Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

Feeling the man's eager kiss, Ye Qiao squatted for two seconds, then relaxed and re-closed to him.

Small wins and new marriages.

This time, I have been on a business trip for more than ten days, because he has a job and can't walk with her. Although he calls every day, there is no physical contact after all. In fact, she also misses him.

The entanglement of the lips and teeth, the breath of both people has become hot.

The kiss was forgotten, and I forgot the narrow coffee table underneath. I was slightly indulged and rolled down from one side and fell on the carpet.

Originally, Ye Qiao was on the top, and immediately he was pressed under his body, his arm slammed to the side of the sofa, and she whispered.

"How?" Ji Mo held up an arm and looked at her worriedly. "Where is it?"

"Don't worry about him!" Ye Qiao lay on the carpet, raised his face and looked at the man who was concerned about him, raised his hand and pinched his shirt, untied one of his buttons. "Let me see what you think." mine!"

On the carpet, her chest was ups and downs, and the side of the loose sweater had already been pulled down by him, revealing the white shoulders of the big white, and the long black hair was scattered on the white wool carpet, glamorous and seductive.

Throat, dry up instantly.

He didn't say anything more, just bent down again and kissed her.

This time, not the lips, but her shoulders, the palms also drilled under her loose sweater, ruthlessly attacking the city.

Last night, because she didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, today he doesn't want to bear it anymore.

Floor lamp, dimly lit.

On the white wool carpet, the two figures gradually entangled into one.

Opposite, the bathroom door is half open, the water in the bathtub is lonely and hot, and in a short time, no one will pay attention to it.

......

Passion is at the verge of diarrhea, and a man and a woman on the carpet gasp in one place.

For a while, Ji Mo raised his face from Ye Qiao's shoulder. A pair of black eyes stared at her for a moment. He straightened up and pulled the blanket on the sofa to cover her.

"wait for me!"

Standing up, men's clothes did not wear and went into the bedroom.

For a moment, when he came back, he was already wrapped in a nightgown, holding a delicate black box in his hand.

At this point, Ye Qiao has also sat up, lazily wrapped in a blanket against the sofa.

Going to her, Ji Mo bent down, kneeling on one knee and opening the box to his hand.

"Now, can you promise to marry me?"

Ye Qiao’s gaze swept his sweaty face, passing over the robe that was loose in his body, and suddenly laughed.

Originally, I also imagined that one day, he would give her a romantic proposal, music, flowers... no less, he must dress handsomely...

It seems that the plan will never catch up with change.

She always has a skill and messes things up.

Fortunately, he doesn't care!

Such a man, what else is she not satisfied with?

Lifting some soft left hand, Ye Qiao slowly put his finger in front of him.

"Give me a dress!"

After taking the ring in the box, Ji Mo put the box aside, holding her palm and putting the ring on her finger.

The ring was bought a year ago. At that time, their work was not as smooth as it is now. The money was all invested in the company. This ring was bought by the year-end dividend. The style was not exaggerated and exquisite. Introverted.

Retract the finger and flip the finger in front and left, and the ring glows under the light.

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