When Ye Qingqing heard this, her face immediately turned into two crimson clouds.

Her eyes widened, she reached out angrily to scoop up a handful of water from the basin, and threw it on Tang Yu's face, "Pervert!!"

With that said, she turned around and wanted to leave the kitchen, but was pulled by Tang Yu and pressed against the refrigerator in the kitchen.

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

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

As he spoke, his lips came to Ye Qingqing's sensitive earlobe, and he said softly and seductively: "Watch me deal with you tonight."

The voice was as gentle as dripping water. Ye Qingqing felt like she was about to melt. She blushed and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."

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

But in Tang Yu's view, this was more like a different kind of invitation.

At this moment, Ye Qingqing's face was as red as a peach blossom, and she was indescribably charming. Tang Yu was nothing like a monk without all kinds of emotions.

He had a special desire for Ye Qingqing, and it was a very deep desire. It could be said that he wanted to occupy her all the time and embed her into his body.

Hearing what Ye Qingqing said, Tang Yu smiled evilly and kissed Ye Qingqing's lips.

As soon as Tang Yu kissed her, Ye Qingqing could no longer concentrate on her thoughts, and she could only feel a super-hot burning sensation all over her body.

Her nose was filled with Ye Qingqing's pure masculine scent, swallowing her whole like huge waves.

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

Ye Qingqing was overwhelmed by confusion and confusion, and her mind was in a state of confusion. She was like a drowning person, clinging to Tang Yu as if she was clinging to a piece of driftwood.

The tongue is playing, lingering and pathos, like seaweed entwining and caressing but not separated.

Rapid breathing rippled through the kitchen. Ye Qingqing's eyes were blurred, her chest and cheeks were red, and she felt that her tongue was numb from being sucked by Tang Yu.

If anything really happened in the kitchen, Ye Qingqing's promise was negative.

She reached out and pushed Tang Yu's shoulder, trying to give him some room to breathe, telling Tang Yu that she didn't want to.

However, Tang Yu pressed her even tighter, like an insatiable beast. He kissed Ye Qingqing and led her out of the kitchen.

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

"...Well, Tang Yu..." Ye Qingqing was even more inappropriate in the living room.

There are many people in this apartment and they all have magnetic cards for the elevator. What should I do if someone comes at this moment?

"Change your name."

"husband……"

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

Ye Qingqing groaned, groaning in pain or discomfort.

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

Ye Qingqing's body followed Tang Yu's movements, like waves, and he hummed: "Get up..."

Tang Yu thought she was uncomfortable lying on the sofa, so he immediately hugged Ye Qingqing and sat up, continuing to want her with an ambiguous frequency.
Chapter completed!