"This guy won't pee on my head, right?"

Song Wen looked up at the little monkey sitting on his head.

The guy stood on his head, grabbed his hair with great enthusiasm and imitated Huang Xi's driving, squeaking with joy.

He was really afraid that this little guy would pee on his head in an interest, so he really wanted to cry without tears.

"Do you think the Hou Hou is you, he is sloppy and clean. He can go to the toilet by himself, wash his hands by himself, wash his face by himself, and take a bath by himself. Rongrong can spray perfume on himself? Does it smell fragrant?" As he said that, Huang Xi held the beautifully dressed female monkey in front of Song Wen.

Song Wen smelled it and nodded, "It smells a little bit of yours."

"I don't spray perfume."

"Really? Let me smell it." As he said that, he rushed towards Huang Xi.

The little monkey on his head was so scared that he jumped away. After a while, the two monkeys saw the two hugging each other and kissing each other continuously.

The hot passion surged in his heart. Song Wen lifted Huang Xi's clothes with one hand, looked inside, and kneaded the two snow-white balls.

"Yeah... Um..."

Huang Xi was so teased that she couldn't help but moan. Song Wen was so angry that he couldn't help but take off his clothes and try to pass the Yumen Pass. Although he was already moved, Huang Xi had not lost his rationality. He quickly pressed his body with one hand and said, "Don't be here, Rongrong and the others are watching there."

Song Wen turned around and looked at them. The two little monkeys were standing on the sofa with big eyes staring at them curiously, not knowing whether they were shocked or what.

Two little monkeys.

Song Wen cursed inwardly, picked up Huang Xi and walked towards the bedroom. For a moment, the water bed swayed and was swept red. As the saying goes, "The orioles sing and the flowers are slippery under the flowers, and the quiet springs are flowing under the beach. The cold and stern strings of the ice springs are clear. Different sounds are temporarily stopped. There is a unique sorrow and secret hatred, and silence is better than sound at this time!"

Since Xiaojun was pregnant, Song Wen has not dared to do it again, and he has caused small acne to develop on his face. This time, he vented this time, and the plum blossoms bloomed several times, which made Huang Xi miserable. Finally, he was so tired that he fell asleep. It was already afternoon when he woke up. He turned around and found that Song Wen was not there. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: I don't know what this guy ate in the morning. He was like a cow. He said that women are like flowers, and they bloomed again after blooming. Now it seems that it is not the case.

Well, what does it taste like?

A scent of fragrance floated in from outside. Huang Xi smelled it, as if it was the smell of fried steak. Then, she saw Song Wen appearing at the door with a plate.

"Wake up, come and try the steak I made."

Song Wen walked to the bed with the specially made love steak and carefully delivered the steak that had been cut into small pieces to her mouth.

Seeing that he was so attentive, Huang Xi took a bite reluctantly.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Song Wen asked expectantly.

"It's okay." Huang Xi glanced at him and said lightly. How could she not know the little calculation in his belly? She just wanted to use delicious food to make up for her sins. She had already shouted that she didn't want it, but he still rushed desperately. She made her heart roll up and climbed upwards, almost fainting. This dead man is getting more and more powerful.

"If you taste good, eat more and nourish your body." Song Wen said ambiguously.

When Huang Xi heard this, she took the pillow next to her in amazement and smashed it on him, "I asked you to repair it, I asked you to repair it..."

Song Wen shouted in conjunction with "Oh, Oh".

After a fight, Huang Xi calmed down his anger. Although the dead man was rushing hard at that time, it felt really good. He couldn't help but look at Wang Songwen's lower body, and he was a little ecstatic. He was as good as a wolf and as a tiger as a tiger. Now Huang Xi is at the age of being like a wolf and as much as a tiger. Although he is reserved outside, he can be at home without any scruples.

When Song Wen saw her eyes, he didn't know what was going on. He put down the steak in his hand and rushed over.

"No." Huang Xi was so scared that she screamed. Although she was expecting, her physical strength did not allow her. She quickly said, "I'm hungry and I want to eat." After that, she was afraid that Song Wen would continue, so she quickly got up and dressed and ate.

After eating, Song Wen did not make trouble for her anymore. He just sat quietly in the hall with her, watching the movies, and enjoying this wonderful afternoon. After all, ** is just a part of human life and cannot replace everything.

Huang Xi lay on Song Wen, eating the grapes he fed, while saying, "I have a few good sisters who have said they will go to your side for a while, so you can prepare it."

"Didn't you already say it last year? Why hasn't it been decided yet this year?" Song Wen asked strangely. Huang Xi said this last year, but she didn't go.

"Those people are always half a beat slow in doing things, so they have to pay a few discounts to listen to their words."

"Oh, I understand. Just tell me after you agree on the time." Song Wen nodded and said, "The Wenjun Villa will be built. Will you move in then?"

Hearing his words, Huang Xi looked up at him, and then said quietly: "When you live there, what am I? Your mistress?"

"What mistress? It sounds so ugly. You are my wife."

"Where is Xiaojun?"

"She is my eldest wife, and you are my younger wife."

"That's not a mistress." Huang Xi gave him a angrily glance and said, "You must know that I am a widow. It is inconvenient to move to your place to live, and it will make people gossip. Besides, we can't be too casual in your family, not as free as here. Awen, I will not marry again, so you don't have to worry about anything. Isn't it great for us to do this now?"

Looking at Huang Xi, Song Wen was speechless.

What she said is indeed very right. People have feelings. When they get home, they are indifferent every day, and they are unbearable to longing for each other. Sometimes they can't help but show emotional expressions or do something. If they are discovered by Xiaojun or others, whether it is not good for her or Xiaojun, it would be better to be like now.

"I'm worried that you're too lonely."

Although Huang Xi has a clothing factory, the factory manager is in charge of it, finance has accounting, promotional planning and sales personnel. Monitoring is installed in every place in the company. She can understand everything in the factory at any time through monitoring, and she doesn’t have to go every day, just go and check it out every week or when you have time. She is basically at home every day and is a typical home girl.

"Aren't Rongrong and Hou Hou accompanying me? Besides, I like this kind of life."

Huang Xi is a bit introverted, indifferent, likes to read, draw, listen to music, design clothes quietly, and does not like the noisy life. Now this kind of life is what she likes.

Seeing that she was so firm, Song Wen had no choice but to ask her to go to Songjiabao for more than one day and stay for a few days so that others would not say anything. Then he could also take more time to accompany her.

After staying for a while, he left. Today he went to check the furniture, and came to find her, and had to go back tonight. Xiaojun is pregnant and has become emotional, so he has to accompany her more. Huang Xi lives in a villa with a little distance from the station, so he drove him over. The house where Huang Xi lives is still a little far from the station, so he drove him over. The halfway through Song Wen thought that there were still some shortcomings in his home, so he asked her to turn around and go to the supermarket. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!