Chapter 886: You are not a small sister

How can Xia Yu go out?
She looked at the scorpion balance carefully and whispered: "Zi Heng brother, it’s not convenient for me to go home so late. Can I live here tonight?"
Zhai Ziheng put down the picture and looked at her.
Xia Yu quickly said: "I don't mean anything else. Just, you know, my sister doesn't want to recognize me now. I am very sad. I just miss her too much. I want to live again in a room that she had personally arranged for me. The room is still there, right?
This villa was built when Xia Wei also used her as a jewel in the palm of her hand. At that time, she reserved a room for Xia Yu, and the ones in it were all arranged by Xia Wei.
Later, Xia Wei died, and Zizi Heng retained the original appearance of the villa and did not move.
He said this: "Go." The same is the end of the world, they miss, are the same girl.
Xia Xi thanked him gratefully, gently covering the door and retiring.
Into the room, it should be like the old, very gorgeous pink girl's room, is the style that Xia Wei used to like. - But it is also the most annoying style of Xia Yu. She never likes her sister to help arrange everything, but it is too tempting to intervene in everything.
Xia Yu threw the bag on the bed, took a shower, and put on a thin sling with a low-breasted, open-back, light-sleeved nightdress. It was a very nightdress with a large piece of snowy white skin. The skirt was short enough to see the inside scenery, plus her carefully sprayed perfume, full of seductive femininity.
Xia Yu looked at herself in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.
The plan is going very well here. Next, as long as you successfully seduce to Zizi Heng, it is good to be his guest. She didn't want to waste time and slowly touched his heart. In the paint of gouache, she got the secret that she bought from the guardian's high price. It can enter the blood circulation through skin contact, and it will make people Illusion, see other women as their favorite.
Wait until the raw rice is cooked and cooked, everything will be fine.
She has counted her own physiological period. These days are the most easy to conceive, and with other measures, she is confident that she will have a child. When the mother is dependent on her, even if she does not love her, it is impossible to give her a name. When there is a name, the two get along with each other, and one day, the heart of the stone will be surrendered to her long skirt.
Xia Yu calculated everything, and walked out of the door.
In the kitchen, Zhou Ma is porridge.
"What is this porridge?" Xia Yu stood at the door of the kitchen and asked in a whisper.
"Miss Xia Yu?" Zhou Ma turned to see her, and was shocked. "You haven't slept so late?" She knew that Xia Yu had stayed in the villa for the night, and helped her wipe the room again. However, many years ago, Xia Yu stayed here many times, and she was very weak and she did not sleep so late.
Xia Yu smiled and smiled: "I can't sleep, come out and go. Is this porridge for the son of Heng Heng?"
Zhou Ma looked at the porridge's heat, and took the bowl and said, "Yeah, my husband has a bad stomach in recent years. It is better to eat soft and digestible at night. This is sea cucumber porridge, very nourishing. ""
Xia Yu said: "I will give him up."
Zhou Ma couldn't help but look at her more, only to notice that she was wearing a light silk nightdress, how fascinating it was, it was a tempting crime. For a moment, she guessed the purpose of Xia Yu.
"That would bother you," she said, giving the porridge to Xia Yu.
If she put it in the past, she wouldn’t look at Xia Yu’s daring and seduce the man’s fox, but at the moment it’s different. To be a woman with a scorpion, she can’t do it without special means. The man has completely closed himself, and then Going on, maybe it will be lonely and old.
Zhou Ma chose the latter between letting him grow old and find a woman who is not so good.
Xia Yu weak Liu Fufeng smiled, the light flowed: "Thank you Zhou Ma." Carrying the bowl of porridge to go upstairs.
The warm yellow light was still shining in the study, and the thick wooden doors were half covered. Xia Yu pushes the door in: "Zi Heng Ge..."
"Get out." If you haven't spoken yet, you will hear the voice of Zhai Ziheng.
Xia Yu was embarrassed, seeing his look was a little bit wrong, breathing heavily, holding one hand on the frame, his eyes staring straight at the summer in the painting, very scary.
Xia Yu understands that it is a drug effect. Her lips evoked a charming smile, and the back door closed the study door. The voice was softer: "Zi Heng, what's wrong with you? Let me see." This time, she didn't call "Zi Heng brother." ", but the word "Zi Heng" that Xia Wei called him on weekdays.
Yan Ziheng's pupil violently shrank, turned his head, saw a woman wearing a pajamas, skin white and delicate, came toward him, very delicately said: "You are sick, I will feed you porridge. Ziheng, do you remember? Once you were sick, I cooked a bowl of porridge for you, obviously so hard to drink, and you still have a drop of drink... Ziheng, new boiled porridge, this time is very good It..."
"Little," he called hoarsely.
The woman smiled, put the porridge on the table at his hand, and reached out and hooked his neck: "Look at my newly bought pajamas, do you like it? The silk is very soft, you can touch it..."
Pulling his hand, I touched her chest.
Zhai Ziheng only felt hot and hot, and the woman's face in front of her eyes overlapped with Xia Yu in memory, just like the innocent girl returned. "Is this a dream?" he murmured, stroking her cheek. "Small, when did you come back? I miss you, do you know..."
He hugged her and couldn't wait to get her into her arms.
Xia Yu was so excited that she couldn't speak. After so many years, Ziheng's brother finally embraced her! He had a rough palm and rubbed her red
naked waist, and the burning breath was sprayed on her cheek, and she wished she would carry her into her arms in the next moment. Xia Yu hugged him tightly, and even the voice was a little choked: "Zi Heng, my son Heng."
Yan Ziheng bowed his head and kissed her.
However, there was a cool wind blowing out of the slightly open window. Zhai Ziheng’s original confused look had an instant confusion, and then struggled to restore a brief Qingming. He saw the woman in his arms and pushed her away at once. The summer rain was too late to fall, and it fell heavily on the wooden floor, and it was so painful that it would flow out.
"What do you do for you?!" She was surprised and incredible.
"Get out." Yan Ziheng said hoarsely, the color of the current, in the reminder
the body of the drug is almost uncontrollable, it is a man's instinct, screaming, eager to pounce on the front The woman took it out and ate it.
However, reason tells him, no.
This woman is not a small sister, but a younger sister, even if he has touched women all over the world, he can only touch people! He can't make Xiaoxiao sad.
"Roll!" His eyes were red, his hands clenched his fists, and he tried to restrain himself, but his body shook slightly because of his resistance.