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100. Do you dare to try

The sun is setting in the west, the sky is dim, everything is hazy, and the Chinese moon is rising.

After washing up, Mo Yuzhuang put Leng Yuhan on his bed and took off his cotton boots.

"Yuzhuang, sleepy! sleepy!"

After playing paper boats for a day, Leng Yuhan pulled Mo Yuzhuang's sleeve and dangled it around. His body lying on the couch showed obvious fatigue.

"Well! Sleepy! Sleepy!" [

Mo Yuhan gently pressed a kiss on the scar on Leng Yuhan's forehead, and Mo Yuzhuang lay down next to Leng Yuhan's body with a doting smile on her face.

"Yuzhuang, love love! Love love!"

His restless little hands secretly reached into Mo Yuzhuang's clothes. Leng Yuhan closed his eyes and yawned, and touched Mo Yuzhuang's body without any rules.

"Yan'er aren't you sleepy anymore?"

Letting Leng Yuhan's little hands fan the flames on her body, Mo Yuzhuang hugged Leng Yuhan's naked body and asked calmly without raising her eyes.

"Yuzhuang, love love! Love love!"

With a tongue like feathers, touching at different levels, Leng Yuhan did not respond to Mo Yuzhuang's question, but expressed his overly longing thoughts with actions.

"Yan'er doesn't answer? Then I won't give it!"

A gentleman sits in his arms and embraces a beautiful woman without any confusion.

Mo Yuzhuang turned her head to one side, easily avoiding Leng Yuhan's hot kiss.

"Yuzhuang is bad! Yuzhuang is bad!"

Huo Ran sat up, and the quilt slid down to his waist, revealing a large area of ​​skin as smooth and moist as white jade on his chest. Leng Yuhan raised his face to avoid looking at Mo Yuzhuang, and got angry.

"How willful!"

There were five braziers placed in the tent, and the charcoal was burning brightly. Mo Yuzhuang looked at Leng Yuhan's thin body, not worried that Leng Yuhan would get cold.

"Yuzhuang is bad! Yuzhuang is bad!"

After sitting on the bed and waiting silently for a while, after making sure that Mo Yuzhuang would not get up to comfort him, Leng Yuhan pouted his mouth and punched the bed several times with his fist.

"Ah, are you still angry?"

The collapsed board collapsed with the sound of being beaten by Leng Yuhan. Mo Yuzhuang lay motionless on the collapse, and her closed eyes never opened from the beginning to the end.

"Yuzhuang is bad! Ignore Yuzhuang!"[

Pushing Mo Yuzhuang's body blocking the bed, Leng Yuhan stood up and stepped over Mo Yuzhuang's body.

"Where to go?"

Finally, Mo Yuzhuang gave up the original plan.

Based on this woman's original personality, Mo Yuzhuang was really afraid that Leng Yuhan would run into someone else's tent in the middle of the night.

Especially now that Shangguanlin's natural enemy is still there, Mo Yuzhuang can't worry about driving Leng Yuhan away just like that!

"Go find it! Okay!"

With bare feet on the ground, Leng Yuhanli ignored Mo Yuzhuang and walked out of the tent.

"How dare you!"

The man's courage burst out in an instant, Mo Yu's makeup fell off quickly, and he caught people even faster.

Leng Yuhan only took two steps on the ground before Mo Yuzhuang stopped him and pushed him back to the cave, grabbed him into his arms and held him tightly.

"dare!"

Humming out a stubborn provocation like a child, Leng Yuhan's little hands roguely touched into Mo Yuzhuang's clothes and rubbed back and forth, arousing Mo Yuzhuang's desire to break away from her defensive consciousness.

"You dare to try it!"

As soon as she turned over and pressed on Leng Yuhan's delicate body, Mo Yuzhuang held down Leng Yuhan's hands, biting the cotton rope tied in a loop on Leng Yuhan's chest with her teeth, staring at her charmingly with cold eyes.

Leng Yuhan's deliberately arrogant face raised the corners of his lips in an evil manner, and his threatening intentions were clearly revealed.

"you!"

As if frightened by Mo Yuzhuang's unprecedented alluring image, Leng Yuhan stopped his movements with a dazed expression and said a single word blankly.

"how?"

Pulling slowly, the cotton rope becomes longer inch by inch, and the links are opened little by little. The Mo Yuzhuang's all kinds of bewitching flavors that turn all living beings upside down are like carvings, like poetry, like paintings.

"Want, want me! Yuzhuang!"

With his eyes blurred and his expression confused, Leng Yuhan broke free from Mo Yuzhuang's restraints and climbed up to the only male figure in his sight, searching frantically.

"Yan'er!"
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