Rise to the top - 710 is not a man

"Yifan, do you think all of you men like charming women? Vixens like Daji entangle you with their beauty all day long, right?" Li Muyun lay on Dou Yifan's chest, slightly calloused.

Her fingertips circled back and forth on his chest muscles. The wide nightgown had been tilted to one side, and Dou Yifan could clearly see the peach on her chest while lying on the bed.

When he asked this question, Li Muyun still felt that the heat was not strong enough, so he moved Xin's long fingers to his lower abdomen, stroking him back and forth.

"Well...men are all lustful. This is a natural result. No matter how strong your concentration is, it is difficult to resist beauty. Otherwise, it would be difficult for a hero to be a beauty! For example, now you... let

Every man has nosebleeds and is crazy about it." As he said this, Dou Yifan's palms were still resting on Li Muyun's waist, and he did not move his hands up and down to tease the woman around him as usual.

"Well, really? Why didn't I see your nosebleed? Aren't you a man? Hehe, are you a man?" Li Muyun's face turned red before he opened his mouth, and his breath was disordered. If it were normal,

Dou Yifan would definitely start stripping off all the fibers on her body right away, but he and Du Jieqi had just been wildly crazy this afternoon. At this time, even if Dou Yifan had the intention, he still lacked the strength.

"Don't you know best whether I am a man or not?" Dou Yifan pretended to be nonchalant in replying, holding the turbulent woman in his arms to his chest to prevent her from continuing to cause trouble.

"Well, I don't know!" Li Muyun muttered vaguely, and secretly attacked Dou Yifan's triangle area with one bare hand. However, her plan to capture Yizhu Qingtian with her big hand failed.

Tonight, Dou Yifan was too well-behaved and docile to be like a man. Especially since the sharp sword that usually stirred up trouble at the slightest hint was hidden in the body of a gentleman. Li Muyun was a little stunned and moved forward again. There was only one sword left that he could have grasped with one hand.

A soft caterpillar. She leaned forward secretly and brought the two small rubies on her chest to Dou Yifan's palm. What made Li Muyun feel a little incredible was that the food was in front of her but Dou Yifan remained indifferent.

"Mu Yun, I'm sorry! I'm too tired today, how about tomorrow? I'll make it up to you tomorrow, okay?" The caterpillar on his crotch felt being pinched unwillingly by Li Muyun. Dou Yifan felt weak and quickly explained.

stand up.

"Haha, okay! It seems that there is neither a nosebleed nor... Haha, it turns out you are not a man!" Li Muyun felt a little disappointed, but he still didn't want to express his blame for Dou Yifan, so he had to hide it with a smile.

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"Uh...don't you really know if I'm a man?" Dou Yifan kissed Li Muyun's long, silky hair and asked with some annoyance.

"I don't know!" Li Muyun agreed loudly, and then laughed again.

"Hmm, you'll know tomorrow." Dou Yifan faltered guiltily, slowly loosened his big hand holding Li Muyun's waist, and closed his eyes slightly. After a while, Dou Yifan suddenly felt that he

There seemed to be something wrong with his body, as if an invisible hand was pulling him forward, and the target was Li Muyun beside him. With his eyes closed, Dou Yifan reached out to hug the woman next to him, and his big hand quietly attacked her

Little Nene.

"Huh? Stop making trouble and go to sleep! Didn't you say you were exhausted?" Li Muyun clamped his legs together in embarrassment and annoyance to prevent the big attack from succeeding.

"Well, go to sleep! I'm sorry, Mu Yun, am I going to die?" Dou Yifan's fingertips brushed across Li Muyun's thigh, and he immediately felt a warm and moist touch. He felt guilty secretly, and at the same time he felt guilty.

His own young body raised questions.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense! You are probably too tired. It's okay. Just rest and rest. Go to sleep! Stop thinking about it, okay?" Hearing Dou Yifan talking to himself, Li Muyun quickly turned around.

I came to comfort this man who was exhausted after eating too much.

"Thank you, Mu Yun! Alas..." Dou Yifan hugged Li Muyun forcefully and let out a long sigh. He felt inexplicably sentimental, feeling inexplicably sad for his body that was not very willing to cooperate. It seems that if

If his waist strength is not good, Dou Yifan doesn't think it would be very interesting to be an emperor even if he is given the job. However, Du Jiaqi's body is more memorable than Li Muyun's, which is why Dou Yifan can't extricate himself.

He knew he shouldn't be like this, but his body was more honest and acted more directly than his mind.

The night was getting deeper, but Dou Yifan couldn't fall asleep. After tossing and turning in bed, he simply got up quietly, went to the balcony and stood up and smoked a cigarette. The starry night sky didn't seem to be that dark.

However, the street lights in the community seemed even dimmer. Dou Yifan subconsciously looked in the direction of Building A and found that there seemed to be a dark figure on the back balcony of the fifth floor. Looking far into the distance, he could vaguely make out the figure standing on the back balcony of Building A.

The person in a daze there should be a young woman. Dou Yifan was startled for a moment, knowing in his heart that the woman standing in a daze on the balcony in the middle of the night must be Yu Sulan who was beaten up by Qiu Zhenli and others at noon today. Or, he

The words really had some effect on Yu Sulan! Otherwise, Yu Sulan would not have been unable to sleep so late and stood in a daze on the balcony under the starry sky.

However, Dou Yifan didn't know what kind of decision he would make Yu Sulan make after what he said at noon. Should he make up his mind to leave Xu Pengzhan or intensify his efforts to coerce Xu Pengzhan to speed up the divorce? However, even if Xu Pengzhan really and

Qiu Zhenli got divorced, and Yu Sulan was able to get her wish and get together with Xu Pengzhan, so what? Judging from Xu Pengzhan's proficiency in taking him to that mysterious club to engage in "whoring" last time, Yu Sulan was nothing more than a prostitute.

A role in which mother is more valuable than son. Excluding the importance of his son Xu Feixiang, it is hard to say how important Yu Sulan is in Xu Pengzhan's eyes. Thinking of this, Dou Yifan sighed silently again. He silently turned off the button.

With the cigarette in his hand, he turned around and walked into the house.

Under the same starry night sky, Wu Zixu, wearing a colorful hip-hop suit, was leaning on the corner of the back door of a nightclub in Liushui City, puffing away in silence. The strange lights covered up the bright lights between his fingers.
Chapter completed!