First Lady

Lan Shan was trembling, her voice seemed to be panting and moaning, under the winter night, it was extremely seductive:

Ming Ye's eyes became darker in an instant, and she pulled Lan Shan into her arms with all her strength, hugging her hot tender body.

A strong masculine aura came over his body, Lan Shan's legs were weak, she didn't want to hand it over to Ming Ye under such circumstances.

But his touch, his voice, his face all seduced her.

The diminutive beauty's uvula unconsciously poked out, and licked her lips. Her misty eyes, tortured by aphrodisiacs, contained all kinds of amorous feelings. Her clothes had been torn off, revealing a large piece of white and tender skin on her chest. She could vaguely see it. To the edge of the lace underwear, it all makes Ming Ye's lust swell. [

Ming Ye picked up Lan Shan and said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't that what you want?"

Lanshan's mind can no longer think at the moment, although subconsciously feel that Mingye's words are a bit strange,

Ming Ye carried Lan Shan into the car, her arms wrapped around his neck like vines, and her cheeks unconsciously rubbed against his.

The slight coolness on his skin makes Lan Shan feel comfortable, but the comfort of Lan Shan is a huge torture for Ming Ye.

The aphrodisiac on her body seemed to be contagious, it made his mouth dry, and he wanted to press her under him and ravage her.

Lan Shan is like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for several days and finally sees an oasis when he is about to die of thirst.

Hugging Ming Ye's neck, eagerly kissing Ming Ye's lips, there is no technique at all, jerky, disorganized, messy kissing.

The agitation in her body calmed down a little, and more ferocious agitation followed in the next second. Simply kissing his lips was not enough, far from enough, she wanted more.

Lan Shan murmured subconsciously: "I want, I want... I really want..."

Writhing restlessly in his arms like a snake, his whole body was so limp as if he didn't have a single bone, rubbing against Ming Ye's body.

This behavior of igniting the fire brought Mingye almost to the brink of explosion.

Ming Ye took a deep breath, holding Lan Shan tightly with one hand, trying to keep her from moving around.

Driving with one hand, turned the direction, and returned to Huayang Chushang again.

This place is the closest to Huayang Chushang, and it's his place, so he can't ask for her in the car.

..................................................................