Chapter 141 Wei Xuanxuan returns to her heart, Jiang Fangyue’s tattoo (additional updates, please subscribe)
“The premise is that you must agree to divorce.”
On the mobile phone screen, the man gave the last words.
Lin Yuan was silent again, speechless.
"If you really love her and care about him, you should want her to be happy and watch her be happy, right?"
The man continued: "I give you this opportunity. As for how many women I have, it has nothing to do with you. As long as you see Teacher Wei is happy."
Yes, as long as your wife is happy.
Lin Yuan struggled in his heart. He really still didn't want to give up his wife and wanted to have her greedily.
But he also knew that he was not the man in the video.
I’m not that handsome, and I don’t have that much money. I can’t be greedy and have two women I love deeply.
But he didn't understand either.
Based on the wife’s personality, even if the man in the video is handsome and rich, it is impossible for the wife to fall in love with him when he has so many women.
But why, the wife still chose this man.
How did this man do it?
Personal charm?
Lin Yuan was speechless when his wife's cough suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Is Teacher Wei okay?"
In the video, the man lowered his head and asked warmly.
“It’s okay.”
The wife's voice rang out, and she whispered: "Mr. Song, don't worry about me."
After finishing the words, the wife lost her voice again.
Lin Yuan breathed rapidly and said in a shaky voice: "Xuanxuan, what are you busy with?"
In the video, the man raised his head, noncommittal, and looked calm.
“Not important.”
"How are you thinking about it?"
Lin Yuan was speechless.
In the end, he was a little exhausted physically and mentally again, and said with difficulty: "If you can prove that you are really good to her, I can get a divorce."
See this.
Song Cheng relaxed and said: "If you want me to prove that I am good to her before you divorce, then there must be a time limit, right?"
"How about one month?"
One month is too short.
Lin Yuan raised his head and said: "One year, if Xuanxuan is happy every day during this year, I will divorce."
One year, actually it doesn't matter how long it takes.
It doesn’t matter if you live separated for one year, then even if you don’t want to, you can still get a compulsory divorce.
"Okay."
Song Cheng said simply: "Starting from tomorrow, Teacher Wei will move here to live with me."
My wife is moving away.
Lin Yuan I opened my mouth to refuse, but in the end I was unable to refuse, so I could only agree silently.
“Then, let’s stop here.”
Song Cheng took a deep breath and said calmly: "Teacher Wei, do you want to say something?"
As he finished speaking, the phone shook, mixed with a strange woman's "I'll do it".
Once again, Wei Xuanxuan’s face appeared in the mobile phone lens.
"Lin Yuan."
The wife's face is rosy, the clarity in her eyes remains, and she is even more indescribably charming. Her delicate body is leaning in the arms of the man next to her, He looked weak and weak, as if he were boneless.
"I am very happy now."
The wife smiled sweetly and said softly: "You too, want to be happy, okay?"
Lin Yuan looked at his wife who was indeed very happy and was speechless. Speechless.
"Mr. Song."
In the picture, the wife raised her head, looked at the man leaning against her, and said softly: "Can you kiss me?"
No hesitation.
The man lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips for real, and it seemed to be a deep, open-mouthed kiss, a passionate kiss.
The phone camera shook again and then stabilized.
In the lens.
The wife took the initiative to wrap her hands around the man's neck, and the kiss was very touching and passionate.
The man seemed to be holding a mobile phone in one hand, filming the two kissing.
This is a kiss.
Lin Yuan’s mind went blank with a bang.
After three years of marriage, he has not kissed his wife once. Even at the wedding, it was just a simple hug, and he has not even hugged her again since.
Just holding hands is enough.
But now.
My wife not only kissed another man, but also hugged him so closely, intimately, naturally and passionately.
This is my favorite wife.
"Lin Yuan, good night."
My wife's voice rang in my ears, and then the cell phone call was hung up.
Lin Yuan slowly came back to his senses, trembling and trembling, completely losing all his strength and lying on the bed.
He knew that from this moment on, he had completely lost his wife.
But is his wife really happy?
He doesn’t want to believe it.
Mansion, living room.
Wei Xuanxuan is a woman who works from beginning to end, so she must finish her own affairs by herself.
After finishing the work, it was already half past twelve, late at night.
Looking at the two women with rosy and satisfied expressions, blurred eyes, and weak body and mind.
Song Cheng exhaled, easily picked up the two women, and walked to the bedroom.
On the bed, two women lie down, their figures are voluptuous, their beautiful legs in black shimmering pearly silk and beautiful legs in flesh-colored bright silk intertwined with each other. Together with the spotless high-heeled shoes on their silk feet, they are really charming.
"Get some rest early."
Song Cheng smiled and asked, "Have a good rest."
As he said that, he helped the two women take off their high heels.
"Mr. Song."
Jiang Fangyue's charming eyes were like silk, and she said pitifully: "Can you stay with us?"
Wei Xuanxuan's eyes were clear and charming.
A thirty-year-old woman is as weak as an eighteen-year-old girl in love at this moment.
Song Cheng was amused and shook his head: "It's too late."
But, he really wanted to be with her.
"Brother Song"
Jiang Fangyue was reluctant to leave, and her delicate body climbed up. She knelt on the bed with her beautiful black legs, her hands holding the bed, and said softly: "Brother, good brother, little girl, please beg your good brother."
Hiss, this is really unbearable.
Song Cheng stopped talking.
“Xuanxuan~”
Jiang Fangyue called softly.
After a pause, Wei Xuanxuan pursed her lips, and then knelt down with her beautiful flesh-colored legs, supporting her hands, raised her head and whispered softly: "Brother Song, good brother. Xuanxuan, please. Well."
I can tell. , although the woman is gentle and kind, she does not act coquettishly, and her tone is difficult, but she works hard.
I really can’t stand it now.
Song Cheng simply went to bed, took the two women into his arms and lay down.
“Brother is so kind.”
In her arms, Jiang Fangyue was satisfied physically and mentally. Her beautiful black stocking legs were resting on her good brother's thigh, and her silk heels were rubbing against her.
"Well, brother is so kind."
Wei Xuanxuan also followed softly, slowly raising her beautiful flesh-colored legs and placing them on the other thigh of my good brother, leaning against her. It's very tight.
"Teacher Wei."
Song Chengwen said in a warm voice: "You don't have to be like this."
Wei Xuanxuan leaned her cheek against the man's chest and said softly: "It's okay, good brother, Xuanxuan is okay."
"Xuanxuan. I like this."
See this.
Song Cheng said no more, and grabbed the buttocks of the beautiful boss with black stockings and a charming smile in his arms as a deterrent.
This woman taught Teacher Wei badly and led her to a bad end.
"Brother is bad."
Jiang Fangyue responded in a sweet voice. She was obviously not good at it, but her artificial girlishness in her words and deeds was not inconsistent at all.
It's all artificial, but compared to the coquettishness of a woman, Teacher Wei's artificiality is more natural and gentle, but it doesn't feel artificial at all.
Song Cheng took care of the two women, enjoying them and being satisfied.
"Okay, go to sleep."
"I'll leave after you fall asleep."
He casually comforted the two women's bodies and minds, and felt helpless when he thought that the mysterious software on his phone was still open.
I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for a while.
"Yes, Mr. Song."
Jiang Fangyue returned to normal, her red lips came closer and kissed her gently, she exhaled softly and said: "Yueyue feels so uncomfortable."
Song Cheng sighed: "Then let's talk for a while. It won't feel uncomfortable if we talk."
Jiang Fangyue said in a charming voice: "Okay, Mr. Song can talk about whatever he wants."
Song Cheng He patted the woman's buttocks.
"I'm not talking to you."
"Go and do your own business while I talk to Teacher Wei." Bad guy.
Full of resentment, Jiang Fangyue stood up and left the embrace, and started busy herself.
Spit out a breath.
Song Cheng looked at the woman still leaning against him and continued: "Teacher Wei."
Wei Xuanxuan was very polite and knew to speak face to face.
So, the woman stood up slightly, looked at the man lying in front of her, her eyes were clear and charming, and said softly: "I'm fine."
Song Cheng felt the woman's full breasts pressing against his chest. , gently touching the woman's back.
"Is Teacher Wei really happy?"
Is he happy?
Wei Xuanxuan's eyes were confused for a moment, then became clear again.
Looking at the man in front of her, she paused, then kissed him gently, smiling sweetly: "Well, I'm very happy."
Song Cheng responded to the kiss, showing tenderness.
“Are you really happy?”
Faced with such a gentle question again.
Wei Xuanxuan's body softened and she kissed her deeply with her red lips. They separated after a moment, her eyes filled with tears and her smile still beautiful.
"Xuanxuan is really happy now, Mr. Song."
"I'm so happy that I cried."
Looking at the woman's tears.
Song Chengdun felt distressed and kissed him: "It's good to be happy. Teacher Wei is such a good woman. If she is not really happy, I will feel very distressed."
Is it true or false? Is it important?
It's already like this, it doesn't matter anymore.
Wei Xuanxuan responded to the kiss and whispered softly: "Brother Song, Xuanxuan wants more happiness, can you give it to Xuanxuan?"
Song Cheng caressed the woman's back gently. , said warmly: "Good teacher, you have to move tomorrow, and you have to choose a good day."
Wei Xuanxuan kept kissing and shedding tears, as if she could never kiss enough.
“Next Sunday is my wedding anniversary.”
The woman kissed her deeply, completely releasing her heart, indulging her unspeakable infatuation both physically and mentally. Her delicate body tightened and she said, "Xuanxuan wants to make that day more meaningful."
Hearing this.
Song Cheng responded to the deep kiss and breathed deeply: "Okay, that day, I will take you, my good teacher."
Wei Xuanxuan's face is rosy, her smile is full of tears, her body and mind are Complete surrender.
“Well, good brother.”
"Xuanxuan listens to you, and I will listen to you in everything."
"Turn that wedding anniversary into Xuanxuan's lover's anniversary."
Lover?
Song Cheng completely hugged the woman's body into his arms and held her to him, allowing the woman to lean against him more comfortably and lie in his arms.
"Not a lover, but a good teacher."
"It's the wife."
Yet.
Wei Xuanxuan shook her head slightly and kissed her softly: "It cannot belong to my wife. The title wife is a bad and broken title in Xuanxuan's heart and body. It only belongs to that man. ”
“Xuanxuan wants to be my brother’s lover, a clean lover who belongs only to my good brother”
Okay.
Then lover.
Song Cheng kissed the woman's red lips deeply. After they separated, he breathed quickly: "Good teacher, for the rest of my life, you will be my only lover. Hiss."
The words just finished. , gasped.
"Mr. Song~"
Jiang Fangyue, who was so busy that her feet did not touch the ground and could not lift her head, refused to agree. She made a fuss, coquettishly, raised her head and said seductively: " Xuanxuan becomes the only lover, what should I do?”
Song Cheng slowed down and said angrily: "You are a toy."
Jiang Fangyue's eyes turned red and she choked: "Mr. Song, people will cry too."
Song Cheng Speechless.
Wei Xuanxuan smiled, became more emotional, and kissed her again.
Song Cheng was speechless and could only hug his good teacher and kiss him deeply, lingering.
Until a certain moment, the good teacher's body trembled, softened, and fell aside.
Song Cheng also exhaled.
After some tidying up.
Jiang Fangyue was satisfied and fell down again with her body limp. She leaned on her delicate body and said softly: "Mr. Song. Good or bad."
Sister, please restrain yourself.
Song Cheng came back to his senses and sighed: "Mr. Jiang, it's really embarrassing for you to go out like this."
Jiang Fangyue said with charming eyes: "Mr. Song is not willing to go out like this to others." See? ”
That’s definitely hard to give up.
Song Cheng sat up, patted the woman's beautiful black legs, and took a deep breath: "Okay, you guys go to bed early."
Jiang Fangyue was unable to move and said: "Mr. Song hasn't told me yet. What is it?”
Song Cheng said unceremoniously: "Toys."
Jiang Fangyue looked at her with charming eyes and scolded her.
“If it’s a toy, Mr. Song can leave some mark on it so that people can tell at a glance that it is Mr. Song’s toy.”
What mark?
Song Cheng thought for a moment and became convinced.
This woman obviously also wanted what he gave her to be unique and unique.
Marks and stuff are just tattoos.
He simply took out a high-tech tattoo seal from the system material space, thought about it, edited the pattern, and then threw it to the woman and said: "Choose a place yourself and pierce it."
Jiang Fangyue didn't know why, so she weakly took the inexplicable seal that she took out from nowhere and blinked.
Where is the best place to do it?
She thought for a moment, looked at her chest, and stabbed it with the seal.
"Friendly reminder, this seal will leave a tattoo that cannot be erased for a lifetime, even if it is put into an incinerator."
Song Cheng got up and got out of bed, tidying up. Clothes, casually said: "But there are also benefits, good for the body."
To be specific, it can help people's bodies develop secondary.
Pop!
After Jiang Fangyue finished tying the seal, she suddenly felt a pain in her chest and subconsciously threw away the seal.
See this.
Song Cheng casually picked up the seal and took it back to the system space. He looked at the black and red tattoo on the woman's chest and smiled.
He leaned over and kissed Teacher Wei, who slowly came back to his senses. He simply left and closed the door of the two women's rooms.
Inside the room.
Wei Xuanxuan calmed down her breathing and trembling body, and her eyes fell on the breasts of the woman beside her.
The one-shoulder strapless tube top skirt was pulled down a little.
On the snow-white chest, a delicate black and red pattern no more than the size of a coin appeared on it.
The pattern is very beautiful. At first glance, it looks like a black-red Bianhua flower with slender rhizomes, but if you look closely, it looks like a word.
A word "Song".
After looking at it for a long time, the word "Song" seemed to be twisted into the word "Cheng". Looking further, I actually saw Song Cheng.
At this moment, Wei Xuanxuan seemed to be hallucinating when she saw Song Cheng slowly speak and say something.
It seems like I said two words.
It seems to be.
Toy
hiss!
Wei Xuanxuan's delicate body trembled, she regained consciousness, blinked, and looked in a trance.
To this.
Jiang Fangyue did not pay attention, but looked at the tattoo on her chest, frowned and said: "It is impossible to see such a small pattern clearly, unless you wear low-cut clothes, otherwise you can't even see it. "
Wei Xuanxuan pursed her lips and said softly: "Do you really want people to see you?"
Jiang Fangyue smiled, took the mobile phone beside her, and took a selfie of the pattern on her chest.
“Yes, it would be a pity if no one sees such a beautiful pattern. It should be exposed so that others can see it clearly.”
“If I had known it earlier, I would have It’s printed under the collarbone.”
While talking, he finished taking the photo.
The woman picked up her phone and looked at the pattern on the photo, zoomed in and looked at it carefully.
"What a beautiful pattern, but also so strange."
Jiang Fangyue looked at it, recovered, and breathed quickly: "I seem to have seen Song Cheng's name, and what he said to me."
Same feeling.
Wei Xuanxuan was surprised, pursed her lips and said: "I saw it too."
Jiang Fangyue smiled charmingly, hugged the woman and lay down, her beautiful legs with shimmering black silk wrapped around the woman's flesh. Shiny legs.
"Xuanxuan, do you hate me?"
Why do you hate?
Wei Xuanxuan said softly: "Well, I don't hate you. I should thank you."
Jiang Fangyue said emotionally: "It's okay if you don't hate me. Look, you didn't believe me at the beginning. If so, you are like this now.”
“And you are in a worse state than me.”
"The psychological counselor who was gentle, kind, and like a close sister is no longer visible at all. Now you are also very feverish."
Are you feverish?
It's good to be like this. , belongs only to Mr. Song, only to my good brother.
Wei Xuanxuan breathed rapidly and became unbearably emotional.
“It’s true, Mr. Song. He’s so bad.”
Her delicate body trembled, Jiang Fangyue suddenly became angry, and her tense body softened and relaxed.
Wei Xuanxuan also relaxed and let out a breath.
Good brother. I won’t cooperate any more
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