Zhiyan narrowed her eyes, and her eyes dripped through a sly wisp. Her soft body leaned forward, and her red lips pressed against Ming Yihan's fair and graceful neck, and she was breathing slightly.

Ming Yihan's body froze uncontrollably. Zhiyan's white little hand wandered on his face, stroked his eyebrows and his eyes, slid all the way, landing on the wriggling Adam's apple, and then came to the delicate and sexy collarbone.

Ming Yihan's body was even stiffer, and there were rifts on his face.

Zhiyan raised her eyebrows, is it still not possible?

The little hand mischievously drew circles on his collarbone, pressing against his warm and cool skin, and suddenly slid into his clothes. Well, it was so hard and elastic.

Zhiyan bounced his chest twice, pulled it naughtyly, and her clothes slipped off, and the whole chest was exposed to the air. Ming Yihan took a breath of cold air. Before he could react, he pressed on himself warmly and softly, and he allowed it to death, and his little mouth made a water-stained sound.

Ao... Ming Yihan shivered all over, the disguise on his face was completely shattered, the blue eyes were leaping, and a ball of dry fire was rushing on his abdomen.

"This is what you asked for!" A magnetic hoarse voice sounded, and then Zhiyan's body soared into the air, and she was held by Ming Yihan and rushed towards the soft bed behind her.

"Well, it's still daytime now!" Zhiyan was shocked. It's over, now she's having a big time.

"You can treat it as night." Ming Yihan snorted lightly, and his big hand quickly removed her clothes.

"But the impact is not good." Zhiyan continued to argue, trying to save herself from danger.

"Um..." Ming Yihan leaned over and directly used his actions to block the chattering little mouth.

The sun was shining brightly, and the spring in the room was boundless. The sound of the **** was sometimes loud, sometimes gentle, charming, and made people blush and heartbeat. Aunt Tang sat in the small pavilion in the courtyard, cups of tea one after another. Until the sun was low, the movement in the room gradually slowed down.

"Aunt Tang!" Zhiyan was carried by Ming Yihan to the dining table. When she met Aunt Tang's joking eyes, she suddenly felt shy and her little face turned red.

"Well, it's not bad, our Yan'er is becoming more and more feminine." Aunt Tang nodded repeatedly, her eyes becoming more and more ugly, and Zhiyan was ashamed of shame.

"Your father is coming soon. If you see you like this, hehe..." Aunt Tang clicked until she finished speaking, and Zhiyan jumped up from Ming Yihan's arms. It was a joke. Although she has not yet admitted that father, after all, blood is thicker than water, and the bond is still there. How could he see this?

What should be paid attention to must be paid, and they have not yet married, and this era is not as open as in the previous life.

Ming Yihan's face suddenly turned dark, and he couldn't help but complain about Yun Mingzhi. Could it be that as long as that man is there, he can't hold his woman?

No, it can be tolerated in one or two days, but it will never be tolerated after a long time.

"Yan'er!" A low voice sounded, Yun Mingzhi, dressed in moon-white clothes, walked in slowly, took a nap, and became a little more energetic, his face was a little rosy, his eyes were bright and hot, and he was filled with unconcealed joy.

"Come and sit here." Zhiyan nodded, stood up from her seat, pulled the chair beside her himself, and signaled him to sit.

Yun Mingzhi sat down, his eyes still stuck to Zhiyan. Facing his daughter in front of him, he always felt like he was dreaming. He even couldn't wait to come over as soon as he woke up, but he was told that his daughter was still sleeping, and he waited for a while, and finally it was time to eat.

"Eat." Zhiyan was still a little uncomfortable with the hot gaze that Yun Mingzhi cast and said.

"Eat more meat and grow your body!" Yun Mingzhi picked up a piece of beef and put it into Zhiyan's bowl.

"You can eat more vegetables for girls, beautify them, and make them skin." Then another chopstick of vegetables fell into the bowl.

"This is fresh fish soup, try it!" A small bowl of fish soup fell on the table in front of you.
Chapter completed!