The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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"We don't get married! We just have sex! Then if you don't like me in the future, you can kick me openly! If I don't like you, I can also slap and leave, and then go find me Seventeen or eighteen little sisters..."

"Ling Mufeng, you bastard!"

Ye Zhiqiu became angry from embarrassment, and slapped him.

Ling Mufeng just caught her fist and pulled her into his arms. [

He bowed his head and kissed her, and then said:

"Okay, Zhiqiu, you are already mine, and it's useless to regret it. I want...I want to eat you!"

Still panicking, Ling Mufeng had already safely thrown her on the mattress, and then slowly approached her.

From those thin, sensual lips, very seductive words spit out.

Like, champagne with fragrant venom.

"Come on, Zhiqiu, love me again!"

"Big pervert, wolf, big bastard, go away!"

The futile efforts to stop her could only make her wear less and less.

Soon, he was stripped into a shivering little white sheep.

"Hehe, you can't escape, dear... let's plant maple leaves!"

Ling Mufeng chuckled, and quickly took off the restraints all over his body.

That handsome face was convulsed because of his laughter, giving off a sinister and unbearable feeling.

"what……"

(The word n ​​is omitted below, ahem, don’t blame me, the little friends of Tianchao Education want cj and river crab, sin, sin, rice tofu)

Luckily it was Saturday.

Finally, he had the time and energy to make Ling Mufeng feel aggrieved for half a month.

——No, in fact, it should be five months of passion, all in one brain, and vented out.

Ling Mufeng, who completely let go of his hands and feet, was so brave that it was unacceptable.

Fortunately, Ling Mufeng was not like last time, just rushing and venting his emotions. [

noon.

Ye Zhiqiu, who had softened into a puddle of water, was carried to the shower by Ling Mufeng.

Ye Zhiqiu, who has no strength at all, can only let someone rub it.