When Ye Qingqing heard this, her little face immediately dyed two clouds of blazing clouds.

She widened her eyes, and furiously reached out to raise a handful of water from the basin and splashed it on Tang Yu's face, "Perfly!"

As she said that, she turned around and wanted to leave the kitchen, but was pulled by Tang Yu and stood on the refrigerator in the kitchen.

Ye Qingqing's face turned red, "Pervert, let me go!"

Tang Yu gently raised her chin, gently stroked her lips with his fingertips, and murmured in a low voice: "My good friend has finally left, right..."

As he said that, his lips came to Ye Qingqing's sensitive earlobe and said softly: "Look at me, how can I deal with you tonight."

The voice was as gentle as water could drip out. Ye Qingqing felt that she was about to melt, and she blushed and said, "I'll take a shower first."

In fact, she just didn't know what to say, and she felt embarrassed, so she just found an excuse to leave.

But in Tang Yu's view, this is more like an alternative invitation.

At this moment, Ye Qingqing's face was flushed, her face was like a peach blossom, and she was indescribable and charming. Tang Dynasty was nothing, and she had no monks with seven emotions and six desires.

He had a special desire for Ye Qingqing, and he had a very deep desire. It can be said that he wanted to occupy her and embed her into his body.

Hearing Ye Qingqing say this, Tang Yu smiled evilly and possessed and kissed Ye Qingqing's lips.

Once he was kissed by Tang Yu, Ye Qingqing could not concentrate his thoughts, and he felt a super hot burning level all over his body.

The nose was filled with Ye Qingqing Chunyang's masculine aura, like waves of huge waves swallowing her entirely.

Tang Yu's palm was like a soldering iron, and he penetrated under Ye Qingqing's clothes, touched Ye Qingqing's naked back, and then hooked her waist and pressed against him.

The infatuation came, and Ye Qingqing's mind was messy, like a drowning person, as if he had grabbed a driftwood, climbing tightly at the Tang Dynasty.

The tongue plays, lingering and sad, one by one, like seaweed tangling but not separated.

The rapid breathing swelled in the kitchen. Ye Qingqing's eyes were blurred, her chest and cheeks were red, and she felt her tongue numb by Tang Yu sucking.

Is it really going to happen in the kitchen? Ye Qingqing agreed no.

She reached out and pushed Tang Yu's shoulder, wanting to have room to breathe, and telling Tang Yu that she didn't want to.

But she didn't expect Tang Yu to press her tighter, like an insatiable beast, kissing Ye Qingqing while taking her out of the kitchen.

It seemed that I couldn't wait to go back to the room, and I couldn't wait to hold Ye Qingqing on the bed. When I walked to the living room, I pushed Ye Qingqing directly onto the sofa.

"...Well, Tang Yu..." Ye Qingqing is even more unsuitable in the living room.

Many people in this apartment have magnetic cards for elevators. What should I do if someone comes here now?

“A different title.”

"husband……"

The clothes were peeling off. When Ye Qingqing spoke softly, Tang Yu moved his waist and sank hard.

Ye Qingqing groaned, moaning as if it was painful and uncomfortable.

Tang Yu leaned down, kissed Ye Qingqing's nose, called her name affectionately, and then started to move from slow to fast.

Ye Qingqing's body was as waving as Tang Yu's movements, and she hummed out: "Get up..."

Tang Yu thought she felt uncomfortable lying on the sofa, so he immediately hugged Ye Qingqing and sat up, and continued to ask her at a very ambiguous frequency.
Chapter completed!