MTL - School Heroine Secretly Loves Me-Chapter 95 balcony

Not long ago

Song Nanqiao has newly installed a small balcony in his house.

Although the two live in the Wen family's villa most of the time, Song Nanqiao still hopes to have a small and warm home.

So this year, Song Nanqiao redecorated the house. Now it looks like the whole house is much more refined, especially the balcony in the backyard, where are there many flowers that Wen Wenyao likes, I also bought a hanging chair and a sofa, and the whole decoration style looks very warm.

The living room is also full of Wen Wenyao's surroundings, with Wen Wenyao's posters, desk calendars and pillows, and most of the equipment in the room is also endorsed by Wen Wenyao. This room, Now it looks like it was decorated by Wen Wenyao's ardent fans.

After the renovation

Song Nanqiao told Wen Wenyao about this.

Wen Wenyao just finished this month's filming assignment, - hearing this news, the whole person is refreshed.

"Okay."

"I haven't been to your house yet."

Wen Wenyao hugged her and said coquettishly.

As Song Nanqiao's wife, she has not been to Song Nanqiao's house, so she feels that something is missing, and now that it is newly renovated, Wen Wenyao wants to see it even more.

"Okay, I'll take you to stay-night tomorrow."

"Love you."

Wen Wenyao stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Nanqiao on the cheek.

…

Next afternoon

Song Nanqiao took her to the house, Wen Wenyao held her hand and stood with her intimately, the two have now made it public, going out on a date or going home together No need to cover up.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, Wen Wenyao rushed in curiously.

Sure enough…

Here are her traces…

The decoration is very careful, even the wallpaper is her favorite color…

"I like it~" Wen Wenyao was really happy, walking around the room with her small steps, she liked this kind of warm and beautiful picture.

"Can we live here often in the future?" Wen Wenyao turned around and looked at Song Nanqiao with a smile.

"Of course you can, then I'll let the home textile company replace it with the best quilt."

Song Nanqiao suddenly remembered that the sheets here are still very ordinary, and Wen Wenyao should not be used to them.

"Good."

Wen Wenyao nodded and went to the balcony again.

—Coming here, Wen Wenyao was shocked.

Song Nanqiao actually planted roses, bright and bright roses with bright red color, it seems that they have been cultivated very well.

"I planted these myself."

Song Nanqiao leaned against the wall next to her, feeling a little complacent. It took her a lot of time. She often sneaked over during the company's lunch break and spent a lot of energy .

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"I like it very much." Wen Wenyao burst into a sweet smile.

She can feel that the longer she is with Song Nanqiao, the better Song Nanqiao seems to treat her, these roses must have spent a lot of energy.

"Just stay here tonight and I'll make dinner."

Song Nanqiao patted her head, and it happened that there were some ingredients in the refrigerator, which could be solved for dinner tonight.

"Okay." Naturally, Wen Wenyao didn't make any sense. He walked to the room of the two of them, and simply tidied up - took off the sheets and duvet cover, and sorted out the clothes he brought over.

evening

Song Nanqiao finished cooking.

The two were sitting at the dining table, and Song Nanqiao gave her some slices of meat.

"I haven't been filming recently, so just eat more—it's okay."

She actually didn't want to see Wen Wenyao go on a diet for so long for a play.

"You eat more too."

Wen Wenyao also put some vegetables in the bowl for her.

—After a simple dinner, Song Nanqiao asked her to take a bath, while he was in the kitchen, washing the tableware and chopsticks just now.

"Nan Qiao~"

"Huh?"

"—I want to sit on the balcony—yes, I heard that I can see the moon tonight." Wen Wenyao wiped his body in the bathroom.

This afternoon, she found that the location on the balcony is very good, just to be able to see the moon, and there are no people around, so she can be quiet.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

Song Nanqiao finished washing the dishes and untied the apron around him.

It happened that Wen Wenyao had already taken a shower at this time, the woman with red cheeks wrapped in a bath towel, walked out of the bathroom slowly, and in the closet, found a silk nightgown, bright red color, looks gorgeous.

"I wear this... won't I be too mature?" Thinking that I am only 25 years old this year, and I have never worn this color before, but there is no better now.

"Have you changed?"

"Okay~" Wen Wenyao opened the door and threw himself into Song Nanqiao's arms.

Wen Wenyao hung her neck and let Song Nanqiao take her to the balcony.

Song Nanqiao wanted to put her on the hanging chair, but when she just bent down to put her down, Wen Wenyao took the initiative to put her lips up.

The warm kiss melted on the lips.

Song Nanqiao was frightened and almost let go, but fortunately she responded quickly, so she quickly hugged Wen Wenyao and lifted her up again.

Currently Wen Wenyao put his arms between his legs, buried it on his shoulders, and clasped his hands tightly, as if he was unwilling to get off Song Nanqiao.

"What's the matter?" Song Nanqiao suppressed the urge in her heart and asked.

"Let's come here once...I want it." Wen Wenyao licked the tip of her ear and slowly hugged her again, her voice seductive and seductive, as if she could seduce With Song Nanqiao.

—The instant stimulation made Song Nanqiao's legs weak.

"Not so suddenly..." She couldn't take it.

"Pfft, so is it okay?"

Wen Wenyao raised her head and stared straight at Song Nanqiao with her peach blossom eyes, probably because of the bath, there was some mist in her eyeballs. She hugged Song Nanqiao tightly, the two were in close contact, and because Wen Wenyao had just taken a shower, Song Nanqiao felt very hot.

"Not here."

Song Nanqiao refused very decisively.

Although this balcony is in a special location and there are no people around, Song Nanqiao is still worried that some paparazzi will follow Wen Wenyao, or there is a small chance of being seen.

"No, aren't there so many flowers on the balcony? You should be fine with me under your body."

To tell the truth, Wen Wenyao just wanted to be here, and the scenery tonight was not bad. The roses blocked the view of the windowsill and could hardly be seen. Song Nanqiao was worried too much.

"But..."

Song Nanqiao looked around and saw that there was no one here, but...with her strict temperament, she wouldn't do these things, and time was entangled.

"Baby..."

"Huh?"

"Don't be so restrictive, it's exciting isn't it?"

Wen Wenyao smiled sweetly - next, if you kiss Song Nanqiao's lips.

Remembering that she was still holding Wen Wenyao, Song Nanqiao didn't feel tired.

"Hmmm..."

It was the default, Song Nanqiao made a umm sound, she lifted Wen Wenyao's legs and put her on top of her.

It's really light...

Song Nanqiao suddenly felt distressed... I ate too little...

"You're distracted."

Perceiving Song Nanqiao's inattentiveness, Wen Wenyao pecked the corner of her lips in dissatisfaction. After that, the two started to kiss each other tightly.

Wen Wenyao exhaled hot breath and felt Song Nanqiao's kiss on her neck, she raised her head and endured what Song Nanqiao gave her, with some water mist in her eyes, comfortable Squinting, she was enjoying the service Song Nanqiao gave her.

Wen Wenyao is very light. Because of the reason of filming all the year round, she has always maintained a good body shape. Song Nanqiao holds her without any effort.

"Put me down, your arms will be sore."

Wen Wenyao was also reluctant to let her hold her like this, Wan-hand was too sore, and she would have to wait for a while in the future.

"Well, you wait here for me--next."

Song Nanqiao put her on the hanging chair, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. After washing it carefully, she carried the soft quilt of the bed and went to the balcony.

Wen Wenyao put the quilt on the ground in a puzzled look.

"Lie down, I'll take care of you."

"Okay"

Wen Wenyao was expecting and shy, lying down obediently, her soft body revealed in the moonlight, and her fair and translucent complexion made Song Nanqiao's heart move.

Seeing Song Nanqiao's eager eyes, Wen Wenyao felt her cheeks get a little warm, and then she boldly took off her bathrobe. The bright red bathrobe was thrown to the side, - Fu Jiao A good ketone body is displayed, naked, like a white and tender lamb.

Song Nanqiao couldn't bear it any longer, and pressed Wen Wenyao hard.

Like stroking a delicate rose, Song Nanqiao moved down and felt the smoothness and delicacy in her hands. Wen Wenyao seldom accepted this kind of stimulation, and soon, wherever Song Nanqiao went, he was dyed with large patches of red, dot-dot, as if to erode her.

Suddenly, it seemed to be in a warm place, and the knuckles became lubricated, as if soaked in warm water, comfortable and soft.

Wen Wenyao's vibrato came from her ear, she was enduring and enjoying. Wen Wenyao grabbed the soft quilt and covered his face shyly. His face was covered, but he was powerless to resist Song Nanqiao's powerful wrist attack.

“I love you so much…”

Wen Wenyao's eyes were a little red, and under Song Nanqiao's care, he said these words unconsciously...

"I love you too."

Song Nanqiao smiled, hugged her tightly, and started the last time.

She watched Wen Wenyao bloom in the moonlight with her own eyes.

…

After the fact

Song Nanqiao took her to take a bath

Then took her back to the room and took a new quilt to cover her.

After finishing everything, Song Nanqiao returned to the balcony and put the

I threw the quilt into the washing machine, while I was taking care of the post-war ruins with mops and rags.

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