Zhou Yuwen saw that Su Qing kept her head down and said nothing, and she ignored him when he asked her. So Zhou Yuwen curiously stretched his head to look, and when he looked, he found that Su Qing's eyes were blurry with tears.

This made Zhou Yuwen confused. He said: "What's going on? No matter how delicious the egg fried rice is, it can't make you cry, right?"

"No, it's not." Su Qing realized her gaffe and quickly wiped her tears, but her eyes were still a little red.

She looked at Zhou Yuwen and finally said: "Zhou Yuwen, can we make peace?"

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Zhou Yuwen was speechless for a moment. He could only lower his head and took two sips of Coke. He said, "Okay, why are you bringing this up again?"

"The way we are now, doesn't it count as reconciliation?"

"No, we are going to get married. This time, we will never be separated, and I will give you a child."

Su Qing said, and took the initiative to straddle Zhou Yuwen's lap.

Su Qing had just taken a shower, and her whole body still smelled good. Her white shirt was made of satin and was very silky, and her beautiful legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

When she stepped up, Zhou Yuwen's hand must have touched Su Qing's stockings.

Zhou Yuwen discovered that Su Qing's stockings were new. There were hollow patterns on the thighs, which looked like touching Braille. They looked good.

Su Qing put her hands on Zhou Yuwen's shoulders and said seriously: "Zhou Yuwen, let's make peace. I don't care about your past with Yanyan. I can also turn a blind eye to other women.

Will you marry me again?"

Su Qing, who was sitting on Zhou Yuwen's lap, had her head half higher than Zhou Yuwen's. She held Zhou Yuwen's chin and spoke very seriously.

But Zhou Yuwen said you are here again.

"It's not a question of whether to marry or not. Even if I want to marry, we are not old enough." Zhou Yuwen said, putting his arms around Su Qing's slim waist.

During this period, Su Qing would rub her lips against Zhou Yuwen's.

Similar to a light kiss.

And Zhou Yuwen did not refuse.

"When the age comes, will you marry me?" Su Qing pressed her forehead against Zhou Yuwen's, pouting.

Zhou Yuwen, on the other hand, was supposed to be intimate and affectionate during this period, but when chatting, he said, "We'll talk about it later."

Hearing what Zhou Yuwen said, Su Qing was a little discouraged.

But Zhou Yuwen didn't care so much. When they kissed just now, his hands were already dishonest.

Now he even asks: "Hey, you're not wearing underwear?"

Su Qing rolled her eyes and said, "I just finished taking a shower. What underwear should I wear?"

Zhou Yuwen thought about it for a moment, and that was true.

No underwear is worn above,

What about below?

So Zhou Yuwen lifted up Su Qing's clothes.

"You just took a shower, why are you so neatly dressed underneath?"

Su Qing rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuwen angrily, then held Zhou Yuwen's ears with both hands and said that Zhou Yuwen was not serious.

Zhou Yuwen, on the other hand, pretended to be in pain and screamed, saying, "Ah, ah, ah, it hurts."

As she spoke, she nuzzled into Su Qing's arms.

Su Qing was helpless by Zhou Yuwen.

And Zhou Yuwen just held Su Qing's waist tightly with both hands, held her in his arms and asked: "Are you still hungry?"

"I'm hungry! How many bites have I just eaten?"

Dim lights, a small house with two bedrooms and one living room.

The woman wearing a white shirt sat astride the man's lap. The collar of her shirt was unbuttoned, and half of her shoulders had been exposed from the tugging just now.

A pair of beautiful legs wearing stockings does not touch the ground, but is slightly suspended in the air. In order to maintain stability, the feet will be slightly weighed, reflecting the beauty of the calf curves.

Zhou Yuwen rested his chin on Su Qing's arms and said, "Can you wait for a while to eat? Let me eat first, okay?"

"snort!"

Su Qing gave Zhou Yuwen another look.

But looking at her smelly husband in her arms, Su Qing lowered her head slightly.

Then the two started kissing.

This time it was a long kiss.

When Zhou Yuwen started, his hand movements were very gentle.

But as we all know, the movements of the hands gradually increase as the kiss progresses.

"Um"

Later, Zhou Yuwen's hand movements became heavier and heavier.

Su Qing had begun to moan uncontrollably.

The two of them started making out in the kitchen. Later, Zhou Yuwen couldn't hold it in any longer, so he stood up suddenly and hugged Su Qing.

And Su Qing also had a pair of beautiful legs wearing stockings tightly hugging Zhou Yuwen's waist.

Zhou Yuwen placed Su Qing on the dining table.

Kissing.

At this time, the buttons of Su Qing's shirt had been unbuttoned.

Zhou Yuwen's head was still buried in Su Qing's arms.

Su Qing closed her eyes tightly.

He leaned back in the restaurant, holding Zhou Yuwen's head tightly with both hands, and made no noise from time to time.

Under the dim light of the chandelier, the expression on Su Qing's face was particularly charming. She seemed to be undergoing torture, but this kind of punishment was not painful torture. She closed her eyes tightly.

The blush is particularly obvious under the light.

Sometimes he opens his mouth slightly, and sometimes he bites his lower lip tightly.

She just sat on the dining table, her beautiful legs in stockings raised high on both sides of Zhou Yuwen's waist, and then she hugged Zhou Yuwen's waist tightly.

Between three, five and two.

Zhou Yuwen took off the small pink item of clothing under Su Qing's clothes from her stockinged legs.

Finally, it was hung on one of Su Qing's ankles.

Su Qing had completely lied down on the dining table.

Raise your head and face the chandelier.

The light made Su Qing slightly unable to open her eyes.

He just looked at Zhou Yuwen facing him and jokingly said to himself: "I've been clamoring to come up, but it won't be the same if I come up here."

"It's different." Su Qing said with a flat mouth.

"Tough talk."

Zhou Yuwen chuckled, then leaned against Su Qing's ear, kissed Su Qing's earlobe and said, "Honey, we should be consummated this time."

"Hmph, I hate it... I hate it..."

Under the light, Su Qing smiled at first, but then she suddenly frowned.

Su Qing's dining table is a small wooden dining table, which is not very stable.

Although it could bear Su Qing's weight, it still made a creaking sound.

Having said that, although I have been married to Su Qing for two years, I have never tried this kind of scene.

The most important thing was that Su Qing was sweating and humming.

Zhou Yuwen whispered to her, "You have to keep your voice down this time."

"The soundproofing of your home is not very good."

"What if someone hears this?"

The conversation was accompanied by the sound of the table creaking.

Su Qing's beautiful feet covered with stockings dangled in front of Zhou Yuwen's eyes.

Anyway, I took a shower.

Zhou Yuwen didn't mind it and grabbed her beautiful feet directly.

Put it to the tip of your nose and take a deep sniff.

"Hmm bad guy!"
To be continued...