His sneer was like a slap in the face of Shen Yihuan.

Shen Yihuan shook his head, "I know you look down upon, but this is within my power."

Lan Chen didn't bother to look at her and opened the door.

He was about to close the door, Shen Yihuan walked over to resist the door, his face was red, and his eyes were erratic, but his attitude was inexplicably firm.

Lan Chen held the door frame with his hand and stared at her warily, "What do you want to do?"

"Can I...can you go in?" Shen Yihuan asked very carefully.

Lan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, wondering what she wanted to do.

At the moment he hesitated, the woman didn't know where the courage came from, and she had bent over and got under his armpit.

Lan Chen twisted his eyebrows and turned around to call the woman out, but she actually got into the bathroom.

After half an hour, the bathroom door opened.

Lan Chen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, staring coldly at this presumptuous woman in his house.

The first thing that catches the eye is a slender white leg with a black skirt close to the thigh, then a small waist that is gripped by Yingying, and then the woman who is a demon.

His long hair is wet, his facial features are covered with mist, and the whole person looks a bit unreal.

She was wearing a very thin black long dress, very close to the body, and opened high forks. When walking, the snow-white thighs collided with the black skirt. The black and white are distinct, and the strong visual effect makes it impossible not to look at it. .

The skirt is **** and the neckline is very low.

Her figure is very good, so good that it really makes men react naturally.

Do nothing, just stand in front of her like this, her good figure is enough.

The opposite **** that Lan Chen had most contact with was Meng Ying.

Meng Ying is beautiful, like a fairy.

He also appreciates it, but has no thoughts about her.

He always keeps away from women, because he doesn't think that if a woman follows him, there will be any good results.

That being the case, he simply didn't start.

Who knows if they will have feelings for one in the process of contact.

His physical needs are also going to be handed over to his left and right hands, and he also knows how to score.

Generally, he doesn't need to bother his hands.

With a pure heart and low desire, he deserves these four words.

But today this woman leaves him only desire.

Shen Qinghuan was panicked, she was afraid of being thrown out by Lan Chen.

But she has to try it.

She walked towards Lan Chen barefoot, step by step, very slowly,

Every step she took, she was thinking about what she would do next.

Those men are willing to pay a high price to buy her, all they think about is this pair of skins.

Anyway, this body will become someone else's sooner or later.

Better, let her choose who to give it to.

He saved her from fire and water, but she didn't expect it to be rewarded. You can only use what you can to reduce your pressure.

She was already standing in front of Lan Chen, stiffly bent over, boldly removed the cigarette from his hand, and extinguished it in the ashtray at the back.

She stood between his legs, then slowly leaned over, her eyes fell on his thin lips, her heart beating like a big drum.

She smelled the faint smell of cigarettes, her eyes collided with his inadvertently, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

With a bewilderment, he stared at the lips, closed his eyes, and kissed.

Lan Chen's lips were slightly cold.

She just pressed on it and didn't move.

She can't kiss.

Thinking back to the kissing scenes in the romance movies she had seen before, she tried to find the feeling.

There was a hard rub on his lips.

Lan Chen frowned and pushed her away.

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