"Shanshan, so you miss me so much? Okay... let's go to bed. My bed will definitely make you very comfortable."

Mingye deliberately misunderstood Lanshan's meaning, stood up from the water impatiently, pulled a large bath towel, and wrapped Lanshan around her.

Regardless of whether Lan Shan agreed or not, he picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

Tomorrow's bed was indeed very big, and Lan Shan looked extremely petite and lovely lying on it.

Those wet eyes looked at the bright night innocently, with a hint of prayer.[

She originally hoped that when she saw her like this tomorrow night, she could let her go temporarily, but she didn't know that her delicate appearance made the man want to press her down and ravage her even more.

The naked body, the seductive eyes, and the seductive face made it difficult for the already emotional Ming Ye to hold back and let go, unless someone appeared and risked his life to knock the young master unconscious.

"Shanshan, give it to me, don't be afraid... you will like it." Mingye couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Lanshan's lips.

Ming Ye kissed very patiently, hooking Lanshan's uvula and slowly going deep into it. She no longer had any strength to resist the kiss, and his hands moved up and down her body, teasing all her senses.

Ming Ye slowly lured the desire out of Lanshan's body, making her cling to him involuntarily, longing for more...

Lanshan only felt that Ming Ye had lit a fire in her body. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and her nerves were slowly melting, and the feeling of emptiness was getting stronger and stronger.

Lanshan wrapped her legs around Mingye's waist and moaned hoarsely: "Mingye..."

Every muscle in Ming Ye's body was as hard as stone, and was on the verge of exploding, but he still refused to let go.

A voice filled with suppressed desire, hushed and filled with deep fascination, coaxed into Lanshan's ear in a low voice: "Good boy... do you want it?"

Lanshan's eyes were blurry and misty, and Ming Ye's words aroused the deepest desire in her heart.

"...Yes, I want you..."

…

The hour hand of the pendulum clock in the living room was already pointing at eight o'clock, but the people upstairs still hadn't come down.

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On the first day of the new year, I smoked. My sister wrote that Rourou also felt like smoking~~~~~~
Chapter completed!