After taking a shower, he entered the study with the fragrance of soap kettle. Zhu Wanyi, who was still warm and affectionate just now, became serious and serious because he wanted to start teaching Ning Wan to write.
In the future, he became the mistress of the family. He was afraid that he would be deceived by his subordinates. Therefore, Zhu Wanyi, who was the softest in his daily life, had a very tough attitude in this matter.
He found that as soon as Ning Wan read and wrote, she felt restless, her hands and eyes were extremely inconsistent, and every stroke of the words she tried hard to write was scattered all over the world. In this regard, he finally came up with an excellent countermeasure, which is to write blindfolded.
Ning Wan's eyes were covered by a black cloth strip, and she stood in front of the desk and was forced to hang her wrist and droop her pen. She wrote Chinese characters in a stroke and stroke on the concave field grid paper specially made by Zhu Wanyi.
Zhu Xueju was very strict in this regard, standing behind her with her body straight, her voice calm and steady without any charm: Too dispersed!Pay attention to the structure of the frame and feel it carefully.
Now he has learned all the simple words. From tonight, he has taught the poems in the Book of Songs. He is tired by holding a brush and wrist. He can clearly write every word, but he feels very disgusting when writing it. After writing the four words "The Reeds are Grey" and Ning Wan said that she would never write anything.
Unless you hold my hand and write with me.
Zhu Wanyi couldn't, so he put her body on her from behind, took her left hand to touch the range of Tianzi grid, held her right hand with her right hand, and recited as he used his pen: ...White dew is frost.The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.I followed it upstream, and the road was long and hindered.I followed it upstream, and it seemed to be in the middle of the water.
His voice was clear in his ears as if the wind had passed through the bamboo forest, carrying a refreshing, warm and pure atmosphere. His body was constantly emitting heat. Even if he had no time to stand by, his fingers were kneaded and powerful when he used his pen, and his whole body was filled with a tempting atmosphere of abstinence.
Ning Wan could not continue writing. She tried to pull off the eye cloth with both hands, turned around and pierced into the man's arms: Mr., you have selfish thoughts.
Although it is not the artistic conception of red sleeves that add fragrance to the fragrance, this teaching-style interaction is the best way to relax for Zhu Wanyi to study hard all day.
At this moment, Wen Xiang was in her arms, and her fingers that never followed the rules were poking his sensitive back waist. Zhu Wanyi was a little distracted and asked casually: Why do you say this?
It seems to be in the middle of the water... It's not that the source of my name. There are so many chapters in the Book of Songs, and you just teach me this song "Jian Jia". Isn't it selfish? Have you been unable to extricate yourself from the village leader?
Under the gentle candlelight, her eyebrows and eyes were pretty, and her bright red lips looked like moving petals, which were indescribable. Zhu Wanyi turned his head directly to seal the alkali with a kiss. The moist and soft touch made his heart beat faster. In addition, she was still nagging, and her mouth was slightly open. Zhu Wanyi stretched out his palm to hold the back of her head, and his tongue easily pried open her lips.
It's like tasting the most extreme delicacy in the world, licking the tip of the tongue one by one, licking her sensitive palate, and then hooking her soft little tongue and sucking her hook dance together.
This kind of thing does not require human education at all.
Ning Wan was soon breathless by his wet kiss, and her body fell soft inch by inch, and was pressed tightly on her chest.
There was excess saliva winding along the corner of her mouth. At this moment, Ning Wan's nose was filled with his Hsinchu-like smell, his heart was filled with his sudden enthusiasm, and her heart was beating, which shocked her so much that she couldn't help but make a sound.
After a while, Zhu Wanyi stopped kissing long wet, and a shiny silver thread was pulled out when his lips were split. His chest kept rising and falling, and he leaned over to peck at her obviously rosy lips: Strange, you don’t like sweets, why do you taste so sweet?Madam, let's go back to the bedroom...
In the future, he became the mistress of the family. He was afraid that he would be deceived by his subordinates. Therefore, Zhu Wanyi, who was the softest in his daily life, had a very tough attitude in this matter.
He found that as soon as Ning Wan read and wrote, she felt restless, her hands and eyes were extremely inconsistent, and every stroke of the words she tried hard to write was scattered all over the world. In this regard, he finally came up with an excellent countermeasure, which is to write blindfolded.
Ning Wan's eyes were covered by a black cloth strip, and she stood in front of the desk and was forced to hang her wrist and droop her pen. She wrote Chinese characters in a stroke and stroke on the concave field grid paper specially made by Zhu Wanyi.
Zhu Xueju was very strict in this regard, standing behind her with her body straight, her voice calm and steady without any charm: Too dispersed!Pay attention to the structure of the frame and feel it carefully.
Now he has learned all the simple words. From tonight, he has taught the poems in the Book of Songs. He is tired by holding a brush and wrist. He can clearly write every word, but he feels very disgusting when writing it. After writing the four words "The Reeds are Grey" and Ning Wan said that she would never write anything.
Unless you hold my hand and write with me.
Zhu Wanyi couldn't, so he put her body on her from behind, took her left hand to touch the range of Tianzi grid, held her right hand with her right hand, and recited as he used his pen: ...White dew is frost.The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.I followed it upstream, and the road was long and hindered.I followed it upstream, and it seemed to be in the middle of the water.
His voice was clear in his ears as if the wind had passed through the bamboo forest, carrying a refreshing, warm and pure atmosphere. His body was constantly emitting heat. Even if he had no time to stand by, his fingers were kneaded and powerful when he used his pen, and his whole body was filled with a tempting atmosphere of abstinence.
Ning Wan could not continue writing. She tried to pull off the eye cloth with both hands, turned around and pierced into the man's arms: Mr., you have selfish thoughts.
Although it is not the artistic conception of red sleeves that add fragrance to the fragrance, this teaching-style interaction is the best way to relax for Zhu Wanyi to study hard all day.
At this moment, Wen Xiang was in her arms, and her fingers that never followed the rules were poking his sensitive back waist. Zhu Wanyi was a little distracted and asked casually: Why do you say this?
It seems to be in the middle of the water... It's not that the source of my name. There are so many chapters in the Book of Songs, and you just teach me this song "Jian Jia". Isn't it selfish? Have you been unable to extricate yourself from the village leader?
Under the gentle candlelight, her eyebrows and eyes were pretty, and her bright red lips looked like moving petals, which were indescribable. Zhu Wanyi turned his head directly to seal the alkali with a kiss. The moist and soft touch made his heart beat faster. In addition, she was still nagging, and her mouth was slightly open. Zhu Wanyi stretched out his palm to hold the back of her head, and his tongue easily pried open her lips.
It's like tasting the most extreme delicacy in the world, licking the tip of the tongue one by one, licking her sensitive palate, and then hooking her soft little tongue and sucking her hook dance together.
This kind of thing does not require human education at all.
Ning Wan was soon breathless by his wet kiss, and her body fell soft inch by inch, and was pressed tightly on her chest.
There was excess saliva winding along the corner of her mouth. At this moment, Ning Wan's nose was filled with his Hsinchu-like smell, his heart was filled with his sudden enthusiasm, and her heart was beating, which shocked her so much that she couldn't help but make a sound.
After a while, Zhu Wanyi stopped kissing long wet, and a shiny silver thread was pulled out when his lips were split. His chest kept rising and falling, and he leaned over to peck at her obviously rosy lips: Strange, you don’t like sweets, why do you taste so sweet?Madam, let's go back to the bedroom...
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