Madam Dihao is not good

Sikong Zeye was a little annoyed, and the gesture of kissing her became rude.

Bai Yunshang bears him, knowing that he is unhappy, but doesn't know what to say.

He is going back to France with Caterina tomorrow for the wedding, and she is the one who is suffering the most.

She doesn't want to give up this man, but if she really loves each other, she must sacrifice at a certain time.She believed in his love, because she believed so...

"Yun Shang, don't just talk big words..." Sweat dripped down the bridge of his sexy nose, and he bit her red lips hard, "love>

"I said it... as long as I can be with you, I can do anything..."

"How dare you say that!" Trampled.

"This is something I have thought about and I have decided. I hope you will respect me."

Sikong Zeye suddenly stopped moving, staring at her with deep eyes like a wolf.

Bai Yunshang also widened her eyes, staring at him without fear, showing her stubborn character...

In a trance, Sikong Zeye remembered the time when he first met her.

He understood that it was her stubborn and assertive personality that fascinated him.

Once something happened, she would not be at a loss and wait for the people around her to help her solve it. She would figure out the direction she should go in the fastest time...

Make him love and hate.

Maybe this is love. Personality is a double-edged sword, attracting each other and torturing each other.

They didn't go through the couple's running-in period, so they went directly to >

Lie on your side and light your cigar.

Bai Yunshang was so excited by the teasing, but he stopped suddenly?

Being indifferent for the first time, she was surprised for a moment, bit her lips and closed her eyes to sleep.

For some reason, she felt that the more she slept, the hotter she was, and his hot breath was lingering around her, with the smell of passion just now.

It seems that the blood vessels in the body have been thrown with fire, constantly teasing her...

She took a deep breath and went into the bathroom to shower.

The scalding hot water flowed through every part of her body, hitting the hickey marks, as if his rough palms were ravaging and stroking her body...

An inexplicable emptiness rose from the body, and the wet and sticky fluid kept flowing between the legs. [