Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

The water in the tub was filled quickly.

He took off her clothes skillfully.

Then she put her body trembling slightly and flushed into the bathtub.

Tong Caiwei curled up in the warm and comfortable water, peeking at someone who was undressing from time to time.

Ye Fan is the standard type who looks thin when dressed, but looks fleshy when undressed.

Taking off the cumbersome clothes on his body, his sexy and fit body like Apollo, the sun god in Greek mythology, was unreservedly presented in front of her.

Attractive pectoral muscles, firm abdominal muscles, and evenly distributed muscles in other parts of the body, each piece is like a masterpiece carefully crafted by God, perfect and just right, no more or less.

Describing a woman with a good figure generally refers to a devil's figure.

She felt that Ye Fan's figure was the devil's figure among men.

She is starting to be nympho again. . .

He stared straight at him with both eyes, reluctant to blink.

Ye Fan knew she was watching.

Quite generously showed her body.

In order to make it easier for his little wife to observe and study, he even approached to let her watch.

Knowing that she was timid and thin-skinned, she kindly reminded, "Girl, if you want to touch, you can touch it casually."

Boom, her little face is as red as a tomato.

He hurriedly moved his eyes away, and stammered, "Who...who wants to touch it, I don't have it."

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a wicked smile curled up on the corner of his lips, "Don't want to?"

"Then why are you drooling at me?"

Is she drooling?

The expression on Tong Caiwei's face froze, her little face turned even redder, and she didn't know if it was because of shame or anger, or because the water temperature was too high.

She reached out and wiped it towards the corner of her mouth. After wiping it several times, she realized that she had been fooled. She couldn't help but growled in a low voice, "Ye Fan, you are boring."

Crash. . .

The large bathtub was originally filled with two-thirds of the water level, but because one more person joined in, the warm water overflowed from the bathtub and splashed on the ground.

Ye Fan skillfully hugged her in the water and pressed her down.

The temperature in the air heats up rapidly.

More water overflowed.

Tong Caiwei couldn't help but make a sound, but she didn't dare to make it too loud for fear of being heard.

Deliberate forbearance made her senses more sensitive.

She trembled all over, and after a while, she softened into a ball, as if she had turned into a pool of water.

Ye Fan panted lowly, reached into the small cabinet next to the bathtub, and took out a small umbrella.

Tong Caiwei suddenly thought of what Xiao Zimeng said to her at night.

She pulled away from the confusion, held down his hand, snatched the small umbrella from his hand, and threw it aside.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her, with a hint of surprise and doubt in his lustful eyes, "Caiwei?"

Tong Caiwei didn't give him any explanation, she wrapped her hands around his neck, exerted a little force, narrowed the distance between the two, and kissed him actively.

In this regard, she rarely takes the initiative.

He is the one who controls everything.

Ye Fan was slightly stunned, then turned passive into active, and kissed deeply.

Although he was very pleased with Tong Caiwei's initiative, although he also enjoyed it extremely, at the critical moment, he still stopped worryingly, panting, "Girl, no, just wait for me..."

"Need not..."

Tong Caiwei hugged him tightly, her face flushed, she bit the corner of her lips and said softly, "I'm safe today."