Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Maybe she hasn't had a good rest these days, and her hair is a little frizzy.

Unlike six years ago, her hair was always as smooth as satin and felt like silk in her hands...

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Has she not eaten well or slept well these days?

The hair dryer was whining, but Yin Yanyan looked a little dazed. Everything seemed to be reappearing six years ago...[

She leaned lazily in his arms while he took care of her hair. Sometimes she deliberately acted strange and shook her head violently, making him wet all over. He was not annoyed. There was another way to punish her, a way to make him wet.

The way her face is warm and her heart is beating...

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the room was warm and ambiguous.

Yin Yanyan sat there obediently, like a primary school student sitting in the classroom, with her back straight. Unlike before, every time he blew her hair, she wanted to lie in his arms and use her head like a puppy.

He hugged him wildly, making him wet...

So much so that he had to change clothes every time he finished blow-drying her hair. Of course, during the process of changing clothes, he would also often change to the couch (the word bed is harmonious)...

"Why are you so good? Did you learn from your son?" Ye Yanmo chuckled. He was not used to Yin Yanyan like this.

I can't find any reason to take advantage of this opportunity...

Huh, Yin Yanyan pursed her lips, she knew what he was planning...

She was terribly tired and didn't want to be pushed down by him again...

Alas, Ye Yanmo sighed. In the past, this girl tried every means to create opportunities to have sex with him, but now she is trying her best to avoid it...

It made him feel like a failure. Could it be that his skills had deteriorated?

That's right, after all, she hasn't practiced in six years, so it's understandable that she's unfamiliar. Just now, he was a little rough because of his eagerness, which probably made her uncomfortable. It seems that she still needs to practice more...

Ye Yanmo began to reflect seriously.

Perhaps because he often served her in the past, Ye Yanmo was very good at taking care of her hair.

The layers are clear and silky, and the effect is definitely different from her usual random blow-drying effect.

Ye Yanmo handed over a mirror: "Let's see how it works?"

Yin Yanyan took a look in the mirror, and he was really energetic: "Technology has improved." Yin Yanyan complimented him casually.

Ye Yanmo took advantage of the situation and hugged her waist, rubbing her chest with his hands intentionally or unintentionally, smiling: "What technique? On the couch? (To prevent harmony, in the future, on the chang, and on the chang will all be changed to on the couch."

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Yin Yanyan was rubbed all over by him, and she hurriedly grabbed his restless hand and said angrily: "Ye Yanmo, you pervert reincarnated..."

Three words: stay true to your profession.[

Ye Yanmo looked innocent: "Why am I a pervert?"

Looking at Yin Yanyan's pretty red face, he sighed: "Little pervert, you are thinking wrongly."

Yin Yanyan: "..." She clenched her fists. It was obvious that he was a pervert, but instead she said that she was thinking wrong. This girl always liked Zhu Bajie and beat her up!

She was never his opponent when it came to talking, so she just punched him: "Ye Yanmo, you are itchy again, aren't you?!"

The habitual actions from six years ago have returned to the world.

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