First Lady

"Shanshan, so you miss me so much? Okay...let's go to bed, my bed will definitely make you very comfortable."

Ming Ye deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of Lan Shan, stood up impatiently from the water, pulled a large bath towel, and wrapped Lan Shan.

Regardless of whether Lan Shan agrees or not, he picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

Mingye's bed was really big, and Lan Shan lay on it, looking extremely petite and lovely.

Those wet eyes looked at Ming Ye purely, with a hint of supplication. [

She wanted to hope that Mingye could let her go temporarily when she saw her like this, but she didn't know that delicate appearance made the man want to press her under him more and more, and trampled her hard.

The naked body, seductive eyes, and seductive face make Ming Ye, who is already emotional, how can he hold on and let go, unless someone appears and knocks the young master unconscious at the risk of his life.

"Shanshan, give it to me, don't be afraid...you will like it." Ming Ye couldn't help anymore and leaned over to kiss Lan Shan's lips.

Ming Ye kissed very patiently, hooking Lanshan's uvula slowly and deeply, kissing her so that she no longer had the strength to resist, her hands moved up and down her body, teasing all her senses.

Ming Ye slowly lures out the desire in Lan Shan's body, making her cling to him involuntarily, yearning for more...

Lan Shan only felt that Ming Ye had lit a fire in her body, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, until her nerves were slowly melting, and the feeling of emptiness was getting stronger and stronger.

Lan Shan wrapped her legs around Ming Ye's strong waist, moaning hoarsely: "Ming Ye..."

Every muscle in Ming Ye's body was as hard as a rock, already on the verge of exploding, but he still refused to give up.

Desire suppressed voice, hoarse with deep fascination, whispered coaxingly in Lan Shan's ear: "Hey...do you want it?"

Lan Shan's eyes were blurred and foggy, Ming Ye's words aroused the deepest desire in her heart.

"...Yes, I want you..."

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The pendulum clock in the living room, the hour hand has already pointed to the eight o'clock position at this moment, and the people upstairs still haven't come down.

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On the first day of the new year, I smoked, and my sister also smoked when I wrote meat~~~~~~

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