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Chapter 111: Huanhuan, I Want to Die for You, I Want to ...... Every Day


She didn't even get a chance to speak.

His fingers kept tracing various places on her body, as if he were caressing a perfect and beloved work of art.

The atmosphere of the narrow space is ambiguous, and the tip of her nose is the light breath of a man.

Smells good and clean.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan......"

"Gu Mingye, you are ...... when you get home" Her lips squirmed twice, and the last two words disappeared from her mouth.

"How's it going to get home?

Well?

” The man hooked his lips slightly, attached to her ear, and his snort was warm, making her shudder.

His hands were still moving, and the sensitive parts of his body were being pulled inch by inch. …… I don't know how long it took, Xiao Qinghuan's head was drowsy, until the driver's voice sounded.

She pushed Gu Mingye away, half-untied the placket on her body, and hurriedly tidied it up.

The two of them almost played with car shock!

The waist is numb, and the man's low and hoarse voice is particularly sultry in the dangerous night, and the sexual feeling is explosive.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan......"

"Gu Mingye, I'm home, get out of the car!"

She tugged at the man's arm trapped on her, but to no avail.

"You let go of me!"

She pushed, her cheeks crimson and anxious.

"Huanhuan, why don't we try it in the car?

Well?

” Xiao Qinghuan's hand paused, raised his eyes and stared at him with a wrinkled face, "If you don't let go, let alone the car, I won't let you get on the bed!"

” He pursed the corners of his lips, and his voice was a little sticky, "But Huanhuan, I can't go back like this now, I will be seen by the servant." ” He was afraid that she would not hear clearly, so he took her hand and put it on his legs.

Familiar touches and burning desires.

Xiao Qinghuan shook off his hand violently, raised his eyes and stared at the man expressionlessly, "Can you estrus anywhere, and are you afraid that others will see it?"

” He Wen Yan bent the corners of his lips, smiled silently, and said in a low voice, "No face." ” Xiao Qinghuan was almost laughed at by him, how could this man not think of face problems when he was in the cinema just now.

There was a sudden tightness on her waist, and she was held in the arms of the man, and then she watched him open the car door and get out of the car.

"Let go of me, I'm not leaving!"

She will definitely think more when the maid sees her like this!

The face is gone!

Holding down the person who was moving in his arms, Gu Mingye's eyes were slightly dark, and his voice was even hoarse to the extreme, "It's you who wants to leave, and you're the one who doesn't go." ” "Huanhuan, if you're messing around, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you here!"

The air was suddenly quiet, and when Gu Mingye was about to walk to the door, Xiao Qinghuan suddenly buried his head in his arms and muttered in a low voice.

"The face is gone." - It was the housekeeper who opened the door, and Xiao Qinghuan didn't dare to raise his face.

"Young Master, Young Madam, you are back, do you need to prepare dinner!"

Uncle Bai stepped forward and saw Xiao Qinghuan who was being held in Gu Mingye's arms, and couldn't help but ask, "Is the young lady uncomfortable?"

” "No, we ate outside, Uncle Bai, you should rest early!"

"Yes."

Although he hugged someone in his arms, Gu Mingye's pace was still steady. just hugged Xiao Qinghuan upstairs, only he knew how depressed the desire in his body was.

The secret space and the already primitive desire made him no longer able to hold the woman on the bed.

With a flick of her hand, her clothes were suddenly peeled off, and she even heard a slight tearing sound.

"Gu Mingye, you slow down......"

"Huanhuan, I miss you to death, I want to ...... every day" Xiao Qinghuan blushed, pursed her lips, and her delicate and bright little face was flushed, unable to speak.

The man's eyes were slightly deep, and he quickly stripped off the clothes of the two, and was about to drive straight in.