Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Because the picture was too fragrant, his Adam's apple rolled a few times uncontrollably, and his body tightened instantly.

Wen Yuan turned his head to see him, and immediately covered his clothes with his hands: "Go out."

Ye Mubai not only didn't go out, but also walked a few steps towards her, standing behind her, with a slightly low voice, "Can't you finish Ye Fen?"

He paused, and continued to speak hoarsely: "Can't you keep it for tomorrow?"

Wen Yuan hid his clothes and bit his lip: "I have to squeeze it out... Ye Mubai, will you go out?"

Suddenly he hugged her slender waist from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and stared at her in the mirror. He held her in this way and tasted it for a while, and then pressed against her neck. Dear, "I will help you, eh?"

Wen Yuan's body shook, and he refused without thinking, "No, I will do it myself."

But he has succeeded. How can she be able to beat him when he is so strong?

Wen Yuan closed his eyes almost at the same time--

She couldn't see everything in the mirror, she was too ashamed.

Although they have had countless love affairs between their husbands and wives, they have never had this kind of relationship. After marriage, she did not have a sword face to seduce him. He has always taken the initiative, and it is even more so now. If he does not want her, he will never want to. of.

"Is it better?" He held her waist in one hand while waiting for her, his voice was so low.

Wen Yuan bit his lip, his voice broken, "Okay, don't do it."

He chuckled, leaning over to her earbone and murmured sexyly: "Does it hurt you?"

Wen Yuan half-closed his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Stop talking, I'm all right."

She touched his hand with her hand, trying to tidy up the clothes, but his palm didn't move. She used to touch him and he caught him all at once. He was very strong.

Wen Yuan was about to cry, "Ye Mubai, I'm tired."

His voice became softer: "Wen Yuan, open your eyes."

She refused. She knew how unbearable she was now, and she would not let him succeed in his evil taste.

Ye Mubai smiled low, picked her up, and placed her on the sink in front of her with her back facing the mirror. He leaned over and chuckled, "This is a waste of cleaning up."

Wen Yuan wailed, and stretched out his hand to press his black head without expecting that he would do this. It was really out of discipline.

She opened her eyes, but forgot that the other side was also a mirror, that scene was simply impossible to watch...

Afterwards, her legs were so soft that she couldn't move against him to calm down. Fortunately, he didn't continue to do anything out of the ordinary, pulling up her clothes, "Hold you back to sleep, eh?"

Wen Yuan pressed his shoulder, "Let me rush, if you touched it in case the fennel becomes infected tomorrow night."

He just smiled lowly, seemingly very happy.

In the past month, Wen Yuan hasn’t seen him so happy for a long time. She doesn’t know if the things just now pleased him, it’s obviously a terrible and interesting thing, and it’s a bit nasty—

Do men like this?

She bit her lip, held him down and refused his invitation to wash together, and rushed for herself.

After rushing back to the bedroom, she changed into a pajama. Ye Mubai was still not asleep, she was leaning on the bedside and swiping her phone. When she saw her back, he put the phone on the bedside and patted the position beside him:" Go to bed."

Wen Yuan walked over slowly, lying beside him, closing her eyes, she thought -

So be it!