My husband always wears my panties

Chapter 8

For the next few days, I spent all my time at Wen Lun's house, only occasionally going home to show my face.

Although my mother scolded me for not staying home during the Chinese New Year, considering that Wen Lun's family members were not around, leaving him alone for the Chinese New Year was a bit lonely, and after Wen Lun could teach me to study again, she stopped talking.

Wen Lun went to my house to pay New Year's greetings and brought a lot of gadgets. He got them from his father when he came home this time. They are novel but not expensive. They can express his heart and make my parents feel happy. Accept without burden.

My parents naturally liked him very much, and my mother even expressed that she wanted a good son like Wen Lun, and she felt very bad for my naughtiness.

I curled my lips silently in my heart. After you know that Wen Lun has abducted me, I wonder if you will break his legs, um, and mine.I touched my legs and felt a little chilly.

"What are you doing in a daze, go wash the dishes" My mother crushed me mercilessly again.Even washing the dishes can't stop my thoughts from running wild, and I seem to have seen the limping me and Wen Lun in the future, two little old men walking in the snow with difficulty, supporting each other to move forward, I am helpless, even if it is miserable Still looking forward to.

Wen Lun sneaked into the kitchen while my parents were not paying attention, "Do you want me to help?"

I kicked him, and said with a smile, "Get out, you are a guest at my house, what does it sound like to ask you to work, my mother will be suspicious when she sees it."

After washing the dishes, Wen Lun took me back to his house as usual. We were in love and wished we could grow on each other.

When I entered his house, I threw myself on the sofa in the living room, feeling full and sleepy.

Wen Lun walked in, and I heard him chuckle, I don't know if it was because of his lust, Wen Lun also got down on his stomach, but he was lying on top of me, with his limbs overlapping, and he pressed me firmly underneath.

I couldn't even breathe, I shook my body vigorously, and said sullenly: "You are too heavy, come down quickly, you will crush me to death"

He turned sideways and dropped his upper body on the sofa to reduce the weight on me, but his legs were still on top of me.

I know what he thinks, just like me, he doesn't want to be in contact with each other all the time, hugging, holding hands, or even hooking fingers, as long as he can touch each other, he feels extremely at ease, and even the corners of his mouth will raise unconsciously.

He raised his right hand to stroke my hair, which slowly slid down to my ear. He had just come back from the outside, and my ear hadn't recovered from the cold. Wen Lun rubbed my fingertips to make me itchy.

I smiled and interrupted his troublesome hand, "Why do you still want to rub it to make it hot, if you touch it again, you will catch fire."

Wen Lun didn't understand my nasty words, and said seriously: "Huo Xiayang, you look so pretty when you smile."

It was the first time Wen Lun praised me so bluntly. I was very impressed, because the next second I seduced him badly, "Wen Lun, do you want to kiss?"

Wen Lun's pupils shrank, and his head slowly approached me, but my index finger blocked the way forward.

"Not now." I shook my head and refused, leaving him disappointed on the sofa alone.

"When can it be?" Wen Lun's voice was a little soft, as if he couldn't talk about kissing and making love as calmly as I did, but it's enough if he can act.

"You'll know soon." I laughed and ran away, and blew him a kiss back.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, we set off some fireworks in the yard. I wanted to set off heart-shaped fireworks for Wen Lun, but the shops were closed, so I had to find some flower-shaped fireworks from my home. He, Wen Lun, was not too picky, and readily accepted them all.

I found a few candles and placed them on the ground, sparsely arranged in the shape of a heart.Looking at the oddly shaped heart, I smiled and said, "Next time I'll make a nice one for you, this time I'll let it go."

Wen Lun couldn't help laughing while looking at the candle: "It's really ugly."

I stretched out my hands and pulled his face out of shape, and said sternly: "Only I can say ugly", seeing Wen Lun begging for mercy with a smile, I rolled my eyes and said, "Otherwise, I will make it up to you, okay?"

"How to compensate?"

I pretended to be contemplative, and then blew into his ear, "Just—let me make it up."

Although this is the second kiss, from Wen Lun's proficiency in kissing and the ever-changing patterns, his skills have improved significantly. Although the tongue is messing around in my mouth, the hands are still placed neatly. On my waist, the restraint is amazing.

I couldn't bear it, my hands kept stroking Wen Lun's back, and there was a downward trend, gradually reaching the middle of his legs, stroking through his pants.I can feel his enthusiasm through the pants, I am a little proud, only I can make him so excited.

I was not satisfied and took his hand to touch me, and it was very cool to be touched by him, and I even moaned comfortably.

The ass was slapped, and we ended the warm kiss. I looked at him inexplicably, "Why?" Isn't it cool to kiss, why did you hit me.

Wen Lun said with red ears, "Don't call yourself so lascivious."

I glared at him, you are lewd.But thinking that we are still outside, it would be bad if a neighbor came out and saw us kissing and touching, wishing to fight in the yard.

It's pretty cool to have a hot kiss outside in such a cold day.

After extinguishing the candles and tidying up the yard, we went back to the house.

I asked Wen Lun if he secretly watched some movies behind my back, or read some pink and tender magazines again, and his kissing skills have improved so fast, he almost killed me just now.

When Wen Lun mentioned the magazine, he obviously froze for a moment. He probably expected that I would laugh at him for the rest of his life, but he replied honestly, "All my experience comes from you."

I was satisfied, and in the days to come, I would never tire of teaching him every technique and every posture I knew. Although my knowledge was also learned from the film, it did not hinder our communication.Wen Lun is a good student, with a strong comprehension ability, and can draw inferences from one instance to another. Watching him step down from the altar of abstinence under my guidance, there is an unprecedented satisfaction.

After the fifteenth day, the school will start. Thanks to Wen Lun, I finished my winter homework seriously for the first time during the winter vacation, and even wrote the composition in an eloquent manner.Instead of frantically copying homework the day before school starts.

Seeing that I didn't borrow his homework this time for the first time, I came to ask me why in doubt.I proudly showed him every completed test paper, "How about it, my master is amazing"

The first in age looked at me and Wen Lun, bowed his head and whispered to me, "Okay, you, I didn't expect to be so familiar with the master, so I asked him to borrow you to copy it?"

I put the paper on the face of the first age, "You look down on me too much, I made this all myself."

The first grader looked unbelievable, and flipped through my homework roughly, "Impossible, how can you solve these questions at your level?"

I was out of breath, and slapped him on the back, "How is that impossible, I did it, although Wen Lun taught me a few questions." The voice behind the words was so low that it almost drowned in my throat.

The first-year-old had an expression of "I knew it was like this", and continued to gossip with me, I didn't know he was such an idiot, "How did you do it, you can get the favor of the great god, you don't even know what Yu Qingmian wants I got close to the master, but I haven't been able to say a word to him until now, no one in our class dares to get close to Wen Lun."

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large, so I want to go over it.

First of all, Yu Qingmian is the school belle of our school. She looks pure and pleasant, and she studies well. It is said that because she is an old woman, her parents cherish this jewel in their hearts very much and dote on her in every possible way, which fits all Bai Fumei's settings.It is said that the people chasing him can go to the train station from this row, which shows his popularity.

Although Yu Qingmian usually has a mild temper, she is also a cold little white flower. Now even the oldest knows that she wants to "get close" with Wen Lun. Of course, her heart is Sima Zhao's heart.

I looked at Wen Lun's side face reciting ancient poems and essays, and patted his chest quietly. Luckily, I had taken him down long ago. Otherwise, with Wen Lun's high-quality conditions, I don't know how many people would be secretly watching, so I should be more careful in the future. point.

Then I noticed that the title of Wen Lun mentioned twice in the first and second grades was actually enshrined on the altar by everyone. It can be seen how much the previous exams had impacted everyone.

He is so unsmiling to everyone, but always makes me hug my thigh easily. I am proud of him, hehehe, such an excellent Wen Lun is my man.

The first grader slapped me to wake me up, "What is it?" the voice was a bit loud, Wen Lun turned his head to look at us both.

The first grader was frozen by Wen Lun's gaze, turned around stiffly, and left without looking back. Our topic ended without a problem.

Wen Lun leaned over, "Don't smile at him like that."

what does it look like

I realized, is Wen Lun jealous?

Seeing that no one around was looking at us, I quickly smudged his lips, teasing him ambiguously, "I will only smile at you from now on."

Although Wen Lun was shocked by my behavior, no one noticed and objected, so he hummed and went back to recite ancient poems.

I glanced at one of his Chinese books from the corner of my eye. He had memorized this ancient poem a long time ago, and he could write it backwards. Usually, he would look at it at most, but today this page is actually filled with a whole morning self-study, Wen Lun Never do something so inefficient.

Mensao, I secretly laughed in my heart.