Official Wizards

Qi Zijun has already gone to bed. Since she officially resigned, she has developed a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. For an elderly woman, it is very good for beauty.

So only Yang Ding and Wang Zihan were left in the living room.

Yang Ding also became bold and hugged Wang Zihan. The silk nightgown made her feel very smooth, "Zihan, have you missed me recently? Have you been thinking about me all day?"

Wang Zihan said, "Who misses you? I don't work, eat or sleep. I don't know how comfortable I am without you. Where is Yan Suqun? She has been taking care of you in Wankang County all day recently. She is pregnant, right?" "

Wang Zihan was a little concerned about the pregnancy. The family held an emergency meeting. Based on Yang Ding's current status, it really didn't matter whether he was married or not, but any woman who could help him give birth to his first child would be Li. Great work, you will definitely be more favored.

Although Wang Zihan no longer rejects Yan Suqun, she still has a competitive style. If Yan Suqun is the first to conceive a child, she will be the main wife, the uncrowned king.

So Wang Zihan has been guessing the progress of Yan Suqun and Yang Ding. The two of them are together all day long, and they are very likely to be ahead of her.

Yang Ding didn't think too much, Yan Suqun hadn't entered her body yet, let alone being pregnant.

He smiled bitterly and said, "You can go too far. Xiao Yan said that she thought about having children in a few years. Now everyone is busy and there is no time to take care of children."

"I'm not busy..."

Wang Zihan looked at Yang Ding with wide eyes, watery, clear and transparent, chattering beautifully.

Yang Ding really didn't understand what Wang Zihan meant, but these eyes were very intoxicating, like a blooming flower waiting to be picked by him.

"Zihan, can we sleep in the same bed tonight?"

"Um,"

Wang Zihan had already given Yan Suqun a head start. At that time, Yang Ding kept saying that she wanted to marry Yan Suqun. At this time, Wang Zihan felt that her opportunity had come. She could help Yang Ding give birth to a child first, so that she would be the queen among the girls.

The two lips are getting closer and closer, and the moisture at the corners of the mouth has been dried by the heat. After touching, the hesitant spring breeze meets the nectar, fresh, tender, soft and beautiful.

Yang Ding put his hands around Wang Zihan's waist, and Wang Zihan had already thrown herself into Yang Ding's arms, put one leg in front of Yang Ding, and rubbed gently.

Advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, Yang Ding has already mastered the art of speaking and speaking. How can a beginner like Wang Zihan be his opponent?

Soon Wang Zihan was aroused by Yang Ding, and she softly ecstasy, her whole body softened, as if she had fallen on Yang Ding.

After a few minutes, Wang Zihan's sweet tongue became free and she said softly, "Yang Ding, would you please go back to your room?"

Yang Ding has been waiting for this day for a long time. From the first time he saw Wang Zihan, he was attracted by her tender eyes. The cold glamor radiating from her whole body was even more charming. At this time, she was wearing a red dress that was even more tempting.

Yang Ding wanted to take it off for a long time, but the drunkenness seemed to have completely disappeared. He sat up all of a sudden, just in time to hold Wang Zihan on his body, "Let's go into the room."

Wang Zihan's room is very feminine, neither cartoony nor mature. Pink is the main color everywhere, and the decorations purchased are very exquisite. A boudoir, a boudoir, this is a boudoir.

Yang Ding quickly took off his clothes. He couldn't wait any longer. Regarding Wang Zihan, he had no interest in sex right now. He just wanted to go straight to the topic and let Wang Zihan put on various expressions of enjoyment and shout out various intoxicating words.

However, Wang Zihan, who was already leaning on the head of the bed, hesitated a little, her little head turning violently.

No, Yan Suqun won't have a child for some years. Why should I be in a hurry? I don't care about other women for the time being. I am really in a hurry to give birth to a child for Yang Ding. What other women think, and how Yan Suqun thinks of herself, must be... They say behind their back that they are anxious and want to compete, but they are very calm. Why should they be anxious?

Wang Zihan came from a scholarly family and lived a privileged life since she was a child. Although she was a low-key person, she wanted to compete with others and refused to admit defeat. However, she was competing to have children. After thinking about it seriously, Wang Zihan felt that something was wrong. She seemed to be unable to pass the test in her heart. .

At this time, Yang Ding had only a pair of shorts left. He sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hands to warm up his body. "Zihan, what are you thinking about? Don't be embarrassed. I'll take it off for you."

Layer by layer, inch by inch, bit by bit, Yang Ding felt like there were thousands of ants crawling on his heart, itching.

He rushed forward, and what met Yang Ding's chest was Wang Zihan's jade feet.

Killing Yang Ding was caught off guard, and soon Yang Ding fell to the side of the bed. There were two thumps on the wooden floor, and Yang Ding fell hard.

With a stunned look on his face, Yang Ding raised his head and looked at Wang Zihan. Wang Zihan didn't feel any ambiguity at all at this time. With a straight face, Yang Ding said, "What's wrong, Zihan, your warm-up exercise is so vigorous?"

Wang Zihan immediately put the blue thin coat on the bed on her upper body, as if she was afraid of being harassed by bad guys, "What are you doing to warm yourself up? Don't do whatever you want. I'm telling you, put your clothes on right away, don't..."

Accidentally seeing Yang Ding's "robust" lower body, Wang Zihan's eyes felt like a guilty conscience. She wanted to take a look, but felt embarrassed to keep staring. She was curious, a little passionate and awkward.

Wang Zihan still turned her head away like a robot, "Get dressed quickly, eh..., hurry up, why are you still hanging around?"

A basin of cold water was poured on his head, and Yang Ding suddenly lost most of his interest. Why did this woman go crazy?

It's not like being nervous and scared. Besides, you can be gentler. Yang Ding shook his head and slowly dressed while saying, "What's the matter, Zihan, I'm bleeding today. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" It makes me feel so itchy,"

Wang Zihan stood up and took out another thin blanket from the cabinet, "Yes, you were very anxious just now. I didn't think about it carefully, and it almost made things worse. Tonight, two people will sleep in the same bed. Let’s each sleep on one side,”

Yang Ding has completely stopped, "Zihan, stop playing around, how can I sleep here? I think I'd better sleep in another room, or the living room."

How could Yang Ding endure such torture, spending a dark and windy night in the same room, with the moonlight hanging outside the window? Is it appropriate for a man and a woman to sleep in the same bed in such an atmosphere without causing something?

What a waste of resources.

Wang Zihan looked like an adult and said considerately, "No, didn't my dad say that you drank a lot today? If you feel unwell at night, who will take care of you? Forget it, I won't mind it. You can sleep with me." On the left,"

Yang Ding covered his mouth to hold his breath, then released his palms and spat out. "You don't dislike it, and I didn't say I dislike it either. I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the temptation."

Sharing a bed, no, one pillow per person, but the distance between the two heads is only half a meter, the soft breathing, the slight heat radiating from the body, the body's ice-cold skin, smooth and crispy, like a ball of fire. On the side, such a body is right in front of him. No matter how Yang Ding endures it, even a ninja may not be able to hold it back.

Yang Ding said, "I'm much more awake, otherwise I'd better sleep..."

"oops,"

Wang Zihan yelled and slapped her chest with her right palm, "The pot has been stewed for you. It shouldn't be damaged. I'll take a look right away."

The things were not prepared for Yang Ding. Wang Zihan did not know that Yang Ding would come to the house before, nor did she know that Yang Ding drank a lot of wine. The stew in the kitchen was made by her mother Qi Zijun early in the morning. Wang Zihan received a call from her father, Go to the kitchen and heat it up immediately.

Wang Zihan immediately pulled the door to the room and told Yang Ding, "Don't sleep yet. You can lie down and I'll bring it to you right away."

Yang Ding didn't have any ambiguous thoughts. Looking at Wang Zihan's serious expression, he thought, forget it, care about yourself. She has a special holiday, so she should rely on perseverance to get through it tonight.

The soup is very fresh, with lotus root, yam, ribs, and pig's trotters all in one stew.

Yang Ding ate two whole bowls. When eating at a hotel, he couldn't get enough no matter how many dishes there were. He couldn't eat much when he drank wine. This late-night snack was quite good, hot and delicious.

Yang Ding rubbed his belly and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Not bad, Zihan, I'm much more awake now, it tastes delicious, hehe, okay, I'll go to sleep first,"

Wang Zihan still had to wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen, so she asked stupidly, "Why did you just fall asleep? Didn't you wait for me?"

Yang Ding was stunned for a moment, "I..., you mean I'm waiting for you, why should I wait for you? In today's situation, if I don't go to bed first, how can I let you go to bed first? If so, I won't be able to sleep tonight." Now, please stop torturing me and let me sleep first while you go and wash the dishes slowly."

Wang Zihan smiled, made a cute face and went to the kitchen.

Yang Ding really fell asleep. He closed his eyes tightly and counted silently in his mind: "One dumpling, two dumplings, three dumplings..."

Just when Yang Ding counted one hundred and sixty-eight dumplings, Wang Zihan came in. With very light steps, he quietly walked to the right side of the bed, turned off the light, and sat on the bedside.

Yang Ding didn't fall asleep at all, he was extremely awake. He didn't know why his nerves were so tense. His mind was filled with Wang Zihan's figure. When he heard some noises, Yang Ding could conclude that Wang Zihan was sitting on the bedside taking off her nightgown.

Yang Ding was a real villain. He turned his head slightly and opened his eyes without hesitation. He wanted to see it, but he couldn't see it if he couldn't touch it.

But Yang Ding was disappointed. The lights were turned off, the window was closed, and it was so dark that he couldn't even see his fingers. Yang Ding couldn't see anything. Damn it, the moonlight just now could illuminate an exquisite figure with perfect curves.

He couldn't see anything, it was boring. Yang Ding wanted to reach out and touch it, but he stopped the idea. He couldn't do it. He was getting more and more angry the more he touched it. He couldn't do anything in bed for a while. What should he do? It's better not to touch it and go to sleep. , continue counting dumplings.

Wang Zihan didn't mean it. After falling asleep, she breathed softly, which made Yang Ding feel horny. At one o'clock in the morning, Yang Ding bit her wrist hard. At two o'clock, Yang Ding squeezed her thigh. At three o'clock, Yang Ding went to the toilet and squatted for half an hour...