Chapter: 1622

Qin Xiaobao gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Zhan Nianbei lowered his head and kissed her forehead, held back a smile and said, "Qin Xiaobao, if you don't want to, I won't force you."

When did she say she didn't want to?

The man must have deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.

Qin Xiaobao was dissatisfied, so he pinched Zhan Nianbei's waist, glared at him fiercely, and did not speak.

Zhan Nianbei was pinched innocently by her: "I even said I wouldn't force you, why are you staring at me so viciously?"

He had the nerve to ask her why she was staring at him?

Didn't he just say he wanted to fuck her, why the fuck didn't he do it?

If he, Zhan Nianbei, were a real man, he would act immediately if he could say it. This coy look is more feminine than a woman.

Zhan Nianbei shrugged: "speak up if you have something to say, you stare at me like this, which makes me very frightened."

He was terrified, he was just making fun of her.

This man, the older he gets, the thicker his skin is, and the older he gets, the less he deserves to be beaten.

If it weren't for her liking for him, she would have kicked the man downstairs from the window.

He glared at him fiercely, Qin Xiaobao was still puzzled, and rushed forward to bite Zhan Nianbei: "Zhan Nianbei, you old bastard, are you blind?"

If it wasn't for his blindness, how could he not see that she was so willing.

"Want?" Zhan Nianbei asked again, the smug arc of the corners of his lips raised even higher, with a kind of pride after a small trick succeeded.

"Think." It's really not Qin Xiaobao's personality to be twitchy. Her personality is straightforward, and she does whatever she thinks.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you." Obviously he was hungry and wanted to eat "meat", but he still wanted to dump the blame on his wife. This army commander is also very black-bellied.

Zhan Nianbei picked up Qin Xiaobao and was about to go back to his room to "feed" himself, but when he turned around, he saw Zhan Limo standing at the door of the study, looking at the couple with disdain.

Qin Xiaobao quickly buried his head in Zhan Nianbei's chest, pretending he didn't see anything.

Zhan Nianbei coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, and then said: "Boy, go play your game, Mom and Dad have business to do."

Although this kid is often an eyesore, he is also the child of their husband and wife. Zhan Nianbei still loves this brat.

"Dad, mom is only in her thirties, but you are in your forties, so be careful." Zhan Limo, who is a little ghost, left such a meaningful sentence, and then went to play his game.

"What does he mean?" Zhan Nianbei was stunned.

Qin Xiaobao covered his mouth and laughed triumphantly: "Zhan Nianbei, I didn't say you are old, your precious son also said you were old."

"That brat's butt doesn't hurt anymore." Zhan Nianbei roared, and when he saw Qin Xiaobao in his arms, he smiled ambiguously, "Qin Xiaobao, you know best whether I'm old or not."

"Aren't you old?" Qin Xiaobao had to admit that Zhan Nianbei was really not old.

The figure with eight-pack abs and the good physical strength maintained by years of exercise are beyond the reach of many young men in their early twenties.

Being able to catch up with Zhan Nianbei is the most proud thing in Qin Xiaobao's life. When she goes to the underworld, she can brag about it for a long time.

"I'll let you try it."