Provoke Evil Husband

The fastest update flame burning love: mistakenly offend the devil husband!

About 20 minutes later, aunt Jin heard some strange noises and rushed in without knocking.

Although aunt Jin's heart is a little hairy, she worries that once the young master doesn't eat lotus seed and tremella soup, he will be furious when he rushes in rashly.

Murong Yunze, wearing a short half sleeve Nightgown, is lying on the big bed.

As soon as she entered the room, she found that the bowl in the tray was empty.

Good, great.

Aunt Jin praised her in her heart.

He walked over and called softly, "young master!"

"Well," Murong Yunze, whose face is scarlet, grabs his chest button with one hand, and holds a pillow tightly with the other hand... "Who are you..."

It seems that the medicine has begun to work, and the young master's mind has begun to be confused.

Aunt Jin immediately stepped forward, pulled Murong Yunze up and said with a smile, "young master, are you drunk? How can you sleep on the door floor? Come on, I'll help you to your room

Murong Yunze gasped, "I... I sleep on the floor?"

"Yes... Come on, young master, let's go back to the house. If someone sees this, they will laugh at you."

"Mm-hmm, back to the room, back to the room..."

Murong Yunze is tall, but aunt Jin is fat. After a long time, they stumble into the new house.

Inside, it was quiet, the light was dim, and a faint fragrance was floating around. On the big bed, mu wennuan spread out her hands and feet and lay in a big shape. Her nightgown was rolled up to her waist, revealing Bai Shengsheng's two long legs. She also seemed to be very hot. The belt around her waist had been untied, and her white and tender breasts were looming.

Aunt Jin understood that the drug effect in her body began to work.

He pushed the young master to the bed, and Murong Yunze fell on the bed as if he had no power at his feet`

The lamp, overflowing with a shallow blue light, smears a few strands of indescribable color on the surrounding of Wenxiang. It is said that blue is conducive to sleep, but everything has a dual nature. When you put blue in the dead of night, you can see its mysterious characteristics at a glance.

Mu wennuan seems to be asleep, but he doesn't sleep soundly. He leans up and twists his body from time to time. His breathing sound is very heavy and uneven, and the Swiss golden bell on the decorative cabinet makes a clear tick, which harmoniously integrates into a beautiful Nocturne.

Murong Yunze, like mu nuanwan, seems to be sleeping restlessly. He is short of breath and blushes. He wriggles from time to time, and his hands pull the collar of his pajamas from time to time, as if his neck is full of fleas

He half closed his eyes, his eyes blurred and ambiguous, and the condensation and ruthlessness of the day disappeared. He groaned slightly, and from time to time he stretched out the tip of his ruddy tongue and licked some dry lips

Maybe it's too hot. Murong Yunze, who was drunk, rolled and pulled the top two buttons of his pajamas, revealing his strong chest... Hot, hot!

Turning over, he put his legs on the soft and trembling chest, and spread his hands on the warm chest.

At this time, mu wennuan has changed from side to supine, and the quilt on her body is also missing. The sleeves of both arms are rolled up high, and the two white lotus like jade wrists radiate attractive brilliance

Murong Yunze's arm is placed on the slightly raised chest. The girl's unique touch makes the restless hand more restless. It seems to have long eyes. It goes into the thin and transparent pajamas. When the soft and firm touch comes from the fingertips, Murong Yunze's breathing becomes more urgent. He gasps like a buffalo. In the bottom of his eyes, there is a wild red light flashing... "Want... Want you... Want you..." he murmurs, bewildered, Subconsciously pressed on to bathe warm tiny soft body. If the traveler in the desert is looking for a water source to save his life, he bends over and kisses his lips, sucking and swallowing desperately.

Mu wennuan didn't resist. Instead, he stretched out his bare arm in the confusion and hugged Murong Yunze's neck tightly. On his pretty face, which was soft and pearly in powder, a look of obsession and intoxication loomed. "Hot... I'm so hot... So hot..."

Charming whisper, burning breath, confused state... Everything, let the crazy Murong Yunze completely collapse!

"Tear" sound, mu wennuan's pajamas were torn into two pieces, tilting moment, revealing the white skin, snow general accumulation of crisp chest. The two pink cherries on the sharp and towering circle shudder, and shudder gracefully... Peel off the burden on the body, and the exquisite white greasy, such as the porcelain just out of the kiln, appear in the hazy and treacherous night.

Murong Yunze's eyes were stiff, and he looked at the charming * * foolishly. His head was blank, his body was burning, and he fell into the burning together with his whole body.

In front of her, Mu's warm and pretty face turned into the shadow that she couldn't get rid of day and night. She was whispering, she was laughing, she was tossing, she was seducing, she was releasing!

She is infatuated with the warmth of bathing, her star eyes are half narrowed, her red lips are slightly open, and an attractive breath spreads from all parts of her body

Ah! Murong Yunze couldn't help it any more. He needs to impact, need to possess, need to use the whole body to prove that he is strong and not easy to invade! He roughly separated the tangled jade legs under his body, and with a push up from his waist, the man's fiery heat stormed into the wet and hot garden forbidden area.

Cold not Ding to suffer such a blow, Mu warm "ouch" a low cry out, blushing pretty face can not help but play up the trace of pain, the body curled up into a twist.

But his hands were still hanging on Murong Yunze's sweaty neck.

Murong Yunze, holding Yingying's slender waist in both hands, is trampling fiercely. Mu wennuan's reaction arouses his animal nature and his desire for conquest!

He straightened up the upper part of the body, his hands a force, Mu warm micro, two slender legs will be put on his shoulders. At the moment, she looks more and more charming. Her long hair, like a spray, is piled up in front of her chest and behind her head. Her eyes and eyebrows are curling, her lips are peach lips are full of praise, her breath is like a orchid. All these things make Murong Yunze feel like blood boiling and her soul flying out of the sky!

He once again launched an attack on her, hit the Yellow Dragon! This time, because of his special posture, the passage of the garden is very narrow. When he invades, Murong Yunze clearly feels the pressure and resistance from the deep, which makes him more wild!

With all his strength, the folds of the passage were ploughed open layer by layer until the center of the garden... Where the flowers are full of flowers and the water is greasy and tender

Murong Yunze at the moment, which can take care of life? He wanted to poke his whole body into the narrow path

Finally I wake up from the pain.

Mu wennuan first deep frowned Mu Mei, a face of pain. Then, slowly opened his eyes. When the pain came from her lower body, she suddenly woke up. When she saw what was in front of her, she suddenly lost her voice and cried out: ah!

When she was awake, she understood what was happening at the moment!

"Murong Yunze! Dead rascal! Get out... Get out of here! "

Murong Yunze is immersed in his own world. He stares at his red eyes and holds down the struggling * * fiercely! Under the waist, still keep up, heavily * * with!

She fights and kicks, struggles and screams!

Murong Yunze is almost in a crazy state. Which is his opponent?

Mu Nuan was too painful to cry. She bited her lips to death, letting the bloodstains seep out of her lips and drawing blossoming flowers. Licked, licked, blood, salty!

However, even if they die, they can no longer be bullied! Mu wennuan broke away his right hand and touched something on the bedside table. Without looking or thinking, he smashed it on Murong Yunze's forehead!

Blood, dyed Murong Yunze's bright and clean forehead red, drips down on Murong's warm and white chest, like plum blossoms blooming on the white snow.

Murong Yunze subconsciously reached out and stroked the bleeding wound, looked at Mu Nuan Nuan with blurred and dizzy eyes, turned over and fell... Asleep.

Mu wennuan is a fool.