Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

Ye Luo smiled: "I'm not particular about eating, so I don't have to be so troublesome."

Yan Yu just listened to this. She is not particular about eating?

More particular than him.

Who on earth caused her to be indifferent to eating?

Yan Yu bowed his head and kissed her little lips: "Where's the pajamas, how did you change it?"

"Huh." Ye Luo pushed him, remembering that he was still angry.

"Hey, go and change it."

"If you don't change, the slutty brothel girl wears such clothes to seduce guests." Ye Luo stubbornly stubbornly.

Yan Yu frowned, "Is such a strong temper?"

"You think of me that way, shouldn't I be angry?" Even though Ye Luo was angry, her words were soft.

Yan Yu saw that her little lips were as plump and tender as cherries, and she couldn't hear what she was talking about. He lowered her head and grabbed her mouth deeply.

Don't explain anything when a woman is angry, it can be solved in bed.

Ye Luo pushed him: "You go away, don't be like this, you just came back and haven't changed your clothes."

Yu Yu pinched her little **** hard: "What? You still hate me?"

"No, don't you guys go home to change clothes and wash?"

In her world, she must first change her clothes when she comes back from the outside, and put on regular clothes.

This is a habit she developed since childhood.

Yan Yu: "..."

Naturally, Yan Yu's usual upbringing is not that he doesn't change his clothes when he goes out. Isn't it that he can't help seeing his beautiful wife.

Just like this?

Yan Yu let go of her: "Let's change together."

Ye Luo shook his head: "No, I want to serve you."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"You are my husband, of course I will wait for you to change when you come back."

Anyway, she wouldn't put on that slutty underwear again.

Yan Yu is very useful, hug her waist tightly: "Then you help me take it off."

It seems that having a wife is really easy to use and can help undress. I don't know how much better than the usual Sanjin big hands.

Ye Luo lowered her eyes shyly: "It's changing clothes, not taking off."

"I like to sleep naked, you help me take it off."

"Huh? Are you really sleeping naked here?" Ye Luo felt incredible.

Yan Yu put his lips to her ear: "Silly girl, who wears clothes at the wedding night in the bridal chamber."

Ye Luo became a little nervous, her face flushed instantly: "You...you have to take a shower first."

Yan Yu hooked his lips: "You will help me take it off."

Ye Luo was hugged tightly around her waist and pressed against Yan Yu tightly, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

"You let me go first, so I can help you."

"No, that's it."

"Then how can I help you untie your belt?" Ye Luo said depressedly.

Yan Yu grabbed her little hand and put it on his belt buckle: "This way, be good, hurry up."

Ye Luo helped a man undress for the first time and had to untie his belt. Her hands were shaking.

Grandma, it's so difficult to be a wife.

"But you don't change clothes like that. You stand and stretch out your hands so I can take it off for you."

"That's how the subordinate helps the owner to change clothes. That's how the husband and wife change clothes."

Ye Luo was right to think about it, and if she stretched out her hands and asked her to change, then she really became his servant girl.

But how did this pose make her take off? Yan Yu's breath swept across her neck, itchy, making her breathing a little difficult.

Yan Yu clasped her small buttocks tightly and eased her white neck and neck: "Luoluo, quickly untie it."

Ye Luo panicked and opened the belt buckle with a click.

Hey, it's weird that the belt is untied and the pants don't fall off.