Yan Mengzhen used all her strength to push Ke Yihan away, touched her neck, and shouted excitedly: "Are you a dog? It hurts very much, do you understand?"
"Why? It hurts when I kiss you. You have never been so excited by other men? Yan Mengzhen, is this your love for me?" Ke Yihan was also excited.
"I don't want to love you, why do I love you? What can I get if I love you? I have enough, I love you enough." Yan Mengzhen said anxiously.
A man can never believe the sincerity a woman gives when she loves her.
"You dare, no one can allow love except me? Especially that Qi Zongxiao." Ke Yihan said word by word.
Yan Mengzhen raised her head, looked at Ke Yihan's eyes, and approached him step by step, and said self-deprecatingly: "Ke Yihan, if you say this to me, I will think you are jealous, but I am not a fool, I can't deceive myself, if you
It’s not that you are jealous, don’t say that you are only allowed to love you, I can’t do it.”
Ke Yihan stood there, looking into her eyes, without saying anything.
"Are you jealous?" Yan Mengzhen said self-deprecatingly.
After asking this sentence, she laughed, "Silly, how could he be jealous?" If he was really jealous, he wouldn't have been so proactive last night. He was just possessive, and he just couldn't accept it.
Your wife, besides him, there are other men, but you think you are jealous and you are the biggest fool and idiot in the world.
"Yes, I'm jealous." After Ke Yihan finished speaking, he hugged her waist, sucked hard at her red lips. Yes, Ke Yihan admitted that he was really jealous this time.
He did not deny this. As long as he thought that Yan Mengzhen and other men were doing intimate things like him, he could no longer suppress his inner excitement. Apart from the hot kiss, he used this to express his possessiveness.
There is no other way.
Yan Meng was like the sand in her hand. When the wind blew, it disappeared without a trace. For the first time, he became nervous.
Yan Meng was stunned. He said he was jealous, he said he was jealous, yes, it was Ke Yihan who said this. She thought he had heard it wrong, but it was real.
A simple kiss could no longer satisfy Ke Yihan. His big hand penetrated into Yan Mengzhen's clothes, held her snow peak, and held it tightly. Yan Mengzhen took the opportunity to ask, "You said you were jealous?"
"Yes, I'm jealous, but now I'm going to eat you, and I don't even have any skin left." After Ke Yihan finished speaking, he pushed her onto the bed and fell on her neck with a hot kiss.
He Ke Yihan wants to use his own way to possess Yan Mengzhen and get it.
Yan Mengzhen was already confused, and she was always savoring her mind. He was jealous. Yes, I have loved him for four years. The first time I felt that he was jealous for her, she was a little excited.
Jealousy was originally a way to express love between husband and wife, but for Yan Mengzhen, it was a luxury. This time, I finally got it. This feeling cannot be described and expressed in words.
"Do you still miss him?" Ke Yihan entered her body, pushed hard, and said with some scent.
Yan Mengzhen looked at Ke Yihan's eyes, gently picked up his cheek, kissed his lips, and actively stuck out his tongue to give him all the heat. She didn't want anyone else, but he was the only one.