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Zhang Yuan smiled and was proficient in cutting vegetables and stir-frying vegetables, while Luo Yingxue was still so clumsy, but she didn't get it. The two occasionally looked up and looked at each other without talking, but just smiling. This silent communication has lasted for some days, and they are used to each other's existence.
Zhang Yuan admires Luo Yingxue very much. She lifts everything lightly and turns the large vegetable land into a golden mountain, but she still lives an orderly life. Everything is so calm. He is not as much money there, but she is as busy as a dead dog. Although she can go home and cook for his wife normally, she is actually very leisurely. .
On this point, Zhang Yuan feels that Luo Yingxue is worth learning by himself, but the learning method he wants must be taught hand in hand and dictate in person.
"Husband."
"Husband."
Zhang Yuan was conceive while choosing dishes. The two little wives didn't know when they would come back. They hugged him one by one. Baden kissed him in the face. He kissed them back and turned into a hot kiss. After the kiss, they blushed and went to change their clothes.
The house was very warm and uncomfortable to wear too much. An Yajing and Gan Tingting both changed into comfortable home clothes and stepped on Zhang Yuan's apron with small slippers. Next, they kissed him and asked him to do his own business. They came to cook.
An Yajing and Gan Tingting are standard good wives and mothers. Although they are not old, they sometimes look like two children, but in fact they are very mature. This not only refers to physically, but also refers to psychologically. Sometimes they are more calm than Zhang Yuan, and at the same time, they are more considerate to take care of his precious husband.
Girls are always mature earlier than boys, especially for An Yajing and Gan Tingting, who have grown up in such a special environment and have changed from girls to little women. I'm afraid Zhang Yuan can't fully understand their maturity.
There are women outside Zhang Yuan. An Yajing and Gan Tingting know that although they have only met Li Anran and Liu Xi, and their impression is quite good, and they are relatively close to each other, I believe that those who have never met can't be wrong. They must be beautiful. They have always had a vision of their husbands. Blind self-confidence.
If Zhang Yuan finds a woman of poor quality, it will be an insult to An Yajing and Gan Tingting!
An Yajing and Gan Tingting actually don't like Zhang Yuan's women outside. Li Anran may be able to accept it, but more of them are a little tasteful and unpleasant. However, thinking of her husband's boundless energy and almost beast-like fierce ability, he also understands that if he doesn't find more women, he may You will get sick.
To love a person, you need to love all of a person. Zhang Yuan's shortcomings are not good, but they can't let him change it. It's not a psychological problem, but a physiological matter. It can only be said that this is God's will.
There are no perfect things in the world. An Yajing and Gan Tingting have thought about it. As long as Zhang Yuan is good to them, they don't care about other things, and they have to treat him better. After all, it's really not easy for him. It's very tiring to be a man, especially a playful and responsible man like him, which is more tiring. !
No matter how close a couple or relatives are, there is an oasis in their hearts that they don't want to be touched. There are some things that can be done but can't be said. Zhang Yuan understands the thoughts of An Yajing and Gan Tingting in his heart, but they never break it. They just know how to be grateful and treat their two precious hearts well. Live a happy and sweet life together.
Occasionally, Zhang Yuan will also want to bring Li Anran and Ye Xianglu home and sleep together with the two babies, but for the time being, he can only think about it. As for other women, he has never treated them equally.
In Zhang Yuan's heart, the most important thing is An Yajing, Gan Tingting, Li Anran and Ye Xianglu Mengyu, followed by Yu Chunchun, followed by Lin Su Zhangmei and Ye Piaoping, and finally Song Shijing.
At night, Zhang Yuan was writing and chatting with Meng Yu. Suddenly, he heard a slight inhalation and a suppressed hum, which was An Yajing's voice.
Zhang Yuan walked into the bedroom, took An Yajing out of the quilt and washed herself in the bathroom. Her good friend has just arrived. This is a habitual dysmenorrhea. Zhang Yuan has used his anger to help her cure it, but this needs to be done slowly and can't be rushed.
Although Zhang Yuan has superhuman ability, his ability is not medical skills, and he can't solve everything easily.
"Husband, you are so kind." An Ya lay quietly in Zhang Yuan's arms and gently massaged his lower abdomen. The hot and soft palm made her feel very comfortable.
Zhang Yuan took An Yajing to this bedroom for fear of affecting Gan Tingting's rest and massaging his wife's stomach. This is a very enjoyable thing, although for many men, this is a very boring thing.
Of course, if every man has such a beautiful and lovely wife as An Yajing, he will probably think it is a kind of enjoyment.
However, Zhang Yuan had been so good to An Yajing when she was not as beautiful as she is now. She took good care of her and seemed to be soaked in a honeypot. Today, her kindness to him is actually a repeat of his kindness to her yesterday, not for no reason.
There is no hatred or love for no reason in the world. Zhang Yuan can love An Yajing so deeply because he has always been deeply infatuated with her.
Love does not pay attention to fairness and injustice, but love actually reflects fairness the most.
Zhang Yuan gently stroked An Yajing's beautiful body, massaged her body in an orderly manner, kissed her chubby little mouth, and said with a smile, "Silly girl, that's all right. Am I not your husband? I can't even do this. What else can I do? Honey, are you more comfortable?
An Yajing smiled and nodded. At the same time, a pair of snow lotus-like jade arms wrapped around his neck, kissed his lips, and looked at him infatuatedly and said, "Husband, you are really the best husband in the world. I love you, husband. "Well."
An Yajing's affectionate words made Zhang Yuan very impulsive, and the two were entangled enthusiastically. Although the girl came, she could get endless happiness in another intimate way she was used to. Gan Tingting woke up An Yajing's uncontrollable scream and came to beat An Yajing twice with dissatisfaction. Fart has also joined the ranks of happiness, and the spring in the bedroom is infinitely wonderful.
Zhang Yuan fed An Yajing and Gan Tingting to sleep, continued to write, apologized carefully for the dream that had been ignored for a long time, agreed to a series of small requests, and finally coaxed her to go to bed. Before leaving, she stimulated him for a while, making him take a cold bath before calm down. .
The firepower is too strong, and sometimes it is actually a very annoying thing.
After breakfast, An Yajing said, "Honey, my aunt is not feeling well these days, but I can't see what's going on. Go and give her a massage. She always feels cold. I feel that your massage must work."
Gan Tingting also said, "Honey, I also think your massage works. Ningning and I feel comfortable every time I massage you with dysmenorrhea, especially when it feels warm and dry, which is very magical."
Zhang Yuan shook his head and said, "Whether the effect is good or not, the key is that there is a difference between men and women. My aunt doesn't have a good impression of me. I don't want to give her a worse impression."
"Who said that my aunt has a bad impression of you? She has a good impression of you. The only thing she is dissatisfied with is that you are careless, but compared with your talent and ability, my aunt feels that your shortcomings can be ignored, and I have to cherish them." An Yajing refuted Zhang Yuan and explained for her aunt Zhu Fangyou.
"I'm not afraid of the shadow slanting, and my aunt is not afraid. What are you afraid of as a big man?" Gan Tingting and Zhu Fangyou have a good relationship and call her aunt like An Yajing. In fact, it seems that she should not be called that, but no one will correct her. Just be close.
Zhang Yuan nodded helplessly and sighed, "Okay, but if something happens, don't blame me!" He thought that if he massaged the beautiful aunt, he would go to hell if nothing happened. He was not Liu Xiahui, nor was she a stone girl.
"What do you want to happen to your little aunt?" Gan Tingting stared at her watery beautiful eyes and gritted her little white teeth to ask someone.
An Yajing pulled Gan Tingting and said half-truthly, "It doesn't matter what happens. As long as my aunt can get better, everyone will be grateful to you. You don't know how worried we are about her!"
The meaning of this sentence is so rich that it makes Zhang Yuan's heart jump. The hazy idea made him a little unbelievable. It felt that it was really incredible and unbelievable!
That kind of thing should only happen in unhealthy novels, not in real life.
When reality becomes extremely absurd, reality becomes less credible. Zhang Yuan suspected that he would be wrong, so when he went to Zhu Fangyou in the military district compound at the foot of Xiangshan, he did not dare to have a messy mind. He wanted to relieve his aunt's pain and massage him.
Zhu Fangyou sat on the balcony in a white dress and frowned at the scenery outside the window. Xiangshan is right in front of us. Although Xiangshan is covered by white snow, although it does not have the amazing red leaves, it has a different elegant beauty.
Zhang Yuan has the key here. An Yajing's parents are not at home all year round. Only Zhu Fangyou and Ye Xingmeng are here. Now that the school has not had a holiday, Zhu Fangyou is the only one at home. Ye Xingmeng will not come back until night, which looks a little lonely.
However, Zhu Fangyou is relatively indifferent and likes a clean life, which is also conducive to her painting.
The room was very warm. Zhu Fangyou stepped on the carpet barefoot. Her skirt was very thin and illuminated by the sun. Zhang Yuan could clearly see her delicate body in her white skirt. She was wearing white underwear, which was very thin and sexy, with a faint flesh color, which was very attractive.
Zhang Yuan sat gently on the carpet beside her and looked at her painting. Zhu Fangyou did not pay attention to him and focused on painting Xiangshan after the snow. In her eyes, there were only paintings and scenery at this moment, and the rest were not in her mind.
Zhang Yuan doesn't know much about painting. Although his hand-painting ability is very strong, it is a different direction and field, and there is not much in common.
However, even if Zhang Yuan doesn't know how to draw, he can feel that the Xiangshan written by Zhu Fangyou is more shocking than the real scene in front of him, and there is an unspeakable ethereal and ethereal. Light sadness!
"You are too obsessed with the past, auntie." Zhang Yuan suddenly said, Zhu Fang paused, then drew it, and said lightly, "If people can't even stick to themselves in the past, is it equivalent to denying the value of their past existence?"
"Is your past value created by a man? I think your brush is the embodiment of your greatest value. Zhang Yuan didn't want to uncover Zhu Fangyou's scar, but he always felt that it was not good to go on like this. It always kept her in her heart. On the contrary, it was better to say it.
After painting the last stroke, Zhu Fangyou found that the last few strokes had destroyed the previous artistic conception. She immediately frowned and made up a few strokes. Instead, she felt even worse, so she angrily hit several big red forks on the painting and sentenced the painting to death.
Zhang Yuan knew that Zhu Fangyou hated being disturbed when she was painting. She sentenced the death penalty for painting, and it was estimated that she would get angry with him. He was ready for this.
"What's wrong with you? If you have nothing to do, go back." Zhu Fangyou is really angry. Although she can't curse, she speaks very harshly when she has a bad temper and looks a little murderous. Maybe this is her true nature. After all, she is a daughter.
Zhang Yuan stood up and said, "I'm here to massage my aunt. Go and take a shower."
His unquestionable tone made Zhu Fangyou very annoying and said, "No, you go, hurry up." She has fallen into the eve of her anger.
Zhang Yuan picked her up, regardless of her scratching and biting, took her to the bathroom, opened the water and rushed her up. She struggled more and more like an angry lion.
Zhang Yuankaka tore off her skirt and underwear twice, allowing her to struggle to bite, and his hot hand seriously bathed her. At the same time, he also cooperated with some massage techniques for An Yajing and Gan Tingting.
Zhang Yuan's big hand, which was so hot and soft, hummed Zhu Fangyou a few times, and the struggle became very weak. If it hadn't been for his small waist, she would have been paralyzed there now.
Zhu Fangyou gave a man this for the first time. Her mature body was not controlled by her reason, and she had made his magical hand full of desire, extremely excited, and had a very shameful reaction.
She gradually calmed down. Her little hands changed from twisting to hugging and touching, and his clothes were also taken off. The two hugged each other intimately and felt the beauty of each other's bodies. She suddenly found that his breath was charming and his hug was very secure.
However, in the end, the two did not have that kind of relationship. Zhang Yuan just took a bath for her very seriously, massaged her very seriously, and helped her get the happiness that a woman deserved, but not with that, but with his hands and mouth, which was quite a very tiring thing.