There are very few Song Yun, and they will take the initiative.

However, as soon as his words fell, Song Yun took the initiative to entangle his neck and handed his lips up.

Her lips, soft and sweet.

Jiang Yanjing was slightly stunned.

Return to God soon and respond warmly.

Jiang Yanjing hugged her and put her on the table.

The kiss is enthusiastic.

Song Yun's shoulder strap slipped.

The exposed fragrant shoulders are fair and exquisite.

Jiang Yanjing's breathing gradually became heavy.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Staring at her unknown, "You ..."

Song Yun looked at him, and after all, he didn't hold back, and laughed. "I came to auntie."

Jiang Yanjing, "..."

He is strange.

She has always been shy.

It is convenient and passive.

When did you become so active?

He pressed his breath, still his hoarse voice, "tease me, is fun?"

Song Yun nodded, "Well, fun."

Jiang Yanjing was helpless and helpless, and put her clothes well. "You'd better pray, your aunt will never leave."

Song Yun quickly recognized, "I'm wrong."

She is really afraid of him.

Jiang Yan Jingju came down, and the deliberate suppression of his eyes was still hot, "It's late."

After saying he turned to the bathroom.

Probably, it's really uncomfortable, you need to calm down.

Song Yun caught up, "I wait for you."

Jiang Yanjing turns back. In the past, he would be happy.

But today, no!

He wouldn't be able to play with him!

"I will wash it myself."

After speaking, I closed the door.

Song Yun moved his lips.

She seems to have played fire.

After about twenty minutes, he walked out of the gray silk pajamas.

He is tall, soft, and light -faced silk pajamas, wearing it on him, very eye -catching.

It may be a good relationship between others.

Therefore, even pajamas can't hide it, he should be charm as a man.

Song Yun came over and pleased, "I help you blow your hair."

Jiang Yanjing stared at her for a long time, didn't hold it up, and laughed, "Looking at your sincere portrayal, I will forgive you for a while."

Song Yun entangled his waist with arms, coquettish, "Thank you husband."

Jiang Yanjing was completely pleased by this sentence. Her husband was completely pleased.

Slotting to kiss her forehead, "I like this title."

Song Yunyun still has a little shyness.

Hiding in his arms.

He was filled with a faintness, the fragrance of shower gel.

It smells very well.

Song Yun sniffed greedy.

Nympho

Song Yun took a bath and put on a comfortable and conservative pajamas.

The housekeeper came over and knocked on the door.

It is ready for dinner.

Song Yun and Jiang Yan went downstairs to dine.

After that, I fell asleep.

In the morning, Song Yun was awakened.

She opened her eyes fascinated. "Seeing a row of maids standing next to the bed."

She is a spirit of excitement, and she is awake instantly.

"you……"

During her speech, her gaze was aimed at the tall figure standing outside the window.

He still pajamas.

On the phone.

He kept talking and lasted for ten minutes before the call was over.

Hanging the phone, he walked in after a while.

Seeing that Song Yun was awake, he said, "These are what I asked Huo Xun to prepare, you get up and see that one."

Song Yun realized in an instant that the occasion she needed to attend is very grand and formal.

She opened the quilt and got out of bed.

There are three sets of dresses.

There are gorgeous, temperament, and a set of extremely feminine, that is, sexy.

Song Yun chose a satisfactory temperament.

"This black."

There are also a few sets of jewelry.

Jiang Yanjing walked in front of her, pointing at the nude diamond jewelry, "this set is suitable."

Black is dull and needs bright colors. If red or sapphire, it looks not smart enough.

After all, she is still young.

Simple nude and black are more complement.

Song Yun glanced at him, gently pulled a shallow smile at the corner of his lips, "Well, listen to you."

"I will go first. After you have breakfast, Huo Xun will take someone over and help you make up. I will pick you up at ten o'clock." After that, he went to the cloakroom.

Song Yun didn't know if these were borrowed or what, so let the servant let go first.

She went downstairs to the kitchen.

Come over, "Mrs., what do you need?"

Song Yun said, "I need hot milk, and fried eggs."

"I let people ..."

"No need, just come."

Jiang Yanjing is going out, and he must not even eat anything.

At the same time as hot milk, she fried eggs.

Jiang Yan's scenery, she happened to be done.
Chapter completed!