The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Shi Yanyang’s face hangs low and still kisses her.

Tong Yan’s body was very stiff and did not respond at all.

Shi Yanyang didn't seem to like her like this. One hand slammed her waist arbitrarily and wanted to lean against the bathtub wall that she leaned forward. Tong Yan suddenly screamed, "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Shi Yanyang's face still did not lift, just a faint back to her, the lips still attached to her back.

His posture, with obvious hegemony, imprisoned his hands and feet, and made Tong Yan under pressure.

Tong Yan did not like the state he dominated, calmed his face, pulled the bath towel next to his body, and shrank back.

Did not refuse, one hand holding a towel to protect themselves, she turned the smooth back to him, squinting at him, suddenly spit out a sentence, "You help me!"

Shi Yanyang has not yet come to the island, and his mind is the honeymoon of the two.

Why let him help her?

He wants to see that she is doing the opposite thing!

"Don't you bother?" Without paying attention to her, his face was buried again, scorning the white skin of her shoulders.

"I have already washed it almost." Tong Yan turned over her head, her red lips twitched lightly, and she smiled back lightly. She didn't wait for his help in front of him, stood up and wrapped the towel as a chest skirt, she I tied myself up.

Feel free to tie a bow, it seems to be too exposed, and pulled the yukata next to it, and changed the pieces tightly.

All her actions are not shunned, as if he did not exist.

Shi Yanyang sat stiffly in the water, watching her eyes dark as the night of the wolf, dark and dark.

The corner of the eye of the child's face was slightly shifted sideways, and he noticed his reaction from the mirror. If the lip angle was raised, the cocoon continued to organize his own belt.

"You wash slowly, I go out first!" Long hair arbitrarily slammed down, did not deliberately blow dry, bare / bare jade feet, she went out outside the bathroom.

Her pace is not as restrained as a woman. She is like a wind. When she walks past Shi Yanyang, she brings a fresh rose fragrance, and the fragrance screams the nerves of Shi Yangyang, stimulating every cell in his body. Itchy, I really want to do something.

The door slamming of the bathroom was slammed.

Tong Yan left after that.

Going a little bit of nostalgia, it’s not very good.

It seems that all the springs and colors in the bathroom are not attractive to her.

Shi Yanyang did not seduce her to her.

Shi Yanyang suddenly got annoyed.

What is even more annoying is why a woman's self-determination can be as high as this?

Shi Yanyang was originally the bathroom that was directed at Tong Yan. When she left, he was not in the mood.

Regardless of his wet body, he took a yukata and put it on his body. He followed him out.

When she returned to the bedroom, Tong Yan had already gone to bed.

Her hair is still wet, and it seems that she only wipes it with a towel and does not blow.

A few strands of hair lazily placed in the yukata under a small exposed skin, the unfinished water drops ticking down the hair, along her smooth clothes, into the snow-white bathrobe.

Shi Yanyang stared at her chest with disappointment, her eyes stiff and falling on her chest, like a sticky one, could not move.

His eyes were very hot and the temperature in the entire room burned a lot.