Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Liangqiu turned his face, "It will make me happy."

His hands tightened, his whole body pressed against her back, blowing heat into her ears, "I just want to make you happy."

He became more and more irregular, she struggled gently, and her voice was particularly soft: "An Lan, all right!"

He refuses to let go, after so long apart, and she is so soft in his room, why is he willing to let go?

Not only did he hug her from behind, the big palm became more and more uncontrollable, rubbing her, and pressing her lips against her tender neck, "How could it be good?"

She hummed, "I'm cooking, An Lan."

They have been married for a long time, but they rarely have such a relaxed sweetness. At that time, since the emergence of Su Shicheng, the whole person has been tight. How many times has she been so soft?

He was getting more and more excessive, holding her without letting go, rubbing with his palms, making her feel confused.

Ye Liangqiu couldn't help but snorted, "An Lan, you can't waste it like this."

It can't be wasted, it seems to be in his arms!

He smiled softly, as she wished, it can't be wasted, can it?

The fire was turned off by him reaching out.

As soon as the sturdy arm lifted, she was taken to the icy flow table. There was no way to escape, because he happened to be stuck in her.

"An Lan." She called his name softly, and there was some moisture in her eyes, which brought some blame.

His fingers stroked her red lips, his eyes were deep: "Goodbye..."

She don’t want to be good...

He didn't even know that she couldn't stand him like that.

Slender fingers hugged his head, feeling the sense of disorder helplessly...

He was too much, she cried and kicked him on the shoulder, a little bit willful.

"An Lan, no more, don't do this!" She cried, begging him.

He knew that she would... still bully her like this, he was necrotic!

He moved his lips to hers and kissed her, seeing that she was crying too hard, and she felt a little distressed.

She is a normal woman after all, and he is too much to her...

Her eyes darkened, picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom.

Ye Liangqiu was stunned, his eyes drooping, and his voice yelled, "An Lan?" The voice was trembling.

He mumbled, his voice was very hoarse, he kissed her, rubbed her and carried her to his bedroom.

Kicked on the door, she was thrown onto... an oversized bed!

He covered her, his fingers clasped her tightly, his lips pressed against her ears, "Liang Qiu, I said, I want to make you happy."

At this moment, she was really messed up, looked up into his unfathomable eyes, and trembled.

I don't know it is because of fear, but excitement.

He understands women!

In the past, Qin Anlan had been among hundreds of flowers, but he had never served a woman.

Now, he wants to make her happy, he wants to see her intoxicated...

He buried her head, she screamed, "An Lan..."

"Hey, don't move, feel it well..." He restrained her struggling body, coaxed her, and comforted her.

His lips were warm and warm, but they were enough to set off a storm that made her frantic.

Everything, calm.

She seemed to have fished out of the water, reaching out and hugging him tightly, like a drowning man hugging a driftwood.

Qin Anlan was held by her, and stretched out his hand to pat her to comfort her.

She is probably really annoyed, she was too embarrassed just now.

She has never been like this...