MTL - The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party-Chapter 347 Ankle Massage

Jiang Xiyao let out a long breath, shook her head, and there was something in her words.

"In your state, I really doubt that after marriage, I will have to give you a few babies."

Fang Zheng became interested when he heard this: "I have to correct this! Few births and eugenics, we have to follow the national policy, one is enough."

"Really? Are you sure?" Jiang Xiyao looked curious.

Fang Zheng immediately added: "At most two."

The Audi car was parked downstairs in the community, because there was no one downstairs in the community at eleven o'clock.

So Fang Zheng got out of the car and took Jiang Xiyao out of the co-pilot.

Startled the big beauty Jiang, she quickly shrank in his arms: "What are you doing, husband?!"

"It's not because your feet are tired, so you can save some distance."

Jiang Xiyao wrapped Fang Zheng's neck with her hand, looked at him and said, "But I have to go up the stairs later."

"You can't hold it when you go up the stairs? Your weight won't affect me going up the stairs."

Jiang Xiyao blushed slightly: "What if someone sees it?"

Fangzheng said, "You can see it when you see it. Why don't you want me to hug you? Why don't I put you down?"

Before Jiang Xiyao finished speaking, she suddenly felt that Fangzheng was really putting herself down, and her body tilted slightly, she quickly grabbed Fangzheng's neck and said coquettishly:

"Don't! Don't let it go, I want you to hold it."

Jiang Xiyao's voice was very soft, she bit her lower lip and leaned her head against Fang Zheng's arms.

Jiang Xiyao: "Then you take out my other high heels first and I'll put them on."

Just now, Jiang Xiyao had a pain in her ankle in the car, and she simply took off her high heels. Now, when she stopped, she was not wearing shoes, and Fang Zheng opened the co-pilot and carried her out.

So at this time, Jiang Xiyao was still wearing shoes on one foot, and only black silk on one foot and nothing.

When Fangzheng heard Jiang Xiyao's words, not only did he not take out the high-heeled shoe from the car, but he took off the one left on Jiang Xiyao's feet and threw it into the car together.

Jiang Xiyao blushed a little when she saw it.

Fangzheng said: "Just put these high heels in the car, we'll talk about it tomorrow, let's go home!"

Fang Zheng walked downstairs step by step with Jiang Xiyao in his arms.

Open the door of the community and walk up the stairs to the door of the house on the third floor.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and no other householder opened the door and saw the ambiguous scene between the two. Otherwise, the president, Jiang Xiyao, would have been embarrassed to death.

After arriving home, Jiang Xiyao was completely free.

Fang Zheng put her down.

The woman wore black silk feet and stepped on the ground. After kissing Fang Zheng, she hurriedly went to the bedroom to change into pajamas, and also took out Fang Zheng's pajamas.

Jiang Xiyao went to the bathroom first, adjusted the temperature, and waited for a little fog before shouting Fang Zheng.

"Husband, come take a shower!"

Fang Zheng hummed, threw their clothes into the washing machine, and replied, "Come on!"

Soon after, the figures of a man and a woman were looming in the hazy mist. The most intuitive feeling of having a girlfriend Fangzheng is that someone can rub his back in the shower.

There is also a comfortable head massage.

Jiang Damei has lived such a long life, but she has never served men very much, but after getting along with Fang, she really made a lot of money.

When I was at work, I took advantage of the rest time to learn a lot of small details on the Internet, which seemed useless, but actually promoted the couple's life.

After taking a shower, Fang Zheng came out of the bathroom with Jiang Xiyao in his arms. The woman was only covered with a white bath towel.

Back in the bedroom, the cold air of the air conditioner is turned on.

Jiang Xiyao leaned on the head of the bed, her white and slender thighs even more charming under the weak light of the lamp.

Fang Zheng sat on the bed and gently rubbed Jiang Xiyao's ankles and calves with his hands.

"Tell me if it hurts anywhere."

Jiang Xiyao, whose face was red, nodded her head pecking at the rice, looking at Fang Zheng's serious look.

Suddenly the woman hissed and said, "Pain~"

Fang Zheng didn't use much force all the time, but when he touched a certain point on his ankle, Jiang Xiyao would still cry out in pain.

Fang Zheng gently touched the point of the ankle with his hand: "Does it hurt here?"

Jiang Xiyao endured the pain and snorted: "Did you wear high heels to fray your skin?"

Fangzheng glanced at it: "No, but it looks a little red, because I have been walking too much in the past two days. Then I will avoid this place and rub your calf for you to relax."

Jiang Xiyao felt the strength of Fangzheng's fingers on his calf, looked at Fangzheng with a smile, and said softly, "Husband, you are so kind to me."

She stretched out her hand and pulled Fang Zheng's sturdy arm: "Don't press, I want to hug."

The two hugged each other, and Fangzheng pulled Xia Liang, who was on the bed, behind Jiang Xiyao.

The two of them have nothing on their bodies at the moment, so they feel each other from the closest distance, feel each other's body fragrance, temperature, breath, and heartbeat.

Half of Jiang Xiyao's chin was blocked by Fangzheng's shoulders, and only two eyes leaked from the shoulders: "Husband, I really like the rose petals that Xiaomi just said, and I want them in the future."

Fang Zheng touched Jiang Xiyao's long curly hair: "Envy?"

Jiang Xiyao blushed and said, "I'm so envious, what should I do with my husband?"

Fangzheng thought for a while: "Well, I'll ask someone to count the days in a few days. How about we get married early next year? It's less than three months from now~www.novelbuddy.com~ As for the rose petals, I'll have it delivered tomorrow morning, and let you experience it at home first."

Jiang Xiyao burst into laughter, then she sat up straight and stared at Fang Zheng's face:

"You can get married early, but don't experience roses early. If you experience them early, you won't have that feeling."

Fang Zheng touched Jiang Xiyao's jade-like face with his hand: "Xiyao, tell the truth, have you ever regretted it after getting along with me?"

Jiang Xiyao shook her head: "Never, what about you? Do you regret marrying a wife? There are so many women who like you, but they chose me in the end."

Fangzheng: "Of course I don't."

Jiang Xiyao asked with a smile, "Really?"

"One of you can stand up to many. Except for this busy month recently, I have a set of clothes the night before. I feel like I am changing my wife every night."

Jiang Xiyao cut it out: "You are so beautiful! If you change to other clothes, your wife is still me. Her name is Jiang Xiyao, and there will be no second name."

The woman kissed it, and then the lamp was turned off, another sleepless night.

.....

Today is Saturday.

In a certain villa, the plump Yan Qingya woke up from her pink bedroom.

Looking at the phone, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

Yan Qingya dragged the long sheep's voice in her throat, lay on the bed, and then squinted for a while and then growled with hunger: "I'm hungry! Is there anyone!"

As soon as Yan Qingya finished shouting, the maid downstairs went to the kitchen and came to the second floor with the breakfast that had been prepared for a long time.

The maid knocked on the door: "Miss, are you hungry? If you are hungry, I will bring you food."

Yan Qingya opened her eyes, unlocked the bedroom lock with her mobile phone, and glanced at the door: "Come in!"