Ye Weilan screamed charmingly, her soft red lips half open, her skin was flawless, like a petal waiting to be picked.

Qi Ye couldn't help but kiss her, and only pressed her warm, white, soft body against her body. She stroked her hands up and down, enjoying the wonderful taste of warm, fragrant, soft, jade, and asked charmingly: "How can Lan feel uncomfortable..."

"It's uncomfortable everywhere..." Ye Weilan was like a little beast lost in his mind, sobbing pitifully: "Qi Ye... help me..."

Qi Ye crossed her knee with one hand and picked her up: "I'll take you to take a shower..."

The bathtub was already full of hot water. Qi Ye put his little wife in. The person who was already hot was getting hot water, which made the fire even more oily. She twisted her body inside, raised her eyes and looked at the person who was standing by the bathtub and stared at her in tears: "Qi Ye...heat..."

"If you take off your clothes when you are hot, would you please?" Qi Ye coaxed him, like a big-tailed wolf.

Ye Weilan immediately raised her hand to take off her clothes. Her coat was torn off. Now she was wearing a light blue long skirt with snow-white hands on her chest, preparing to tear off the skirt. Unfortunately, she didn't have the strength of Qi Ye. She was unstable and even fluttered herself into the bathhouse.

Qi Ye took her out of the water, looked at her wife's wet eyes, pitiful expression, and slender fingers helped her unzip the skirt, and kissed her cheeks again: "Well...you can take it off now..."

Ye Weilan moved his hand, and the long skirt came down, passing through her white breasts, slender waist, beautiful buttocks, and slender legs fell into the bathhouse, rippling on the water, like a blue daffodil.

And she stood in the middle of the flower, her graceful and delicate body, every ups and downs and curve of the waist, seemed to be magically outlined by the Creator. Her fair and pink skin was as white as snow, and her curls were placed on her thin spine, making her look even more confusing.

Especially the expression on his face at this moment, the purity is mixed with indescribable charm, pitiful, and looks like he ravages and bullies Ren Jun and does whatever he wants...

Qi Ye's eyes curled his wife from top to bottom, and his eyes were filled with dark emotions and desire. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of forbearance, and his eyes were so charming that it was impossible to look at him: "Lan..."

What a nice view……

It's so beautiful that it makes people feel tremble...

I couldn't help but want to press this pure and beautiful flower under my body to take it all my heart's content. I saw her crying and begging for mercy, and I saw her blooming the most gorgeous expression for him.

She owed him three years of stuff...it's time to make up for it...

Qi Ye stepped into the bathtub and hugged her waist: "Lan, take off my clothes..."

She blinked her big eyes, then suddenly came over to hug him, and said tearfully: "Qi Ye, husband, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Take off my clothes," Qi Ye kissed her and coaxed her gently, with a charming tone: "I'll help you, okay?"

She twitched her nose, like a bullied little wife, with her simple white fingers unbuttoning his clothes one or two... From top to bottom, she exposed a large area of ​​fair and naked chest, her muscles were tight, delicate and flawless, and her skin was shimmering. There was no way to imagine that a man could have such a icy skin that was as slutty as snow...
Chapter completed!