Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Wet pajamas fell to the ground.

Yan Rusheng bowed his head, admiring the woman's petite body, such as a piece of beautiful jade, let him put it down, do not know where to start.

Some water accumulates at the clavicle on both sides of the lifelike words, leaning forward, and pushing the tongue gently to drive the water out.

For a moment, Xikushi couldn't bear it, and narrowed her neck and said, "Asheng, itching."

"Don't move, let me hug for a while." Yan Rusheng held her hands on the shoulders of lifelike life, moved to her back, said that it was actually unbuttoning her underwear.

His mouth is not idle.

Xu Xuan couldn't stand his move, and his will was long gone. "Asheng, itch, don't do this."

Women always talk right and wrong, so is Wen Xuxu.

She wanted to greet and refuse, and greeted her with both hands.

Lingerie has been solved, Yan Rusheng looked down at her arrogantly, "Wen Xuxiu, it seems a lot bigger."

Xu-xu's face turned red again, and before she spoke, Yan Rusheng suddenly bowed her head and kissed her, "Does this woman also grow with age? In high school, you were so big."

"Rogue, don't speak." Xu Xu stretched his hands over Yan Rusheng's mouth, raised his small face, and stared at him with a grudge.

Her clear and bright eyes were covered with a layer of water mist at this time, reflecting the warm lights in the bathroom, such as the bright stars in the night sky, or the desire that had been inflated early in life.

"I'm just a hooligan to you." Yan Rusheng kissed vivid lips and kissed fiercely, can't wait to swallow her.

Taking his kiss away, he snorted vividly, "Really? Who used to play the school underwear band? Uh?"

Tone tone.

Yan Rusheng heard the words, paused the kiss, and a pair of beautiful peach eyes followed the thick eyebrows, looking at the vividness, "Did you feel sore at that time?"

This look, wicked, enchanting, with a little bit of suffocation, is really hooked, lifelike and simply love to death.

She blushed, closed her eyes, and nodded loudly, "Yes, I'm sore, I really want to chop your hand with a knife."

After she spoke, she stomped her feet, kissed Yan Rusheng's lips, and then raised her hands, hooking Yan Rusheng's neck.

Yan Rusheng was flattered.

After moving from the bathroom to the bed, Yan was breathless. He felt as if he had gone to heaven. He stared at the ceiling for a while before turning his head to look at the vividness. At least once. "

The flushing on Xuxu's face hadn't faded yet. When she saw her words, she looked at her hurriedly, and quickly pulled the quilt to cover her face.

Yan Rusheng turned over, lying sideways, holding his head in one hand, and holding the quilt in the other, trying to make his face come to life, "We are husband and wife, this is normal, what do you have to do Excuse me? "

Xu Xu lives in the quilt, clutching with both hands, not letting words live.

Yan Rusheng gave up the action, and continued to say, "We were so close from childhood, we had bathed together when we were so young ..."

That's another thing ... So dark-faced, pulled open the quilt, stared at the words, warned: "If you talk again, I will cover your mouth with tape."

Yan Rusheng raised an eyebrow at her, "Did you not notice?"

Xu Xu frowned, "What did you find?"

"I only say so much to you alone." Yan Rusheng put it in the ears of life, clearly a word of sensation, but made him say ambiguous.