Hidden marriage husband is a bit Su

Chapter 590 Little bad bag, I am very satisfied with your performance
Ximen Yinyao withdrew his gaze coldly, and his bandaged face just pressed down on Su Qianchen's delicate face...

Mo Mei's voice sounded like a cello in D key, "Little Bad Bao, I am very satisfied with the performance just now!"

Saying that, the whole person pressed, pressed, and went...

Sensual lips are about to stick to her little red lips, rub, rub, rub, rub...

Su Qianchen had the illusion that he wanted to drink his saliva, and in a panic, she turned her face away...

But he clasped his jaw with one hand...

"Little thing, what are you hiding? Didn't you have the courage to show it in front of your ex-husband just now? Why didn't your ex-husband want to talk to me after he left? Could it be that I'm just a tool for you to annoy your ex-husband?"

Ximen Yinyao's big palm covered with bandages just passed through Su Qianchenqiong's white neck, and gently went around, pressing her whole head to his face...

The thin lips tightly sucked her little red lips...

"No, don't..." She swallowed a little uncomfortable...

Putting her small hand against Ximen Yinyao's chest, her pupils gleamed with the light of forbearance, "You, you have become like this, still, still playing, yes, something big will happen..."

Su Qianchen's breath was unsteady, and he spoke in a hurry, his little red lips moved up and down, and looked more and more hooked, human, soulful, as if he was asking for a kiss...

It made him feel even more helpless, holding on to...

"What are you afraid of? Your husband and I are iron..."

"You're not made of iron, you're wrapped in gauze, okay?" Su Qianchen rolled his eyes at him, then stretched out his hand abruptly, wanting to pinch him...

But he found that the bandage wrapped around his body was already wet...

This damned devil, wouldn't he be male and sweating profusely, right?

Looking from top to bottom, looking at him critically...

Only then did he realize that the bandages all over his body were soaked, soaked, and beads of sweat were already dripping down his forehead...

Su Qianchen's brows and eyes were all tangled, and he blamed endlessly, "Look, look, I'm sweaty, what should I do? Shall I call the doctor to change the gauze for you?"

"Are you willing to let the doctor see my body?"

(End of this chapter)