First Lady

The youngest daughter's shyness is self-evident, Lan Shan couldn't help but sigh, she is another child who has been bewitched.

Women who fall in love with Ming Ye are very pitiful, but Lan Shan can't bear to hurt her, so she said ambiguously: "If it's really your happiness, you won't be able to escape sooner or later."

As soon as the words fell, the left and right sides suddenly tightened, and they were wrapped by a big warm palm.

Lan Shan's body trembled, but she didn't withdraw her hand.

Her body is cold, and now it's winter, even indoors, with the heating and air-conditioning fully turned on, her hands and feet are still cold, the warm temperature makes her attached, and she is reluctant to let go. [

Lan Shan pouted secretly, she really is a selfish bad woman.

But she can't be blamed for this, if he refuses to let go, no one can break free from his grasp, this is very clear to Lan Shan.

He simply let him, as if it was a pure natural hand warmer.

But the hand warmer seems to be more than just a simple hand warming tool.

The slender and strong fingers slowly rubbed against her palm, with a wordless provocation, like a small ambiguity between lovers, bringing waves of electric shocks, Lan Shan couldn't help trembling slightly.

Lan Shan wanted to struggle but was afraid that Lan Wei'er would find out if she moved too much, so she could only secretly take advantage of her not paying attention, turned around and gave the culprit on the left a vicious look, and pinched his nails hard when he was injured.

But the culprit still looked like he had nothing to do with him, he didn't feel the pain at all, he was so angry that he raised his foot and wanted to kick him, but he didn't mention it, but he pinched his foot and couldn't stop him.

Lan Weier was still discussing the profound and philosophical issue of 'happiness' with Lanshan, but she didn't expect that there was a beautiful spring under the table.

The stepmother's hand was held in the stepson's, and the fingers were intertwined in an ambiguous way.

The exquisite and petite left foot was clamped firmly by a pair of slender long legs.

Lan Shan couldn't break free, she was afraid of being discovered by others, but she didn't dare to move too much, she broke out in sweat in a hurry.

Lan Wei'er noticed something strange in Lan Shan, and asked with concern: "Mrs. Ming, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Lan Shan smiled far-fetchedly: "It's okay, it's just... I feel a little hot."

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