The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

Seeing Chu Jin's clumsy acting skills, Xu Ping wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he could only hold it in his stomach.

Chu Jin furtively glanced at Xu Ping blushing, and was relieved to find that Xu Ping didn't seem to notice.

If Xu Ping saw through, the thin-skinned Chu Jin might strangle Xu Ping to death with his own hands.

She lowered her head and wiped the water on the sofa with her sleeve, and whispered, "The sofa doesn't seem to be dry, where are you going to sleep tonight?"

Xu Ping cooperated and said, "I don't know, just tell me."

Chu Jin felt his face was burning hot, and quickly covered his face.

"How about you go to sleep in my room tonight? My bed is quite big..."

Xu Ping, I'm going to put this face on, if you dare to refuse, I'll kill you!

Seeing the ferocity in Chu Jin's eyes, Xu Ping swallowed, nodded and said, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

He walked into Chu Jin's bedroom, looked at the tables, chairs and beds inside, and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart as if he had achieved a fruitful result.

Chu Jin followed Xu Ping into the bedroom, locked the bedroom door behind his back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Plan the first step, done!

She carried Xu Ping's quilt to the bed, and her own quilt each occupied half of the bed.

Chu Jin pointed to the gap between the two quilts, and said with a serious expression: "This is the [-]th parallel. If you dare to cross it tonight, I will never end with you!"

After seeing Xu Ping nod, Chu Jin blushed and told Xu Ping to fuck.

Lying on the bed, Xu Ping smelled a familiar smell in the bed, it was the faint fragrance of Chu Jin's body.

Xu Ping silently looked at Chu Jin who was applying skin care products in front of the dressing table, and felt a faint sense of happiness in his heart.

He expended his heart and soul to develop his own career, and took the risk of his life to set foot in the martial arts. Isn't it just to let his woman dress up peacefully?

In the tranquility, Xu Ping felt that his heart was clearer again.

After a while, Chu Jin also climbed onto the bed, covering half of her face with the quilt, revealing a blushing forehead.

This was the first time she slept with a man, and she didn't know how to face Xu Ping.

What she planned in her heart was to get closer to Xu Ping as husband and wife, and she even changed into a cool nightdress specially.

But when he really lay down with Xu Ping, it was as if Chu Jin's brain had stopped working, and his mind went blank.

When Chu Jin was in a mess, he suddenly felt Xu Ping beside him turn over, and gusts of hot wind came from his neck.

She didn't even dare to turn her head, she grabbed the quilt tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Xu Ping, what are you doing? If you touch me, you will be an asshole!"

The breath behind the ear became more obvious, Xu Ping moved closer, and said with a light smile, "Then if I don't touch you, wouldn't it be better than a cock?"

"you……"

Chu Jin let out a coquettish cry, and his body was already suppressed by Xu Ping.

Xu Ping lowered his head and whispered in Chu Jin's ear, "Are you jealous of An Ke?"

Chu Jin's eyelids drooped slightly, and he hummed lightly.

"Then I will inhale the smell of vinegar."

In the next second, their lips met.

It wasn't until the eyes turned black due to lack of oxygen that the two parted reluctantly. There was a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of Chu Jin's mouth, and his eyes were charming.

Xu Ping lay back on his pillow, closed his eyes contentedly, and didn't make another move.

The relationship between husband and wife should be done step by step, neither too hasty nor too slow.

That way, it's fine.