Chapter 3559: Brother, he is so domineering

Gong Qing lay next to Song Song, sniffing the faint fragrance from her body. He only felt that the beauty of the world was concentrated on her alone, so he couldn't help but want to get closer. Get closer until you squeeze into her body.
However, Song Song held his breath, as if approaching an enemy.
Especially when his big palm was walking above her, the slight shudder made her finally couldn't help but snorted softly.
Gong Qing chuckled: "Wake up? Did you miss me?"
I didn't see a stupid woman day and night, anyway, he was thinking hard!
When Adjutant Lu brought the lunch box at noon, he gobbled it up, but he wanted to eat not the rice, but her!
Song Song's voice was dumb, pretending not to wake up: "Um...so sleepy..."
Pushing away his big palm without a trace, didn't want to make affection with him-I don't know if my brother's hand touched Qi Ruyan, she didn't want him to touch her again!
Gong Qing twisted his brows, why did the stupid woman become so tired?
Looking back and seeing the unfinished picture on the desk, he sank his face and commanded domineeringly: "No painting at night from now on!"
Staying up late to paint makes your eyes worse! Not to mention hurting the body and vitality.
How could this stupid woman not know how to cherish herself.
Gong Qing couldn't wait to watch her 24 hours a day, let her know how to combine work and rest, but unfortunately he himself was too busy to look after her all the time, so he had to simply and rudely order.
However, in Song Song's ears, these words became more and more unreasonable.
She thought, my brother is too domineering, why always force me like this? In the old house, does my brother force Qi Ruyan like this? Or treat her tenderly alone?
In my mind, those images came out uncontrollably.
Song Song didn't want to turn herself into a self-blaming woman, she pursed her lips, nodded and promised him: "Okay."
After that, he said vaguely: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep, brother."
Gong Qing's hand clasped her little snake waist, the little flame in her heart jumped and jumped, and finally resigned her fate to suppress it-she looked too tired, forget it, don't toss her tonight, let her Sleep well.
However, this night, neither of them slept securely.
Song Songshi wakes up when he sleeps, and there are too many things in his mind.
Gong Qing's sleep got hotter, and had to get up and take a few cold showers before suppressing the evil fire under her abdomen.

For several days in a row, Gong Qing was too busy.
The military parade involved several branches of the empire by sea, land, and air, and there were over a hundred representative teams. Gong Qing, the commander-in-chief, must ensure that all teams are coordinated, beautiful, and mighty, and more importantly, ensure safety.
This is a terrible task!
Especially since the parade is approaching for less than a month, it is estimated that in the coming days, he will have many possibilities to stay up all night.
These days, he tried his best to speed up his efficiency. It was midnight when he got home. He couldn't bear to toss Song Song. He hadn't done love with her for several days.
This day was a weekend, and Gong Qing gave the soldiers participating in the military parade a holiday.
If you want a horse to run, you must let the horse eat grass and rest.
Of course, more importantly, he still wants to come back to accompany the stupid woman at home.
"What do you want to eat tonight, take you out to eat." Gong Qing had already called Song Song on the road.
After this week of adjustments, Song Song's mood is depressed, but he is still working hard to calm his emotions.
Nine out of ten people who are unhappy in the world, she tries her best to calm down and focus on painting, not wanting to worry about herself and being tortured by her emotions.