In the past year, Su Zijin and Mu Zhen have had sex very few times, because every time the two of them are about to go or are in progress, Xiao Qibao's crying will come.

Otherwise, Mu Zhen would not have been so dissatisfied with Gu Qiuqibao that he wanted to carry Xiaoqibao to Qingyuan, just to have a happy life with Su Zijin. Of course, the memory that time was not very beautiful. Because Mu Zhen did not have the previous memory, that time was equivalent to the first time for him. Although the durability of the man was quite different from the real first, he was always frivolous in his movements, and he was not as easy as before he lost his memory.

After Su Zijin said such words, she was actually a little annoyed. She didn't know if she was so angry that she came up with such a bad idea.

Seeing Mu Zhen's eyes wide, her shyness faded a lot. She leaned into Mu Zhen's ear and bit his ear lightly, "Leave it to me, huh?"

Mu Zhen: "..."

Hold.

My wife is so capable!

You can dominate it yourself!

become!

Anyway, he is the one who benefits!

While Mu Zhen gritted his teeth after his amnesia, he looked "shy" on his face.

Mu Zhen's ears are getting redder and redder.

Su Zijin was actually a little confused, because except for the fact that this man was really shy toward him when he had just lost his memory, he then let himself go more and more. Could it be that because she said she would leave it to her, Mu Zhen was shy?

Is this the difference between a boy and an old driver?

The more Su Zijin thought about it, the more she felt that the "teenager" Mu Zhen was so cute.

She kissed his ears along the back of his ears, kissed his face, and downwards, kissed his Adam's apple.

Mu Zhen's body couldn't help but tremble.

Whether it is Mu Zhen before the amnesia or Mu Zhen after the memory is restored, it has not been tangled with his wife for a long time, and his body is so sensitive that it cannot do it.

If he doesn’t move at this time, he will be a wooden man by stepping on the horse!

Mu Zhen's hand slid into Su Zijin's silk pajamas.

"Don't move."

Su Zijin pulled Mu Zhen's hand out of his clothes, and at the same time, he took out Xiao Qibao's handkerchief from under the pillow at the head of the bed, tied Mu Zhen's hands, and tied a bow on his wrist.

With the skills of Muzhen's special combat soldiers, it's no problem to untie the knot, let alone just a bow.

"Don't untie it, okay? At least, not now."

Just as Mu Zhen subconsciously was about to break free from the handkerchief, Su Zijin held his hands, and she bent down and kissed his trapped wrist. The tip of her tongue licked the back of his hand, as if it was a kind of comfort and comfort.

grass!

Is it so big to play?!

Su Zijin spoke, let alone just not untie the handkerchief, even if she wanted Mu Zhen to give her life, Mu Zhen would not blink.

The pink handkerchief was trapped on Mu Zhen's wrist. No matter how you look, it was a bit funny, Su Zijin felt inexplicably excited. It was definitely not because she had a tendency to abuse her, but maybe just because this person was Mu Zhen.

Su Zijin stood up, and with her green hands, she came to Mu Zhen's collar, one by one, one by one, one by one…

The buttons of Mu Zhen’s pajamas were unbuttoned one by one.

Because his hands were tied up, his pajamas could only be taken off to his arms. This posture is actually extremely passive and humiliating for men, especially for Mu Zhen, who dominated everything.

At this moment, if it was replaced by another person, Mu Zhen would never give the other party such a chance.

However, because the person opposite him was his little rose, Mu Zhen not only did not feel any humiliation, but instead felt an indescribable excitement. His body was clamoring, trying to regain the initiative, but he was really curious about what Xiao rose would do next and what extent could it be.

I can't wait to regain the two contradictory and hot emotions of taking the initiative and strongly looking forward to my wife's next move, and they are tearing and fighting back and forth in Mu Zhen's heart.

The kiss fell on Mu Zhen's shoulder, on the collarbone, gently bitten, tear it with the tip of his teeth, and sucked with his lips.

Mu Zhen gasped.

After trampling on the horse, has his wife gone to somewhere to study in more than a year of memory?!

Of course, while recovering his memory, Mu Zhen did not lose his memory for more than a year. He knew very well that the two of them had not been frequent in love over the past year. Mu Zhen couldn't help but wonder whether he was too proactive before and did not give his wife room to play?

Mu Zhen’s figure is undoubtedly perfect, thin and strong, and every texture on his body is so appropriate.

If Mu Zhen was just an ordinary businessman, even an ordinary white-collar worker, then his important figure and his face would undoubtedly be God's most perfect masterpiece.

However, he is a soldier.

There are too many wounds of all sizes and crisscrossing in his body.

Su Zijin kissed every wound on his body one by one, and Mu Zhen's body trembled uncontrollably.

Su Zijin leaned down and came to his waist.

When I realized what Su Zijin was going to do, Mu Zhen's voice was hoarse, "Little Rose, don't..."

He instinctively wanted to stop Su Zijin's movements, and then he remembered that his hands were still tied.

Mu Zhen struggled, desperately trying to regain the initiative, but was stopped by Su Zijin again. She raised her eyes, her eyes were charming and seductive, "Don't move, you will like it."

It was early spring, the indoor temperature was pleasant and there was no air conditioning in the room.

Mu Zhen felt unprecedented heat in his body. The crazy beast in his body shouted, almost driven crazy by such sweet torture.

"Um!"

Mu Zhen's eyes were red and he made a muffled sound.

"Little Rose~"

Mu Zhen's breath was completely chaotic, his breathing turned thicker again, and his voice was hoarse.

The cheeks are a little sore.

Su Zijin was choked and turned around and coughed.

"Sorry, sorry, baby, are you okay?"

Hearing Su Zijin's cough, Mu Zhen suddenly woke up from the surging love valley.

Without caring about it, he quickly liberated his hands from the bow-tie handkerchief, gently stroked Su Zijin's back, and quickly poured Su Zijin a glass of water from the thermos next to him, "Come on, baby, rinse your mouth."

Su Zijin rinsed his mouth and drank several more sips of water.

Mu Zhen held the person in his arms, "Is it better?"

Su Zijin's eyes were red at the ends and her eyelashes were a little wet. She nodded.

On weekdays, Su Zijin's eyes are cold, just like the clear moon on the sea. However, when those eyes are dyed with love, they are like apricot blossoms blooming in early spring, instantly dyed with a bright charm.

Mu Zhenqing couldn't help but kiss Su Zijin's end of his eyes.

Su Zijin's body was placed on the bed.

Mu Zhen's kiss fell on Su Zijin's forehead, nose and lips. He took off her pajamas.

Su Zijin grabbed Mu Zhen's wrist with one hand.

With Mu Zhen's puzzled and patient gaze, Su Zijin took action, unbuttoning the buttons on his body one by one.

We actually have to "take the initiative" to the end!

Mu Zhen's eyes were breathing fire.

Su Zijin hooked Mu Zhen's neck and pulled him down. Then, as Mu Zhen leaned down, he turned over and sat on Mu Zhen's body.

The kingsize bed shaking slowly first, and then the speed became more and more frequent and the intervals became shorter and shorter.

The night outside the window is beautiful, until the morning light is revealed in the sky, the bed that has slowly returned to a standstill after a night of "squeaking".

...

“Wow—Wow—Wow—”

The crisp crying sounds seemed to come from a distant place.

Hearing the baby's crying, Mu Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, but his brain could not react for a while, and even failed to connect the crying with Xiao Qibao.

Mu Zhen's brain is still empty.

Next to him, Su Zijin had already sat up.

Su Zijin's body was sore and swollen, as if she had been standing for three days and three nights of surgery.

Su Zijin, who was asleep just dawn, was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. His consciousness was not completely awake. When he heard Xiao Qibao's crying, Su Zijin still instinctively sat up and carried Xiao Qibao, whose eyelashes were wet because of his hunger, was crying out of the fence.

I habitually lifted up the hem of my clothes and touched the air.

Not allowing Su Zijin to think about it carefully, Xiao Qibao, who was crying with his eyes closed and his face was flushed, immediately instinctively searched for his own food after feeling his mother's arms.

He held his mouth and sucked his cheeks bulged.

Mu Zhen: "!"

I saw my wife feeding her baby early in the morning. This scene is so exciting!

Mu Zhen's body reacted almost immediately.

What's more exciting is still coming.
To be continued...