Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Xia Er'lan didn't seem to have no city at all. She went into the villa and wanted to get close to Pei Yilin. The most important factor was that she wanted to steal Pei Yilin's family emblem.

There are three big families in china, each with a secret family emblem.

Legend has it that once three family emblems are collected, they can be combined into a key to open a pure gold world and become the master of that world.

Once upon a time, the three families joined forces for this legend passed down from their ancestors.

But in the end, they all failed.

In the end, the relationship between the three families was deadlocked. They were friends in the open and enemies in the dark.

Even Pei Yilin and Xiang Yuqing were married because their parents wanted to ease the tension.

But Xia Er'lan had been searching the villa for a long time. All she did was find out where Pei Yilin had hidden the family emblem in the dungeon. She had no idea where it was.

During several encounters with Song Qian, Xia Er'lan almost revealed his identity.

The coffee in the study was fragrant and rich. Xia Er'lan approached Pei Yilin step by step. Seeing that he did not reject her, he gave him all his solutions and massaged her. If things went well, he would be able to do good things with her and let him know how good she was.

Pei Yilin gently closed his eyes as the soft force eased his fatigue. The image of Song Qian massaging him in the bathroom to get away came to his mind.

Song Qian's cooking is really good!

He quickly let down his guard in a few seconds, thinking that there would be a big battle between him and her.

But she actually escaped, which made him regret and regret.

On closer count, he had not eaten her for a long time!

She did not cooperate with him at all. She could only rely on hugging or hugging to satisfy her hunger. Occasionally, she would have to kiss her lips suddenly.

Damn woman.

He could see it and not eat it!

No!

Yes!

He had tasted her on the sofa in the office. It was so delicious!

His memory was fresh and he was looking forward to it. He didn't have to use all his strength to stop.

When xia erlan saw Pei Yilin's body reacting, she thought her massage had worked.

She was overjoyed. All those seductions had not worked at all. Now, Pei Yilin had finally taken the bait!

Xia Er'lan no longer just massaged honestly. She pressed her body against Pei Yilin's back and touched her back with her pride, intentionally or unintentionally.

Pei Yilin frowned. Xia Er'lan was beautiful, gentle, observant, and very good at cooking. But compared to Song Qian, she was inferior in every aspect!

Ever since he met Song Qian, he had lost all desire for other women.

He just wanted her, kept wanting her, for the rest of his life!

Xia Er'lan leaned her lower lip and blew a breath behind Pei Yilin's ear. Pei Yilin suddenly opened her and walked out of the study.

Xia Er'lan stood there in a daze, not knowing which step he had made a mistake and letting him leave so quickly.

One of the beauties was so coldly rejected that it was embarrassing to think about it...

Pei Yilin went straight to the bedroom and Song Qian came out of the bathroom.

The moment the two of them looked at each other, Song Qian subconsciously turned back, and Pei Yilin subconsciously followed her in, blocking her in the bathroom.

Song Qian panicked. "You... Get out!"

Oh my god!

She never expected such a coincidence to happen!

Why did Pei Yilin just come in as soon as she left the bathroom?

She had every reason to suspect that he did it on purpose!

Pei Yilin looked back and forth at Song Qian, his throat tight and his mouth dry.

Her long, wet hair hung half loose on her back neck, dripping water on her shoulders, then sliding down to wet her clothes.

Her dress, on the other hand, was a suspender nightgown with a v-neck that was lowered to between her breasts, and her skirt was not long enough to cover a tenth of her thighs.

"Get out of here!" Song Qian was anxious. What was Pei Yilin looking at?

Especially, he... He was swallowing!

Song qian used her feet to imagine what was going on in Pei Yilin's mind.

Her skin was greasy white. One hand covered the top and the other covered the bottom. The bathroom was filled with the fragrance of the bath.

"Get out?" Pei Yilin found himself nervous. "If I go out, will I come in?"

Aww -

What a powerful logic!

Song Qian's eyes trembled. If he didn't go out, she would!

Just as she took a step, Pei Yilin suddenly pulled song qian back to the washroom table, her eyes reluctant to move away from her.

His low voice was accompanied by some hoarseness, "I was originally wearing it for me to see. Why are you hiding?"

"Who said I was wearing it for you to see?" Song Qian quickly explained, "I couldn't find any clothes to wear, so..."

"There's no good reason to lie." Pei Yilin's fingers brushed across Song Qian's face, causing her to tremble.

"I'm not lying." Song Qian's tone was weak.

She really had no clothes to wear. Why did she feel guilty when Pei Yilin asked her?

Pei Yilin smiled. Every time he was with song qian, he wanted to tease her, but he still wanted to tease her. Of course, he wanted to eat her even more!

Pei Yilin lifted Song Qian's chin and said, "I'll try and see if you're lying."

His voice was ambiguous and seductive.

Try?

How does he want to try?

Song Qian heard her heart pounding. Facing Pei Yilin who was so close to her, she was not sure if she would jump on him and eat him.

This is killing me!

If this man was a little ugly, he wouldn't be classified as an ugly man!

Song Qian was just thinking about jumping on it, and Pei Yilin was already doing it.

He picked her up, sat down on the sink, quickly sealed her lips, and his hands swirled around her like electricity, stirring her up, wanting to hide, wanting to pander.

Song Qian couldn't get used to this feeling.

In particular: why is the location chosen here?

What a surprise!

For the first time, they were a little more normal, at least in bed.

The second time on the office sofa, the third time in the bathroom?

No, no!

Why would she have a third time with him?

He's not hers!

"You... Let go of... Me." Song Qian said between the gaps, "I don't want it!"

"No?" Pei Yilin's eyes darkened. "Why not?"

Song Qian was embarrassed. She wanted to pry Pei Yilin's head open to see what was going on in his head. Could he ask such an idiotic question?

Did she have to cooperate and satisfy him when he needed her?

She's not that kind of woman!

"I have no position to be with you..." Song Qian blushed. "Do it."

Pei Yilin suddenly asked, "Are you afraid?" As he asked, he was still not honest.

Song Qian dodged with difficulty. "What am I afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to help but approach me." He sounded so sure.

Song Qian was speechless.

"Did I guess right?"

"No way!"

"If you weren't afraid, why didn't you dare look at me? Why didn't you dare approach me? Why do you always do whatever I want when you're not conscious?" Pei Yilin repeatedly asked, "Most importantly, the great killer' the Mystery', in front of me, even your momentum rarely comes out."

"How can I... Do whatever you want?"

Pei Yilin chuckled and rubbed her fingertips against Song Qian's soft and fragrant lips. "When I hug you to sleep, and when you sleep."

Awkward.

Song Qian once again discovered Pei Yilin's killer rogue temperament. Does he want to be so versatile?

In comparison, it's normal to be a little cold.

"What did you do to me while I was asleep?" Song Qian questioned.

And now, Pei Yilin's hands reached into her clothes, freely moving back and forth.

"What matters is not what you did." Pei Yilin lightly kissed Song Qian's jade-like earlobe. "Instead, when you were with me, how relieved you were to give yourself to me."

"Pei Yilin." Song qian was annoyed.

Why did he talk like he was digging a hole for her?

"I won't be your mistress, and I won't be your lover. If you want, you can have a woman anytime. I'll make room for you, and I promise I won't let anyone in the the Pei family know!" She had told him this very seriously many times!

"Are you jealous?" Pei Yilin asked, "Or are you so greedy that you want more?"

"Yah-" Song Qian clenched his fists in pain. "Don't touch me... There."

"You want my heart, you want to be my dearest wife, don't you?" Pei Yilin asked.

Song Qian froze. Did she ever think of that?

"What if I say yes?" With that, Pei Yilin stopped talking nonsense and forcefully kissed Song Qian's lips.

Song Qian was kissed so hard that it was as if everyone was about to be sucked into Pei Yilin's mouth, plundering her so much that even the air she breathed was thin.

Perhaps even jingzhou was not as embarrassed as she was.

In order not to fall, she could only hang Pei Yilin's neck with one hand.

"Good boy." Pei Yilin smiled seductively.

Taking advantage of this gap, Song Qian quickly turned her head and took a deep breath. Pei Yilin's kiss had fallen on her neck.

It tickles.

Red lips seduction, smooth skin, touch the first level of great!

Pei Yilin enjoyed the meal and was happy and satisfied to have Song Qian.

This silly woman, she had a request, what did she want, never knew to mention it to him?

She would never guess how much he wanted to satisfy any of her needs.

Song Qian struggled to push back, trying to find space to escape, but when her head was about to hit the mirror, a large palm was placed on her, and then a tall body pressed against it.

She grabbed his hand. "Don't..."

Pei Yilin stared at Song Qian, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind: would yuchi haolan have experienced her wonderful taste as well?

Besides, would she be kissed so hard that she couldn't push herself away?

"I told you not to see him again, not again!" Pei Yilin got angry. "You're not good, you're not obedient, are you?"

"Hmm?" Song Qian was still confused.

How could she have imagined that Pei Yilin would think of Yuchi Haolan at such a time?

Pei Yilin's eyes were dark and deep, with a bloodthirsty possessiveness. "Who else... Who touched you like that?"

"No... No one."

"Lie!" Pei Yilin let out an angry cry and suddenly tore Song Qian's clothes.

The quality of pajamas worth more than ten thousand yuan is not better than that!