One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Dongfang Yunhe really carried out this "latest research" to the end.

Slowly, slowly, feed her bite by bite.

A dinner was eaten for almost an hour.

In the middle, a certain color ~ Uncle still "cares" from time to time: "Small things, is it hot? I think you are a little sweaty after eating. It is not good and unhealthy. Come on, unbutton a button to breathe..."

At the end of the meal, Nalan Xin'er had three or four buttons on the neckline unbuttoned, and the school uniform skirt had reached his waist, and his white legs were hung on his strong waist like a koala.

That posture... also really drunk.

The candlelight flickered, and the man's face seemed to be plated with a layer of pale golden light, and the elegant lines became more and more precious, like a work of God.

The faint icy masculine taste is even more refreshing and fascinating.

If it weren't for the uncle who was playing rogue, Nalan Xiner couldn't help thinking that this was a 100% perfect man.

The uncle is good at everything. He is noble, knowledgeable, capable and loves her very much, but he wants to play tricks on her as soon as he closes the door. This is really teary.

Nalan Xin'er bit her tongue: "Uncle...I...I'm full."

Can you go down from others?

This posture is too easy to wipe ~ gun ~ walk ~ fire.

She clearly felt that a group of huge bumps were at the junction of each other, flicking one by one, very dishonest.

Dongfang Yunhe was not too close to her small face, and the cold breath of thin lips opened her nose: "But I'm still hungry. It... also hungry."

Holding her little hand, she moved somewhere.

Nalan Xin'er blushed even more, her nose moved, and she groaned: "Uncle! No! My hands are still hurting..."

On the way back from Beijiao Daying last night, beside the Beijiang Canal, he asked for several hours, her claws were almost worn out, okay?

Here again?

Is this man made of steel?

He is not afraid of "*****.

Dongfang Yunhe was tightened by her anger, and there was a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

Of course he knew she was tired... but he just couldn't help it.

It's like looking at a table of delicacies from mountains and seas, but you are hungry and can't do it.

And it's the same every day, every hour, every moment.

Too torture.

Suddenly thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said: "Xin'er...you don't have to work your little paw this time..."

Nalan Xin'er was happy when she heard it, and finally liberated her hands, Oye! The little slave girl turned over Oye!

But in the next second, those bright and twinkling beautiful eyes suddenly became bigger than the copper bell——

"Don't use small paws, use... this..." Dongfang Yunhe's voice was clear and enchanted, and his cold **** gently stroked her lips.

Going back and forth is meaningful.

Nalan Xiner stiffened for a moment and blinked.

"Uncle, you, you are not mistaken!" A thin layer of anger gradually stained her face.

Damn, I can’t wait to bite that nasty middle finger.

How dare, let her use it, use...

"Uncle, I'm angry! How can you force people to do this kind of thing like this." The small mouth puffed up, and a small whirlpool appeared between the eyebrows.

Dongfang Yunhe looked at the vivid and bright little face under the candlelight, his heart was bored, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he opened her frowning brows by himself: "Okay, funny, I am looking forward to the day when you will be willing I won’t force you. I promise."