Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Yang Mifan's clothes were in a mess, under the well-tailored royal blue suit, the expensive white shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a strong and strong chest.

In his arms, he embraced two flirtatious and beautiful women.

A woman, obedient like a kitten, lay quietly on his chest; a woman was wild and fiery, with a big thorn sitting on his lap, a slender arm wrapped intimately around his chest. neck, the other hand held the wine, and pressed the crystal clear glass wall to his sexy and perfect thin lips.

Obviously, Mu Wanqing's appearance disrupted the woman's movement of feeding him wine.

When Yang Mufan saw Mu Wanqing, the luster in his deep black eyes suddenly became darker and darker.

Calm and calm, he hugged the two beautiful women in his arms with greater strength. His sharp eyes, which were cold enough to freeze the air, shot straight at the ground like a knife blade, and he fell to the ground in pain. The rolling bodyguard, with thin lips, opened lightly: "Trash, you can't even stop a person, get out—"

The voice is not high, but the prestige revealed by it is undeniable.

Noticing that Yang Mufan's complexion had changed slightly, the two women beside him immediately became vigilant and careful, fearing that an extremely subtle movement of theirs would anger this demon-like man.

The bodyguard who fell as if his whole body was about to fall apart heard this, and immediately nodded in panic: "Yes. I'll get out now. Get out now..."

After saying that, without caring about the pain on his body, the bodyguard quickly crawled out of the private room.

The glamorous woman sitting on Yang Mufan's lap saw that Yang Mufan was showing signs of anger, and hurriedly shouted coquettishly: "Boss Yang, don't be angry, Yinyin will feed you a drink."

As she said that, the woman whose stage name was Yin Yin was about to feed the whiskey in her hand into Mu Fan's mouth.

Admiring Fan's handsome face, she turned away slightly, and said in an extremely ambiguous and doting tone: "Hey, it's so boring. Put another way, I like exciting and hot things."

Upon hearing this, Yin Yin's soft and boneless little hand lightly beat on Yang Mifan's strong and thick chest: "Mr. Yang, you are good or bad. Everyone is shy..."

That's what I said, but Yinyin couldn't wait to change into a seductive posture, slightly turned her body away, revealing her beautiful and charming collarbone, and poured cold whiskey into her collarbone socket.

As she brought her collarbone close to admire Fan's lips, the amber liquid flowed slowly along her milk-like tender skin, like a gurgling stream, towards her plump and upturned breasts...

Mu Wanqing has seen pornographic people, but she has never seen such pornographic ones.

Feed me a drink, it's so disgusting.

She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice: "Ying Mofan, when will you finish the work, give me an exact time, when you have had enough fun, I will come to you again, there is business."

Yang Mufan didn't seem to hear what she was saying, but concentrated on licking and sucking the wine in the collarbone socket of the woman in his arms.

The expression is extra enjoyment and satisfaction.

Being completely ignored, Mu Wanqing was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

I wanted to throw the bag at him.

However, after thinking about it: the bag is so expensive, it would be too wasteful to smash it on him, it would raise his value too much, and it would be too insulting to her bag.

So, she unceremoniously took off her high heels and threw them at him angrily...

His kind of scumbag, stallion, who was hit by a shoe, couldn't be more suitable.Dirty, smelly and unsmelly, a perfect match! ! !Yang Mifan's clothes were in a mess, under the well-tailored royal blue suit, the expensive white shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a strong and strong chest.

In his arms, he embraced two flirtatious and beautiful women.

A woman, obedient like a kitten, lay quietly on his chest; a woman was wild and fiery, with a big thorn sitting on his lap, a slender arm wrapped intimately around his chest. neck, the other hand held the wine, and pressed the crystal clear glass wall to his sexy and perfect thin lips.

Obviously, Mu Wanqing's appearance disrupted the woman's movement of feeding him wine.

When Yang Mufan saw Mu Wanqing, the luster in his deep black eyes suddenly became darker and darker.

Calm and calm, he hugged the two beautiful women in his arms with greater strength. His sharp eyes, which were cold enough to freeze the air, shot straight at the ground like a knife blade, and he fell to the ground in pain. The rolling bodyguard, with thin lips, opened lightly: "Trash, you can't even stop a person, get out—"

The voice is not high, but the prestige revealed by it is undeniable.

Noticing that Yang Mufan's complexion had changed slightly, the two women beside him immediately became vigilant and careful, fearing that an extremely subtle movement of theirs would anger this demon-like man.

The bodyguard who fell as if his whole body was about to fall apart heard this, and immediately nodded in panic: "Yes. I'll get out now. Get out now..."

After saying that, without caring about the pain on his body, the bodyguard quickly crawled out of the private room.

The glamorous woman sitting on Yang Mufan's lap saw that Yang Mufan was showing signs of anger, and hurriedly shouted coquettishly: "Boss Yang, don't be angry, Yinyin will feed you a drink."

As she said that, the woman whose stage name was Yin Yin was about to feed the whiskey in her hand into Mu Fan's mouth.

Admiring Fan's handsome face, she turned away slightly, and said in an extremely ambiguous and doting tone: "Hey, it's so boring. Put another way, I like exciting and hot things."

Upon hearing this, Yin Yin's soft and boneless little hand lightly beat on Yang Mifan's strong and thick chest: "Mr. Yang, you are good or bad. Everyone is shy..."

That's what I said, but Yinyin couldn't wait to change into a seductive posture, slightly turned her body away, revealing her beautiful and charming collarbone, and poured cold whiskey into her collarbone socket.

As she brought her collarbone close to admire Fan's lips, the amber liquid flowed slowly along her milk-like tender skin, like a gurgling stream, towards her plump and upturned breasts...

Mu Wanqing has seen pornographic people, but she has never seen such pornographic ones.

Feed me a drink, it's so disgusting.

She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice: "Ying Mofan, when will you finish the work, give me an exact time, when you have had enough fun, I will come to you again, there is business."

Yang Mufan didn't seem to hear what she was saying, but concentrated on licking and sucking the wine in the collarbone socket of the woman in his arms.

The expression is extra enjoyment and satisfaction.

Being completely ignored, Mu Wanqing was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

I wanted to throw the bag at him.

However, after thinking about it: the bag is so expensive, it would be too wasteful to smash it on him, it would raise his value too much, and it would be too insulting to her bag.

So, she unceremoniously took off her high heels and threw them at him angrily...

His kind of scumbag, stallion, who was hit by a shoe, couldn't be more suitable.Dirty, smelly and unsmelly, a perfect match! ! !