Chapter 252 Heaven

In the evening, Yang Mengmeng put all her clothes in the suitcase. The mother and son of the Murong family still cared about her and stood aside and watched her movements. Murong Qiuwei didn't think it was necessary for her to bring a suitcase at all. Everything in the capital is sold. You just need to pay to go to the major shopping malls and get everything. Murong Qingyun was encouraging Yang Mengmeng to move all the things at home. In the end, she adopted her mother-in-law's opinion. After all, she would not trick herself.

Yang Mengmeng put a few close-fitting clothes into her backpack and is ready to fly tomorrow. I have been 23 years and haven't taken a plane, and my heart is full of expectations. She thought about it. There is no possibility of taking economy class, and business class should not be. First class should be. After all, her mother-in-law will not let herself suffer.

Yang Mengmeng was excited and wanted to know the result one step in advance. She asked with a smile, "Tomorrow, will housekeeper Xu and I take economy class, business class or first class?"

Murong Qiuwei smiled and asked, "Do you want to take economy class, business class or first class?"

Murong Qingyun, who was sitting on the single sofa, said with a smile on his face, "Look at her enjoyment, she must be eager to sit in first class. Little girl can't make money, and she is very good at spending money. Ha ha... In my opinion, flying is a waste. She is such a leisurely woman who should take the hard seat of the train.

"You are so easy to work." Yang Mengmeng pouted and said with a little girl's temper, "What does it matter to you when you talk to your mother? What do you do if you are so talkative? Don't talk, no one treats you as a mute.

"I'm just giving Sister Qiu Wei a reasonable suggestion." Murong Qingyun raised his legs and was not angry at all. He said with a smiling face, "Your princess's disease is getting worse and needs to be properly tempered, otherwise she will forget her original."

"Go to hell, people don't listen to you, a dead guy." Yang Mengmeng walked to Murong Qiuwei's side and took her hand.

Murong Qiuwei shook her head slightly and smiled, "You two enemies, you won't be comfortable if you don't quarrel. Little girl, you don't have to ask anymore. Tomorrow, you will know the result. I'm leaving, but you still have to rest earlier."

Yang Mengmeng sent her out in person, said 'good night' to her, gently closed the door, and then went to the bathroom to wash and get ready to bed. Murong Qingyun saw that she ignored himself, so he went into the bathroom, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her, put his face to his face, and smiled in front of the mirror. The little girl has been used to his dying appearance and continues to brush her teeth and ignore him.

Murong Qingyun's hands will not be honest and swim on her body as usual. Yang Mengmeng moved his body sideways, tilted his head, and brushed his face twice with a foamy toothbrush in his hand. He smiled badly, turned her body around and kissed her lips with toothpaste foam.

Yang Mengmeng held a toothbrush in one hand and patted him with the other. Murong Qingyun couldn't help saying that he grabbed her right hand with his left hand and her left hand with his right hand, and the whole body pressed down on her. She has her back against the washstand, her waist is bent back, her eyes are closed, and she is still taken by him. The taste of toothpaste foam is sweet and bitter, mixed with a little sweetness.

Murong Qingyun's most primitive desire was called out, and the movements of his hands were also increased. Without hesitation, he took off all Yang Mengmeng's trousers. Although she resisted, she seemed symbolically powerless. She couldn't help but say that she was already the target of the arrow. The washstand slowly shook under the vigorous movement of the two, and some skin care products on the stage were waved to the ground by her hands.

After a storm, Murong Qingyun roared in a low voice, ending the fierce "battle". The toothbrush in Yang Mengmeng's hand has already fallen on the ground, and her tongue repeatedly licks some dry lips, and a trace of sweet saliva is secreted from her mouth. Her eyes were a little blurred. She felt a woman's happiest moment. She put her hands around her neck and couldn't help kissing him again.

Murong Qingyun's whole body removed sweat, and the rest was dirty. He was very satisfied. After all, it was the first time for the two to leave the bed and did a perfect combination. In a good mood, he further asked Yang Mengmeng to play with a mandarin duck, but she resolutely refused. He was suddenly slightly frustrated this time and was kicked out by the little girl.

Murong Qingyun standing outside the door soon heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and his mind was full of uncontrollably fantasizing about Yang Mengbing's pure and jade body. He had a bad smile on his face and still said that he was too evil. I still wanted to see the spring inside through the sand grinding glass, but I didn't see anything.

Murong Qingyun, who had nothing to do, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put one in his mouth. As a result, he found that the disposable lighter was breathless. He went to the sofa and sat down and smoked smoke without fire. I was bored and crooked. Who did Yang Mengmeng ask to make out with when he left? Bai Bing is pregnant, which is really inconvenient. Zhou Shiya is still in the United States and will not come back without school. Ye Rou is still in her hometown, and she can't come back without school. Do you really want to spend a few days with your hands? The result of thinking is that the organization should be stronger to avoid such embarrassing things again.

Yang Mengmeng, who finished taking a shower, found out that he didn't forget to urge him to take a shower while blowing his hair. Murong Qingyun is not interested in "self-touching" bathing. After all, she has been washing for many years, but it is still necessary to wash it, so as not to prevent her from going to bed. I promised my two mothers that they would hug the big fat boy at this time next year.

20 minutes later, Murong Qingyun walked out of the bathroom after washing, picked up the hairdryer and blew it on his hair a few times, and it was almost dry. After all, he kept an inch for a long time. Turning around, he saw Yang Mengmeng sitting in ** watching a soap opera. He touched the bed with a bad smile and couldn't wait to get close to her. One time can't meet his needs, so he needs to work overtime.

Before Murong Qingyun went to bed, Yang Mengmeng saw his trivial face and understood that his heart was still bad. I don't know whether it's lucky or bad luck to meet such a man. Every time, he needs her several times to barely be satisfied. Otherwise, it is difficult for him to fall asleep. As his wife, the little girl is powerless. After all, God only gives her such a physique. I really don't want him to raise one, two women outside. It's really cruel.

Yang Mengmeng is already very satisfied and doesn't have the mood to fight again: "Honey, just let him go!" Tomorrow, I have to get up early to take a plane, otherwise I will force myself to work hard to cater to you.

"Don't say it's so tragic, okay?" Murong Qingyun's hands hugged her and said, "It makes me seem to be very evil. It makes me fully feel that I am forcing good women to do what they don't want to do. I really enjoy the right to be a husband, but fulfill the professional responsibility of a pervert.

Yang Mengmeng held his face with both hands and smiled sweetly, "Okay! They know they are sorry for you. Your willpower is strong, so you can put up with it. I have absolute confidence in you."

"I don't have confidence in myself." Murong Qingyun elongated a bitter gourd face and shook his head twice, saying helplessly.

Since Yang Mengmeng doesn't want to, he is really helpless. I'm not afraid of the crime of marriage, but I don't want to hurt her. Once a woman really doesn't need it, she usually reaches the physiological limit. Last night, the two of them turned upside down three times and came again an hour ago. He is so progressive and attentive to him every time that the little girl can always experience the feeling of peak. In this regard, she always feels extremely happy.

"Don't be angry, okay?" Yang Mengmeng snuggled in his arms and apologized, "They will definitely strengthen their physical exercise when they have time and will no longer be greedy. I promise you that you will do what you say.

Murong Qingyun said with a forced smile, "Oy. I will suffer from myself, and I can't suffer from you. It's not easy to be your husband. Objective facts have proved that I can't accept concubines."

Hearing this, Yang Mengmeng was a little unhappy and said, "Are you accusing me?"

"Baby, no. Don't think about it." Murong Qingyun said kind words and said gently, "It's mainly because of me. After all, excellent men are very powerful in that aspect. Strong males in the animal world, especially those leaders or kings, will always have a group of females around him. It shows that this is the way of heaven, and creatures must abide by this law.

"The fallacy is that we are human beings, not animals." Yang Mengmeng flattened her mouth and covered her ears with her hands. She didn't want to listen to him and said, "Don't brainwash others. I don't listen to you. If I don't listen to your perverse principles, I just don't listen. Don't fool and fool others."

Murong Qingyun slowly opened her hands and defended and explained the truth about taking a concubine: "Although there are essential differences between humans and animals, they have many common characteristics. A strong man should have multiple spouses. This is the law of nature.

Yang Mengmeng's face was full of unhappiness. She glanced at him and said sadly and aggrievedly, "I don't want to hear you say these messy theories. They are going to bed! Anyway, you can only love me, and you can only belong to me. In the past, now, and in the future. People can think that you and their affairs have not seen and happened, and they can deceive themselves. However, you must contain my existence in your heart.