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Chapter 46 Zhao Xinya's secret joy

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When the little ghost passed a turntable and merged into the fast lane, a pedestrian crossed the road illegally and suddenly came through the center of the road. The speed was very fast, which made the little ghost panic. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and stepped on the brakes in time, so he did not hit someone. There was no rear-end collision incident behind the car.

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the little ghost restarted the car. This time, his nerves that had just relaxed were tense tightly, just like the hard wings of a young eagle.

Zhao Xinya is very satisfied with Xiao Gui's reaction. In the past two years, people's awareness of observing the rules and regulations has gradually strengthened, but there are always people who have been lucky enough to cross the road for convenience and cause traffic accidents.

Don't be too nervous, just adapt slowly.

Zhao Xinya comforted that her tenderness relieved the little ghost's tense mood.

After driving in the city for three hours, the little kid has withstood the postgraduate entrance examination, but he feels very tired because he is always focused.

On the edge of a parking lot, they changed seats, and the little ghost felt as if he had been running a marathon for a day in a row, and he was exhausted.

If you are sleepy, just sleep for a while. I will buy some seafood and go back to eat it in the evening.

Madam, I'll go with you, okay?

The little ghost is like a clingy child and refuses to leave Zhao Xinya at all.

All right.

Zhao Xinya parked the car and took Xiao Gui into a large comprehensive shopping mall.

The little ghost has never been to this kind of place. Looking at the dazzling array of goods, he felt his eyes were blurred. He followed his wife, following him step by step, for fear that he would be lost.

Turning east and west, they walked into the underground supermarket. There were rows of shelves in front of them, and all kinds of daily neatly arranged. The lady brought a shopping cart and handed it over to the little ghost for him to push it.

The two of them chatted while walking, and the wife would carefully explain the functions of some weird creatures that the little ghost had never seen before, without any impatientness.

This is completely different from the coldness and arrogance of the wife when she was at home. Now she looks like a sister wearing women's clothes and shopping with her sister, very caring.

Zhao Xinya would put any thing that the little ghost likes to eat into the shopping cart without hesitation, and soon the shopping cart was filled with it.

During the shopping process, Zhao Xinya has been paying attention to the attitude of Xiaogui towards other women. In the supermarket, the proportion of female customers is much higher than that of men, among which beautiful women are everywhere.

Little ghosts usually accidentally scan these women, but they are not lewd. They just take a look and then withdraw their gaze. They will not be too nostalgic, and then restrain their minds. The focus of attention is always on Zhao Xinya, which makes her very satisfied and feel more happy.

Without that woman, she would not like a dedicated man, especially this man loves not other women, but himself.

Zhao Xinya's face was full of spring breeze, and her heart was filled with unspeakable smugness.

When she returned to the car, Zhao Xinya even had the urge to call her husband.

She felt that her life was becoming more and more perfect, and if she could continue to develop like this, she would be satisfied.

However, deep down, there are more expectations in her heart that need to be fulfilled by the little devil, and it is not easy to fully achieve her wish.

This is how people are. They always feel that there are better choices to grasp, and ignore the hard-earned ones that are within their reach.

After such delay, the little ghost had recovered. Zhao Xinya asked him to drive home, sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the little ghost's beautiful half-sided cheek happily.

Perhaps, I should buy him a piece of men's clothing. This kid must be very handsome when dressing up.

Because there is no need to dock in the city to practice driving, the journey back is not long. When passing the traffic post, as long as you see someone wearing a police uniform, the little ghost will be shocked. After all, he does not have a driver's license and will not be as calm as Zhao Xinya.

After driving the car to the door of the villa, the little ghost breathed a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead. This day, he was so nervous, especially the pedestrian crossing the road. The little ghost thought about it now, and his heart was still jumping.

The little ghost first served the wife back to the room, then moved the purchased items back, and then began to prepare supper.

Before I knew it, the little ghost had been in the villa for almost three months. His long black hair began to spread across his earlobes, and he had a shoulder-length trend. His figure was plump and full. He was no longer the thin one he had when he first came. His head had grown a little taller. His eyebrows were like eagle wings turning, his eyes were as white as autumn water, his nose was straight and naturally drooping, and his lips were neither thick nor thin, with a curve like a full moon, which made people feel the urge to kiss.

He is now dressed as a girl, with a hidden strength in his femininity, because he understands the affairs of men and women, and his eyebrows are more mature.

Zhao Xinya was lazy on the sofa, with her slender legs on the armrest of the sofa, using her mobile phone to surf the Internet, checking the news, and when the fragrance came from the kitchen, she couldn't help but move her index finger and her stomach roared.

Xiao Gui's cooking skills seem to have improved.

Zhao Xinya sat up, followed the fragrance to the little ghost's back, and walked his hands through the boy's ribs, stroking his body.

The boy's body began to become hot and hot under the instigation of his wife. Then, the woman's slender and beautiful five fingers slid into the ghost's clothes, crossed the mountain, crossed the river, walked across the plain, crossed the grass, and finally started climbing before trekking to the round meat mountain.

This is a magnificent mountain of Rou Mountain, tall and steep, like a pillar that rises to the sky, standing tall. However, the five military horses sent by the lady were all strangers like Spider-Man Catwoman, and soon occupied the foot of Rou Mountain, the mountainside, and the top of the mountain, like a sea of ​​clouds and mist, wrapping it up, repeatedly squeezed and kneaded.

It was a nearly majestic force that twisted and deformed the Roushan.

A shallow murmur came out of the little ghost's throat, and the rhythm of cooking couldn't help but mess up.

The lady completely pressed her body against the little ghost's back, and there were only two layers of single clothes between her skin. However, due to the hot body, the two layers of single clothes could not block it. The little ghost seemed to be trapped in two soft waves, and her body trembled slightly.

If I stir-fry the vegetables, I will punish you severely.

The lady's soft tone blew into the little ghost's ear, and then her teeth bit the boy's earlobe, causing him to almost throw away the cooking tools in his hand.

After finally putting this braised shrimp on the plate, the little ghost suddenly felt that the gate in his lower abdomen was about to open. He leaned his hands on the stove and his little butt was sticking out, so that most of his wife's body was completely pressed on his back.

Going?

The lady asked softly as she let go of her movements.

Yes, madam, can I go?

The little ghost's face flushed, and he couldn't resist the irresistible impulse inside.

That won't work. You have to learn to be patient. If you can't bear it, I will beat you to death.

Zhao Xinya's voice was like a sound of nature, but there was a hint of coldness in her tone.

The little ghost was still a little afraid of the wife's punishment.