Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

At the entrance of the presidential suite, Ye Muyun was also taken aback when she reached out and touched Xue'er.

She is very hot, all over her body...

He squinted, what did she eat?

Who gave her the medicine? Lan Yu?

Ye Muyun reached out and hugged her and kicked open the door of the suite. She had been curled up, even in his arms, and had not struggled.

Her body is very hot, but her mind is wandering, just biting her teeth and enduring it.

She was hot and cold, only knowing that she was in Ye Muyun's arms now, she felt very safe.

At this moment, she didn't think about anything, just wanted to stay quietly with him for a while.

Those past, those separations, Lan Yu, Zhou Chongguang, and Qin Mu, no longer exist. In this suite, there are only two of them.

She and... brother.

Xue'er opened her eyes suddenly and looked at him with watery eyes, with a touch of intolerance in her voice, like a cat in the village, sultry without knowing it: "Brother."

Ye Muyun's voice was as deep as water, and he put her into the large sofa.

She fell on his knees and began to kiss his chin and cheek randomly...like a little milk beast.

There was a fire in his arms, he wanted her, but he still...cares.

It is a lie to say that she does not care, he cares that she belongs to someone else, and that she is still someone else's.

"Tell me, who fed you the medicine?" He asked her in a low voice with his forehead pressed against her.

Her eyes were blurred, opened wide, and shook her head, "No...no..."

She feels uncomfortable all over now, but her sanity is sober.

She knows what she means after she speaks it out, it means that she has lost Yishu, and it means the blood and blood in City B!

She and Lan Yu had their faces torn apart, but for the sake of Yi Shu, she knew that they were not there yet.

However, her heart was sad again. Between her and Yishu, or between revenge and Yishu, Lan Yu chose Yishu, and she also chose Yishu among these hatreds.

After so many ugly things, she is unwilling to give up that little person, even if he is Lan Yishu's son, in Xueer's heart, she is her own child.

Her body is very hot, but she is crying...

She didn't know how many beggings she said, or how cold his eyes looked at her.

However, he kissed her, and the clothes fell one by one. The man's trousers, shirt, and her only clothes were thrown on the ground, piled together, and they looked very warm...

Her medicinal properties are so long that it took him a whole night to calm her restlessness...

When she woke up, he was still there, he was already dressed and dressed well, standing by the bed, watching her deeply.

Xue'er's body stiffened, she instinctively pulled the quilt up, and her mouth was pursed.

"Is it too late to block yourself now? Mrs. Lan!" He said mockingly, then walked towards the living room and said as he walked, "We can talk."

Talk?

She doesn't understand, what can they talk about?

Boyi?

Or is it their relationship?

She is always a little guilty, because no matter what, she used him last night.

She knew where the physical strength of men was, and they seemed to be no less than five times last night, each time it was about an hour...

He got up early in the morning, there is no problem with his body!

Will it be squeezed out?