Yan Mengzhen was stunned, wasn't Ke Yihan at home? She quickly went downstairs and saw Ke Yihan in the kitchen. Suddenly, that night, the millet porridge he made.
Yan Meng really laughed suddenly. In fact, many times, she longed for him to make a meal for her. Now it is reality again. In fact, she wants to do so, but she can't be extravagant.
She walked in gently, hugged Ke Yihan from behind, took a deep breath, whispered, "Ke Yihan, if this is a dream, I hope to wake up."
Wu Qiu Yao's body trembled, and she even recognized the wrong person. However, he didn't immediately expose it, so she was hugged by her. It felt really good.
"Han." Yan Meng really shouted, but she didn't get any response at all. She just wanted to release it, but ...
Wu Qiuyao suddenly turned his body, embraced Yan Mengzhen into his arms, and said with a smile: "This morning makes me want to.
Yan Mengzhen stunned, quickly pushed Wu Qiu Yao, and said, "How? How is you?"
"Otherwise, who do you think? Ke Yihan? If Yan Meng really doesn't come, no one knows if you die, you take the initiative to embrace, it's good." Wu Qiu Yao said with a smile.
Yan Meng was so shameful that he couldn't even distinguish between their backs.
"That, you, you, thank you." Yan Mengzhen said.
Then her, the wound on her head was bandaged, and said, Ke Yihan, how can he care about her life?
"What is the use of your mouth? Thank you for your body." After saying, Wu Qiu Yao said, holding Yan Meng really, and pressed her directly on the sofa. Yan Meng really said, "What are you doing?"
"Kiss you." After Wu Qiu Yao finished speaking, he aimed at her red lips and kissed. When she was approaching, Yan Mengzhen turned his cheeks, kissed, and fell on his neck.
"What are you doing?" Ke Yihan's displeased voice came.
Yan Mengzhen stunned, quickly got up, raised his hair, and said, "I still have something."
As soon as I raised my steps, my hand was pulled. Ke Yihan said ironically: "Is there something? Is it a good thing I bother you?"
Yan Meng really shook his hand and said unhappyly: "Being a man must not be too domineering. Only the official officials are allowed to set fire, and the people are not allowed to light up. This is not in line with the truth.
Can't control. "
"Can't control it? Are you going to do it with him. Love?" Ke Yihan roared unhappy.
"Don't you do it with Yan Ning. Do you love it?" Yan Meng shouted excitedly.
"I don't." Ke Yihan said loudly.
"No, I have my own eyes yesterday ..." In the following words, I haven't said it yet.
He did not continue with Yan Ning, just because she broke all atmosphere.
Now, she is entangled with other men. What should they do if he didn't return? He, unhappy.
He wanted to prove it with a kiss that Yan Meng was really his. He had to use this way to let Wu Qiu Yao know that it was difficult. Thinking of this, the fiery kiss, even more domineering.
The tip of his tongue went deep into Yan Meng's true mouth, and the tip of the tongue slipped over all her shellfish. He wanted to occupy her overbearing.
The more he reaches it, the more he is, the damn, and he should not worry about Yan Mengzhen, and he returns in advance.
Yan Meng really has no thoughts. His sentence, what does he mean? So what does it mean? Then the dream of dreaming last night, the dream kiss, no, not a dream, but real, but damn, Wu Qiu Yao is there?
(Well, this chapter was originally wonderful, and the hand was deleted, and the feeling could not be found if you modified it, sorry, why)