Meng Ying knows what it means for the wicked to have their own money.

Wasn't she the way to tease him back then?

Now the feng shui turns, the man is like a blocked faucet, she unscrew it, and the water pours out unless she closes it herself.

Meng Ying eats bad results for herself, covets him, and fears him.

It's okay now, it's hard to get off.

She smiled and stretched out her hand against his chest, "Husband, there are guests at home, we can't be so selfish."

"It's not us, it's you." Mu Yuansheng rarely saw her so cowardly, "Didn't you really want it before? Now, I'll give it to you."

"..." What kind of tiger wolf term is this?

Meng Ying swallowed, her eyes daring not to glance below his neck.

She chuckled, "My husband, your image is broken."

"In front of you, no matter how good my image is, you can ruin it." Mu Yuansheng almost gritted his teeth.

Meng Ying remembered all the **** things he had done before, and regretted it.

People are teasing and arousing his inner potential, but she can't bear the result.

Picking up a rock and hitting himself in the foot.

I have heard someone say before that the more serious, colder and more abstinent a man usually looks, once he touches some of his organs, he releases the wolf in the cage.

Meng Ying was so angry and whispered, "Qingcheng is a poor child. I will accompany her all night and send her away tomorrow. I will never steal me from you again."

"Ah."

"Don't sneer. I'm serious." Meng Ying raised her hand, "I swear, I will accompany her to sleep and do nothing. The things I do to you, I only do to you."

Mu Yuansheng was only teasing her, and he didn't want to do anything to her. She was the only one who bullied him on weekdays, and now I finally know that I am afraid.

He took a step back, or put her in a space where he could press down at any time, "Who is she?"

"It's really just a friend. You didn't hear her calling my sister or your brother-in-law. I abducted it, or picked it up blindly. I can become best friends with her." Meng Ying was very serious. Promise to him, "Don't worry, she will never think of you badly."

Mu Yuansheng stared straight at those beautiful eyes, she looked cute.

I don't know if she will be cuter when she begs him for mercy.

The **** Adam's apple rolled around, squeezing her chin as she did before, "Kiss me."

Meng Ying: "..."

Good fellow, it's more raging than her.

She still loves and enjoys these things.

She stepped on the back of his feet, raised her face, and kissed the thin lips that she wanted.

Mu Yuansheng clasped the back of her head and held her waist, deepening the kiss...

...

Meng Ying pursed her lips and went to Qingcheng's room.

It's really harmful to others.

Her courage that died down was strengthened so easily by him.

Fortunately, her self-control ability is very strong, and she can still stay awake in that kind of fire.

Almost, she was about to endure the "love" that made her daunting.

"Sister." Qingcheng sat next to her, waiting obediently.

Meng Ying looked at Miss Fourth, who was not much younger than her. The bright eyes flickered at her, looking clean like a white rabbit.

It was a drama. She almost died on her hands an hour ago, and an hour later they both were in the same room and they knew each other.

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