First Lady

Turning around and climbing upstairs with difficulty, I thought bitterly in my heart, this bastard usually doesn't go home, but this time he didn't leave until almost noon, he must be trying to scare him on purpose, a bastard is a bastard.

Before she could walk, her waist tightened, her feet flew into the air, and she was hugged horizontally. She was so frightened that she didn't care who it was, and immediately grabbed his neck. After seeing the face clearly, she began to struggle violently.

"Bastard, let go..."

"Don't move if you don't want to fall."

Lan Shan bit her lip, and stared at Ming Ye with accusing eyes, although she hated him, but... this kid could do what he said, she didn't dare to fall again, her legs really hurt. [

Ten minutes later, intermittent groans came from Mrs. Ming's room, and the people who heard it blushed and their thoughts flew wildly.

"It hurts, take it easy..."

"Get out... get out... woo woo... it hurts like hell! Bastard..."

"Take it easy, you can't take it easy..."

"Ah...it really hurts there!"

"Woo...Mingye, you bastard."

"Shut up, don't talk."

Ming Ye's complexion at this time is extremely bad, his already cloudy and unpredictable face is now covered with cloudy clouds, his muscles are stiff, the veins on his neck are hideous, and the chill emanating from his body makes Lan Shan shiver.

Biting his lower lip with his teeth, tears in his wet eyes, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, looking at Ming Ye's timid and pitiful appearance with accusation made people feel pain in his heart.

Ming Ye lamented in his heart, he was really about to be defeated by this woman, when did he, Young Master Ming, do such a lowly thing, to rub safflower oil on a woman.

Damn it, her voice just now was so soft and flattering, it sounded like... moaning when she was being loved on the bed.

He couldn't help but want to push her under him to make love, and it became more and more crazy, even more difficult than before she lost her memory.

The question that has been on Ming Ye's mind these two days is that she really wants to shoot her to death, but you see her looking at you dumbly.

The wet eyes, so bright, and the aggrieved face filled him with anger, but he couldn't express it a little bit, and even the strength of his strikes was not consciously much lighter.

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