Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Wen Biao looked happy when he saw Li Qingran.

Can't help but praise.

"My sister-in-law is truly a hero among women."

Li Qingran's face was rosy, and after drinking a glass, she felt light and airy.

He supported his head with his hands.

Staring at Song Yan stupidly.

Li Qingran never dreamed that this body was like a cup.

She couldn't control her facial expression at this time.

"Old Song? This?"

Wen Biao looked at the drunk Li Qingran sheepishly, "How about you go back first?"

Song Yan looked at the little woman who tilted her head and dragged her chin to giggle, and nodded helplessly.

"Wen Biao, today is mine. I will send your sister-in-law back first and put the things at your place. We will talk about that later when we have a chance."

Wen Biao nodded, looking at Lao Song's crazy look, his teeth were sore, let's go quickly.

It really makes him want to marry his wife.

"Go, go, brothers still care about this, so I'll call my colleagues to eat together later."

Then he shouted to the boss, "Boss, please wait for me, I'll call someone."

Song Yan reluctantly touched Li Qingran's head.

"Let's go?"

Li Qingran turned her head, stretched out her hands, and said with a hint of coquettishness, "Hug."

Song Yan felt that his breathing was stagnant, and looked at Wen Biao as if he was watching a good show.

He quickly hugged Princess Li Qingran and walked quickly outside.

"Comrade Song Yan, why are your face so red?" Li Qingran stretched out her hand and touched his face.

He poked the raised Adam's apple and rubbed it with his soft fingers.

Song Yan's ears felt like they were burning.

He said in a low voice: "Don't touch it."

Li Qingran suddenly held his tongue after hearing this.

"You are cruel to me——"

Eyes sparkling with tears.

Song Yan looked at her red cheeks and aggrieved little mouth.

Suddenly, the entire human and celestial spirit cap was about to lift.

The person on me is like a big carp, "Put me down."

As he spoke, two rows of small teeth bit his arm viciously.

With slightly arrogant and provocative eyes sparkling, Song Yan sighed.

How can I go home like this?

Walk to the hotel next door.

"Hello comrade, I would like a room."

The lesbian seemed drunk when she saw Song Yan holding a woman in his hands.

"Who is this you?"

Song Yan reached out and handed the military officer ID card and marriage certificate in his pocket to the hotel staff.

"We are husband and wife, and my wife is drunk."

The staff looked at it, confirmed it was yes, and nodded.

"The innermost room 208."

Song Yan held Li Qingran and opened room 208 with the key.

He carries his marriage certificate with him every day, because there are always little girls who like to strike up a conversation, and he always says that he is married.

Unexpectedly, this habit came in handy today.

Song Yan looked at the little woman in his arms who kept tickling him.

"Sit down and I'll wash your face."

Li Qingran sat beside the bed dreamily.

I feel aggrieved, whimpering, my teeth hurt so much.

It's still hot.

Want to take off clothes.

As soon as Song Yan came out with a towel, he saw that Li Qingran's clothes were already half untied.

The neckline was half-open, and the summer heat and the drunkenness made her originally fair skin appear a light pink, like a plump and juicy peach.

It makes everyone want to step forward and take a bite.

Song Yan's eyes were slightly hot, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes fell on her young and cute feet.

When he looked up at Li Qingran's eyes, his hazy eyes after drinking seemed to be filled with water, wet and very well-behaved.

Song Yan tightened his fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "Here, wipe your face."

The person who was originally sitting stood up unsteadily, suddenly staggered, and fell down softly.

Song Yan naturally opened his arms, and the two of them rolled onto the bed.

The faint smell of Chinese herbal medicine unique to women fills the tip of the nose.

At this moment, the little woman lying on her body was panting slightly, and her chest was rising and falling, making Song Yan's whole body tense up.

"Song Yan—you are so hard!"

The coquettish voice was full of temptation.

The little woman's hand reached into his shirt at some point. The soft and boneless touch made the man's throat dry and his eyes turned slightly red due to restraint. .

"Qingran, come down."

As if dissatisfied with the man's answer, the woman's little hands became even more unscrupulous.

With a bit of a mute voice, "Qingran, you are in danger."

The woman raised her head lying on the man's neck.

The small red lips gently bit the man's earlobe and wrapped it with the tip of her tongue.

In an instant, a hot electric current passed through his spine, and Song Yan felt that a certain part of his body could no longer control it.

Without waiting for the woman to react, the man turned over and pinned her down tightly.

It seems that he is dissatisfied with his imprisoned hands.

The woman frowned and pouted.

The whole person is like an octopus, trying to entangle the person in front of him.

Song Yan took a deep breath and wanted to pull the person down.

Suddenly, the soft and smooth touch on his lips made Song Yan lose his mind in an instant.

The breath is messy.

He held the back of the woman's head with his big hand and deepened the kiss. The two of them made seductive slurping sounds between their lips and teeth.

After the kiss ended, most of their clothes had been taken off.

Song Yan looked at the sleeping woman in front of him and sighed deeply.

The corners of his restrained eyes were frighteningly red.

His slender fingers buttoned up the woman's shirt one by one.

His voice was low, "Comrade Li, I almost made a mistake."

He looked down at a place where he was about to explode, then turned around and got into the bathroom.

After a long time, there was a groan of release from inside, and the man left the bathroom refreshed.

Looking at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed.

He smiled helplessly and fondly.

His big hand touched her reddish cheek.

Accompanied by the sound of the little woman's long breathing, Song Yan picked up the fan on the side and slowly fanned her, hoping to make her sleep cooler.

"Um--"

Li Qingran felt as if she had had a dream. In the dream, she shamelessly touched Song Yan's abdominal muscles and continued to tease Song Yan. She was going to die just thinking about this.

I admire him a little, but I'm not so horny.

She was so frightened that she suddenly woke up from her sleep.

He rubbed his aching head.

Are you drunk?

Looking around, this seems to be a hotel?

Could it be?Li Qingran quickly checked himself.

Well, not bad.everything is normal.

"woke up?"

Outside the door, Song Yan walked in carrying something to sober up.

Li Qingran looked at Song Yan and suddenly woke up.

A clever man sat up, remembering what happened in his dream, and his face turned red unconsciously.

"Here, drink the hangover soup."

Li Qingran took the bowl from Song Yan's hand and realized that the corner of the man's mouth seemed to be broken.

"What's wrong with your mouth?"

Song Yan looked deeply at the little woman drinking soup, "Well, I accidentally got bitten by a little wild cat."

Little wild cat?

Li Qingran looked up at Song Yan's mouth in disbelief.

He stiffened momentarily.

This... seems to be her masterpiece? ? ?

"Song Yan..." The little woman smiled obediently but with a bit of embarrassment.

"Well, I was drunk, I didn't mean to."

He immediately raised his right hand and said, "I swear, I really didn't mean to bite you."

Song Yan's long fingers holding the bowl paused slightly, without saying a word.

When Li Qingran saw that he didn't speak, was he really angry?

Wuwuwu - I blame myself for not understanding the condition of this body. Why should I drink?

I really feel like I was in a previous life where I could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

Damn.

Wringing his fingers, he slightly raised his chin with a hint of apology.

"In the worst case, I'll bite you back."

Song Yan's little face was still slightly flushed after looking at the attributes of the little woman in front of him.

The toughness of his eyebrows softened a bit, and his fingers gently opened the first button of his shirt.

The whole person has an ascetic handsomeness.

Li Qingran couldn't help but bite her lip and closed her eyes.

"bring it on!"

He looked like he was dying heroically.

Song Yan's voice was clear and bewildering, "Comrade Li, is this too perfunctory?"

Li Qingran didn't expect Song Yan, who had always been serious, to be such a bitch.

Blushing, he stood up from the bed.

Looking into his deep black eyes, he half-raised his head.

"Is that all right?"

The woman's sudden approach made Song Yan's heart skip a beat.

The whole person bent over and leaned towards Li Qingran's ear.

The man's hormonal aura instantly enveloped Li Qingran.

The man's low and pleasant voice had a hint of hoarseness.

"Comrade Li, I like it very much."

It took Li Qingran a second to react. Suddenly, he took two steps back, and his porcelain-white face immediately turned redder.

"Song Yan! You LSP!"