned against the wall, tremblingly, and put on a defensive posture, thinking that the inexplicable furious fairy was going to beat her with a cushion.

Interestingly, Shumier placed the cushion on the floor.

Fear often comes from the unknown.

This kind of silent rivalry scene made Zhen Lang very frightened.

He finally couldn't help it and asked, "Wife, what's going on?"

Shumier spoke quickly: "Don't move, I'll give you great benefits."

Before she finished speaking, she knelt on the cushion, her little head facing her idol's crotch.

What to do?

What's going to do?

Zhen Lang became more and more frightened, this was a situation he had never expected.

Just when he was puzzled, he felt a chill in his lower body, and his shorts and underwear were all faded to his knees.

Could it be that you should use this posture to rub it?

Zhen Lang was not so frightened and felt unspeakable stimulation.

He was embarrassed to look down at Shuimi'er and prepared to welcome the fourth masturbation in his life...

The fourth masturbation that was expected did not appear.

Zhen Lang's body kept trembling, and he experienced something more exciting than masturbation.

That big and erect thing was wrapped in two warm and moist pieces, as if it was held in something...

He opened his eyes and saw that his whole body was completely messy.

Shuimi'er knelt in front of him, performing the legendary mouth movement that cannot be described in detail...

"No, close your eyes! Bah, it's not delicious at all!" Shuimi'er noticed his gaze, blushed and threatened, and complained, then licked the thing mischievously, showing a very naughty expression: "But it seems quite fun..."

So, she sucked and sucked again in a playful posture.

Zhen Lang cooperated very well and closed his eyes, trembling even harder.

In fact, Shumier's skills are not high-end, but seem awkward. But now, what shocks Zhen Lang is not only physically stimulating, but more mentally stimulating.

Imagine the legendary true sect flower, the famous ever-changing fairy in the world, and the second-generation beauty on the ground list, kneeling in front of a boy in a thin and sexy jersey. The first time in her life she showed her shy and young ventriloquism. How exciting is that picture?

What's going on?

Is this world really swollen?

Zhen Lang asked himself in his heart that this happened when he was completely unprepared.

This kind of thing was very sudden, but he didn't feel abrupt, as if there was a destined one day.

At this moment, he remembered a song: Some things didn't have time to think about, and they happened naturally...

[This chapter is not sure whether the shame level exceeds the standard, so it is divided into two parts: upper and lower parts. If you can watch it, please read it as soon as possible]
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