Scolding him, she rolled over and moved to the other side of the bed to distance him.

Then she sat up holding the quilt, her hair was messy, and her body was ambiguous.

Yan leaned lazily on the bedside and looked at the little woman looking down for clothes everywhere.

The perfect line, the shyness of the little woman ...

This kind of warm and vivid, why he didn't find it at first? Why didn't he belong to him from the beginning?

Yan Rusheng's eyes suddenly scratched with jealousy, he turned over and pounced on him, then pressed down and kissed fiercely.

How to do? Thinking of Jiang Zhuoheng, he was jealous, his hands felt lifelike hands, tangled with her fingers, as if to vote her life with her resolve firmly.

Xu Xu resisted a bit, and soon compromised.

Yan Rusheng gave birth to his eyes, sparks of jealousy erupted in his eyes.

He wanted to ask, Wen Xuxue, why can't we fall in love earlier? Why didn't we all belong to each other?

The two had almost all their energy tonight.

Lying flat on the bed, her chest rising and falling, it took her a while to restore her vitality. Her hand touched her belly and looked at the man next to her, "I'm hungry."

Yan Rusheng glanced at the enchanting peach blossom eyes, and her lips provoked a playful radian, "Hey, not full?"

"Smelly gangster, death will not change." Xuxu raised his fist and gave him two strokes in his chest.

The strength was originally small for him, and she was almost exhausted just now. At this time, her fist was like a cotton ball hitting Yan Rusheng's chest. Instead of having the desired effect, she almost irritated him.

Yan Rusheng reached out and clasped his lifelike wrist, then turned his head, opened her eyes and looked at her with a joke, "Stupid woman, wait for me to eat something to restore my strength, then you will seduce me."

He sat up lazily as he moved, went barefoot to the ground, and walked out of the room with vivid eyes.

Xuxu knew that he definitely wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower. He was sweating a lot just now, and he was a little clean. He didn't take this bath, I'm afraid he couldn't eat any food.

Suddenly, she remembered something and shouted loudly outside the door: "Say like a word, come back soon."

A lazy man's voice came from outside, "What are you doing?"

"The curtains outside are not pulled." Xu Xu said as he put on his shoes and fell to the ground, picking up his shirt from the ground and covering his petite body tightly.

The man was still calm, "Others can't find it, what are you afraid of?"

Lifelike: "..."

When she ran out, she couldn't say anything. She looked at the balcony. The curtains were closed. When was it? I didn't hear the sound of curtains just now.

Suspicious, Yan Rusheng's voice suddenly came from the bathroom again, "Wen Xuxue, would you like to wash it together?"

Shake his head instinctively, "No, you can wash it yourself."

She was sore now, washing with him, everything could happen.

Xu Xu put on the pajamas he wore yesterday, and entered the next house from that new door. The luxurious crystal chandelier in the living room was on, bright and colorful.

According to this, the floor wallpaper, furniture, everything should be new, and even a little smell can not be heard, she does not know how Yan Rusheng did it, but she only needs to know a word, there is Money can make ghosts grind.

There are only unexpected and not impossible.

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