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Xiao Yiting was not willing to do it. He hummed and cried out loud, making a sound similar to his mother's. Xia Chun, who was sleeping, immediately opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, and asked sleepily:

"Why are you back?"

"Chongchun, keep sleeping, I'll coax Yiting and tell you later."

Liang Shangjun laughed apologetically, hugged Yiting and wandered around the room. Xia Chun said oh, then lay down and continued to sleep.

"Son, stop crying, give dad some face, dad loves you the most..."

I don’t know if it was given face or it was comfortable to be held around, but Xiao Yiting stopped crying quickly and fell asleep in his father’s warm arms.

It felt that Xiao Yiting was sleeping well, but Liang Shangjun put him in the crib next to him. When he put it down, Xiao Yiting hummed twice again, and gently patted his big palm and gradually fell asleep.

Finally getting his son done, Liang Shangjun smiled proudly, turned to look at the beautiful woman on the spacious bed, and suddenly burst into passion and pounced on her like a big bad wolf.

Xia Chun was sleeping soundly, and her pajamas were suddenly lifted up by someone, and her delicate body fell into a hot chest. Her back skin was pressed against the scorching temperature, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

At the same time, a hard object pressed against her buttocks, rubbed against her delicate buttocks through her soft pants. The familiar numbness instantly drove away her sleepiness. Her heart beat suddenly accelerated, and her body twisted uneasy:

"Well, don't make a fuss, I'm sleepy."

A few days ago, Liang Shangjun was on a business trip and came back in the middle of the night last night. He hugged her for a long time, kissed and touched the ground, but Xia Chun was too sleepy and indifferent, so someone could only endure burning her body to the fire.

Tonight he wanted to have a good relationship with Chunchun, but something happened immediately. It was already late at night when he got home after handling it.

Even so, as soon as his eyes touched her, he could not control the turbulent heat in his heart, and could not control his little gentleman standing upright.

At this time, Rouyu and Wenxiang were full of arms, and his big hands skillfully reached from her armpits to the front and gently twisted them slowly. He felt her body trembling under his palms, and the fire under him was burning wildly, and the hard and hottest wished he could squeeze into the tight petals immediately...

His kiss fell rapidly on the back of her neck, densely packed, accompanied by burning breathing, and with the teasing under his palm, aroused a continuous stream of numbness and craze, as if a fire dragon penetrated into her body and was free to go away in her body.

The sleepiness was gradually expelled by the desires he aroused, and Xia Chun's breathing gradually became messy. The fire in his body continued to spread, and the numbness was unavoidable, and it was finally unbearable. A cry of Xiaohun's moan overflowed from his tight red lips.

"Wife, I want you."

Liang Shangjun dyed a strong whisper and a scorching breath poured into her eardrums. He forced her head and eagerly kissed her soft and sweet lips...

"Yeah, I'm going to sleep..."

Sleep was still struggling for the last struggle. She didn't finish her words, but was blocked by his domineering kiss. His rich breath was driven away not only by her sleepiness, but also occupied her thoughts, controlled her consciousness, filled her breath inch, allowing her to leave with her senses.
Chapter completed!