Good Morning, Mr. President!

On the other side, inside the room.

The woman's groaning, already very restrained, still could not help but gently overflowed from the little red mouth.

The man squeezed her chin, a passionate kiss, covered her lips again.

I have been tossed to a point of weakness and weakness, but I still do not forget to sue, "You ... I don't know how to control!"

"Um." The man returned very crisply, lazy and fascinated, and his eyes were full of ambiguous water waves. "Have I managed to eat you, what am I to do?"

"..." I was worried if I could safely leave this room today.

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after an hour.

The steward went upstairs in person and was ready to ask the two if they would like to heat the cold dishes once more, and only listened to the sound of banging in the door—the sound of a heavy body crashing against the door. Followed by the voice of men and women intertwined. Outside, the housekeeper raised his hand about to knock on the door and fell again. With a dry cough, she also blushed.

The young master said that he wanted to boil the bullwhip soup. In this case, fortunately, he didn't drink it, otherwise he had to!

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In the end, she was so soft that she couldn't even move her fingers. Hanging on him, she would have fallen if it hadn't been held by him.

She lay on his shoulder, breathing for a long time before finding her voice, "You ... let me down ..."

The soft voice trembled a little. In fact, the body was shaking too much.

"Don't move ..." Tang Yan couldn't bear to let go.

With a cry in her voice, "I want to rest ..."

Now that she was sore all over, she continued to fear that she would fall apart.

"Well. But before taking a break, you have to take a bath." Tang Yan held her and walked into the bathroom. One hand broke her messy black hair scattered on her shoulders. At this moment, her eyes were dizzy, her face flushed, and she looked like a ripe peach, making her mouth watering.

He stared at her, his eyes glowing with lust. The irritable emotion in the chest was even more difficult to calm down.

His aunt, after all, belongs to him ...

Watched for eight years, in the end, still did not miss.

"Don't watch ..." I was so tired that I couldn't open my eyes, but I could still feel his hot eyes staring at himself. She stared at her blushing and raised his hand to cover his eyes subconsciously.

He was in a very good mood, and raised his head and smiled cheerfully, "Baby, covering my eyes, you don't blame me for the pain.

He laughed so much that he saw the extreme. It's like a light that is blooming suddenly. In a flash, everything around it becomes overshadowed. For a moment, looking at him, he saw something out of the ordinary.

He grabbed her hand and caught her gaze. The thin lips were charmingly raised high. "Forbid me to look at you, but secretly look at me. How is it?

Embarrassed.

Guilty conscience.

Quickly shut your eyes away, "... I didn't look at you."

Tang Yan loved her look, and did not pierce her, but raised her face and kissed her lips again.

and so……

Two people, again, kissed into the bathroom like this all the way. At the end of the kiss, Tang Yan was irritated again.

"Well, oh, can't kiss anymore ..." Halfway through, Tang Yan took the lead to pull away from her lips, a little embarrassed.

I can feel it, this person has reacted again, as if he would never get tired.

She dared not provoke him again.

"Can you wash it by yourself?" Tang Yan looked at her.

"……Ok."

"Try it for yourself." Tang Yan carefully put her into the bathtub. Although they had done everything they had just done, they had also seen what they had to see, but in this way the nakedness was relatively embarrassed. After being put into the bathtub, she immediately shrank into a ball, blocking her body with both hands and feet. Look up at him and rush, "You go out, I'll do it myself."

Tang Yan really wanted to help her wash, but ...

Wash it down, I'm afraid today is really endless.

"Well, come by yourself. Call me if you need help. I'm in the bathroom opposite."

"……it is good."

Tang Yan reached out and put the two sets of bathrobes she had brought on her, and looked at her, "What color do you want?"

"... just white."

"I'll put it for you. I'll take the gray." Tang Yan put the white bathrobe on the edge of the bathtub.

I glanced at the one in his hand, "Don't you want these colors?"

Tang Yan chuckled, "any color is fine now."

Looking at his smile, his expression was not consciously clear, and he murmured softly: "It's so fast ..."

"What?" Tang Yan raised an eyebrow.

I didn't dare to mess with him, and quickly shook his head. "Nothing, you go out."

Tang Yan didn't stay much this time, but brought her to the door and turned out. Go to another bathroom in the room.

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I leaned in the bathtub, drenched in hot water, my body stretched out, and my fatigue barely dissipated. She was lying there looking at herself in the mirror. At this moment, she was very different from herself.

On the face, there is a clear spring love ...

She raised her hand and gently brushed over her shoulder. The original fair skin was now covered with kiss marks. It seems that the ambiguity is extreme.

She also remembered clearly that Tang Yan's lips kissed every inch of her body's skin, she was so ashamed that she wanted to hide, but he was held tightly under him and continued deep kissing.

He was like a beast who had just released his cage, as if he would never feel tired, making endless demands.

I have never had experience in this area, but I still know that this man is invincible in the skills of conquering women. At least, she was physically and mentally happy all the way.

Thinking of this, she blushed again. I simply immersed myself in the water, so I could barely calm down.

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When Tang Yan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she was already in bed.

Wearing his pajamas, lying on a pillow, he looks more like a child. He looked, and could not help feeling a little warmer.

Approaching, you can see the affectionate ruddy ruddy on that small face,

Tang Yan's heart moved more and more fiercely.

Putting down the towel, he leaned down, and took a sip on her exposed shoulder. Suddenly she woke up, lazily opened her eyelids, saw the beautiful face as fair as a fairy, tightened her sheets, complained softly like a protest, "I'm tired, I can't do that ... "