Chapter 219 I still want to sleep

Just now, the sky was white. Yang Mengmeng woke up, pinched Murong Qingyun's nose, and woke him up from his sleep in a sweet soft voice. He looked at her sleepily with a sweet smile, then closed his eyes again, turned over, pulled the quilt, and was ready to continue to play chess with Zhou Gong.

She was her predecessor attached to his back, with her hands around him, and her mouth was blowing towards his ears. Murong Qingyun ignored him and mumbled twice to continue sleeping. Yang Mengmeng was determined not to let him sleep, so he definitely couldn't sleep peacefully. She lay on him, first sucked his earlobe, and slowly turned into a light bite to his ear.

Murong Qingyun, who couldn't continue to sleep, closed his eyes and said with the idea of sending her away, "What's the matter with you? Tell me!"

Yang Mengmeng said with a smile, "Honey, on the first day of the Chinese New Year, should you give them New Year's money?"

Murong Qingyun thought that he came early to ask for money. He really owed you in his previous life and insisted on collecting debts in this world. I think I can think so, but I can't say it, so as not to make trouble for the little girl. At that time, he couldn't sleep even more, which easily prompted the two to quarrel. The result of this is only one, becoming more and more sober.

"Yeah, I should give it to you when I wake up, or you can get it directly in my wallet." Murong Qingyun said calmly.

"How much are you going to give?" Yang Mengmeng's face, which recondened into the quilt, was full of expectation.

Murong Qingyun's head has some drowsy feelings, but he is not confused. He knew in his heart that if she said less, she would definitely be entangled. If she wants to talk too much, she will definitely say, dage. He felt very wronged. After all, she is like a young lady from a rich family, and she has never planned to spend money. I am more like an ordinary child, and one yuan can be divided into two times.

"I'll give you as much as you want?" Murong Qingyun added lightly, "After all, you are my favorite woman."

Yang Mengmeng was a little happy in her heart, but her expression showed a cold look and said, "There is no sincerity at all. So is there a reason to give New Year's money? It fully shows that there is no one in your heart who is so kind to you. I'm angry and ignore you! You are a heartless bad guy."

As she spoke, she pretended to turn over and pulled the quilt hard a few times. Murong Qingyun showed no sign of coaxing her. After all, he was thinking about sleeping. If you move next door to sleep again, it will feel unlucky. On the first day of the New Year, there will be a phenomenon of avoidance, which means that you are strict with your wife.

Yang Mengmeng, who waited for two minutes, noticed that Murong Qingyun had no movement at all. He bit his lower lip and turned over again with his eyes half closed. If you think that you can't attack, then you can only take it wisely. She knows that you can't be unhappy on the first day of the Chinese New Year, otherwise it won't go well all year. In order to get his head, he can only use the art of seduction.

"Honey, why do you suddenly feel that your chest is stuffy, as if you can't breathe?" Yang Mengmeng said angrily, "You are here to check other people's chest!" When you were young, didn't you like to play games with doctors and patients? This time, you will be a doctor and I will be your patient.

"You must have eaten too much last night and didn't digest it. In the future, you need to pay attention to eating less and exercising more. Murong Qingyun said vaguely, "Otherwise, it will be caused by the quilt covering your nose and not breathing smoothly. After the diagnosis, go to bed."

Yang Mengmeng saw that he did not move his body, but still his buttocks to himself. He continued to seduce him very patiently: "It's so cold. It's really cold. It's cold in winter. It will definitely be warm when two people hug each other. Honey, they want you to give me a hug."

"If you feel cold, just get up and turn on the air conditioner." Murong Qingyun completely showed the meaning of not being confused.

Yang Mengmeng saw that one plan failed or failed. She did not lose the little girl's temper and was willing to rely on her temper to grind with him. She didn't believe that she couldn't seduce him. He is a beautiful woman, and he is so lustful that he will definitely be able to ** him. After she caught his appetite, she recounted him again and retaliated for his neglect of herself just now. She made up her mind to spoof him, hoping that her relationship would go well in the coming year.

Yang Mengmeng took off her pajamas and threw them on Murong Qingyun's head. She put her bare body on his back and deliberately rubbed him with the two white rabbits on her chest, and her sexy legs wrapped around his legs like vines. It was the first time in my life that I dared to seduce him so much. She suddenly felt that it was not what the good family had done. However, Yang Mengmeng comforts her heart and is the joy of the boudoir between husband and wife.

Murong Qingyun reached out and touched the silky nightdress, his nose asked for a faint body fragrance, and his body felt Yang Mengmeng's body temperature and heartbeat. He slowly opened his eyes, saw the pink silk nightdress in his hand, and had no choice but to put it next to the pillow. She finally turned over and saw her autumn water eyes with red cheeks and girlish shyness. Murong Qingyun's first reaction was not to ripple his heart, but to wonder what she wanted to do?

"Husband, are you beautiful? Is it cute? Gentle? Is it sexy? ..." Yang Mengmeng asked a series of questions.

Murong Qingyun stared at her spring eyes, lowered her head hard and praised, "Well, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. A gentle, kind and understanding woman.

Yang Mengmeng smiled with satisfaction and hugged him with both hands, so the two's breasts were close together. Murong Qingyun's hands naturally responded to her enthusiastic and fiery movements. She slowly closed her eyes and quietly waited for his gentle kiss. If he had been on horse as usual, he would have had to fight with her for several rounds.

He couldn't lift his spirits anyway and felt that the beauty in his arms was like holding himself. I wonder if the two have slept together for too long and no longer have that kind of feeling between men and women? Murong Qingyun felt so strange. Obviously, it should be a time of vitality. Why didn't he react at all?

"What are you waiting for?" Yang Mengmeng suddenly had some impatient urging.

Murong Qingyun thought left and right and made a very difficult decision: "Oh... don't toss around. I still want to sleep."