I was favored by Emperor Shao again today

Chapter 403 Adam's apple kills!He can't take it anymore!

Shen Chengxu rushed over to press Yin Fan under him, and kissed his lips deeply.

A moment in the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and counting red envelopes is a waste of time.

Shen Chengxu reached out with his palm, got into Yin Fan's clothes and walked back and forth against his skin.

His hand gradually moved down one by one, "Hey!"

Yin Fan pushed him away violently, and tidied his clothes in a panic.

"Scum Dog, don't touch it! I warn you, empty out all those yellow paints in your mind."

Yin Fan said with a sullen face, "If I don't finish counting the red envelopes tonight, I will definitely not sleep."

Shen Chengxu was full of lust and couldn't vent it, he was almost going crazy.

Holding his forehead, he said weakly, "Fanfan, today is the wedding night."

"The wedding night is best matched with counting red envelopes."

Yin Fan rummaged through the pile of red envelopes, trying to find the red envelope he opened just now.

There were too many red envelopes, and he couldn't find them after searching for a long time.

Annoyed, he kicked the man next to him on the leg: "Shen Zhagou, where did I count just now? You interrupted me, now it's all right, I can't find that red envelope."

Shen Chengxu held his ankle and stroked his delicate skin: "Fanfan, let's count tomorrow. It's very late today, go to bed early."

"Do you want to sleep? You want to sleep with me."

Yin Fan looked at him with insightful eyes: "I know exactly what is going on in your mind."

"Since you know everything, why don't you satisfy me?"

Shen Chengxu pointed to the bottom: "Look, how big it has risen."

Yin Fan glanced at it, "Hold it."

"Fanfanyi_"

Yin Fan interrupted him: "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and make notes."

Shen Chengxu sighed: "I'll go get a glass of water."

Yin Fan frowned: "You have a lot to do, hurry up!"

"I'm so suffocated, how can I extinguish the fire without drinking a glass of ice water?"

Shen Chengxu asked: "Do you want to drink water? How about bringing you a glass of juice?"

Just now, he glanced at the small tent propped up by Shen Chengxu, but Yin Fan was actually a little dry.

He was choosing between counting red envelopes and sleeping with his husband, and finally chose the former.