The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

When he was about to fall asleep, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a series of steps came in, but the lights were not turned on.

Soon, the sound of Sosuo **** broke into An Xiaolim's ears, and he returned.

Jin Qingyan lay beside her, hugging her from behind, burying her head in her neck, An Xiaomen's breathing accelerated, and she could no longer sleep soundly, and turned over.

"How come back so late?"

"The company has a bit of a tough problem to deal with. It's all settled. I won't go to work tomorrow. We can have a good night's sleep."

The last three words were particularly heavy.

An Xiaomen didn't say anything, her head was forced to rest on his arm, his face was against his chest, and she could almost hear the heartbeat.

The two hugged each other tightly.

The pajamas and trousers that were originally worn were quickly thrown out of the quilt, naked and close to the other side.

Jin Qingyan whispered a smile, "There is no harassment of small milk bags at night, it just feels very comfortable."

"I was supposed to sleep with us tonight, I didn't let it."

He reached out and squeezed her nose. "That's right."

"I'm just afraid that you two will be upset again in the evening and no one will sleep well."

He pecked her, then kissed her lips deeply.

Just kissing, he hugged her and stopped.

"You're tired today, and I'll take care of you tomorrow."

"Ang, if you come every day, you will die out sooner or later."

"No way, who makes you so attractive, every time as long as I am with you, I want to ..." He turned his voice and did not continue.

"What do you want?"

Jin Qingyan got to her ear and said gently, "Shang / you."

This love story was simple and rude, and An Xiaolim twisted her body.

"Is it that serious?"

"You know, if a man loves a woman, he can't wait to die on her."

An Xiaomen disagreed, "There is also love to give."

"Every effort I have paid for, I know that Gu Beicheng likes you. In fact, don't look at him seriously. Men know men best. He must have imagined being with you."

"I don't have fantasies, you know?"

"Say, men know men best."

Jin Qing smirked and nodded her nose. "I have planted it in your life."

"What? You don't want to?" An Xiaomen raised his chin.

"Of course you are willing, I am satisfied with your man, and I want to be with you every minute."

An Xiaomen wrapped around his neck and lay in his arms. "Me too. Whoever dares to break our ideas for us, we must work together to eliminate him."

"Observe, wife."

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In the morning, An Youqing got up at 6:30. He put on his clothes and a schoolbag and prepared to go downstairs. He passed by the door of his parents' bedroom and suddenly heard strange conversations between his parents.

such as.

Dad said: I love you

Mom said: I love you too

Dad said: Where do you love me?

Mom said: I love you everywhere

Dad said: Then do you want to be with me all my life?

Mom said: Actually I want to marry you

Dad said: I also want to marry you, but I have children.

Mom said: That's unfortunate, I have children too.

Dad said: But what can I do, and I can't let the child get back into the stomach.

Mom said: That is to say, it is really a problem.

...

...

An Youqing really couldn't listen to the door, took out the spare key, and found that the two were still having a strange conversation, opened the door directly, reached into the bed and looked at the two of them, "Daddy, Mummy, you two Stop playing, it's time to get up. "

"Don't worry about us, let Uncle Shixin send you three to school. Today, Dad doesn't need to go to work.

An Youqing exhaled a long breath, "This society is so unfair. I have to go to school at such a young age. You are so old but you don't have to go to work. It doesn't make sense."

"Son, I'm your father. How can you say I'm old?"

"if not."

"You should say Dad is young."

An Youqing decided to turn around and leave, and sent him a sentence, "Are I young?"

"..."

After dinner, the three little boys were escorted to school by Fan Shixin.

Upon entering the school gate, a soft girl voice shouted, "You Qing."

"Yueyue." An Youqing smiled narrowly and walked towards Wen Yueyue carrying her schoolbag.

Long Xiaoxi tugged Long Wenlun's clothes. "Brother, who is that?"

"It's Youqing's table."

Long Xiaoxi swaggered, "I want to be at the same table as Brother Youqing."

"That's impossible. You are a small class, we are a large class, and there is a middle class, unless you study hard. When you go to elementary school, you skip grades. Then we all go to first grade. You two can be at the same table. That's fine. "

Long Xiaoxi stomped. "Ah, it's complicated to think about."

"Okay, I'm in the class."

"Brother." Long Xiaoxi stepped forward and held him again and again, "when will mom and dad come back?"

"I don't know, it should be soon."

"Um." Long Xiaoxi dropped his hand and walked towards his class door.

She was a little sullen, and her dearest brother, Youqing, laughed so happily at his table.

Sitting on the seat, Long Xiaoxi was lying on the table, because the stool was high, she sat there, her two feet couldn't touch the ground.

Just like that, both legs were swaying.

The small class is different from the large class, and it is relatively free. In the first class, the teacher taught the manual class. After doing well, Long Xiaoxi ran away from the back door while the teacher didn't notice.

She walked down the stairs to Daban's window. She was too low to be bruised, but she couldn't see the window.

The back door was still locked, and she had to lie on the back door to look inside.

Just to be able to see An Youqing.

Long Xiaoxi stomped on his toes and found his young brother Qingqing talking and laughing at the same table.

She stood for a long time, finally turned around and returned to her classroom.

This morning, Long Xiaoxi didn't take the class seriously.

At school, she stood by the gate of the school and waited for them.

When An Youqing came to her and waved goodbye to the same table, she was a little angry.

"Brother Youqing."

"Huh? What's wrong, Konishi?"

"What's your name at the same table?" Long Xiaoxi asked with a smile.

"Call Yuezhang."

"Wow, the name sounds nice and looks good."

An Youqing nodded. "I think so."

Long Xiaoxi's face turned sunny and cloudy instantly. "Then do you think she looks good or I look good?"

"This ..." An Youqing was embarrassed. In his opinion, they all looked good.

"Quick answer me."

"Of course ... Yueyue looks better."

Long Xiaoxi's eyes widened and his face wrinkled into a bun. "Hmm, I'll never care about my brother again!"

Watching her run away, An Youqing shouted, "I'm talking about fun."