The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 1106 1114 How about you slap me a few more times to make my face hurt

"Ye Moyuan! What are you so happy about? Let me down, aren't you tired?" Luo Yao waved her little hand, beating the man's chest like a drum, curled her mouth, stared, with a ferocious expression, " If you don't let me down, I'll bite you."

"Okay! You bite!" Ye Moyuan stopped dancing, and leaned over with a handsome face, "Baby! Where do you want to bite? Feel free!"

Luo Yao rolled her eyes: "You treat it as a treat for a drink, and you're free."

A smirk flashed across Ye Moyuan's eyes, he leaned over his thin lips, and nodded with his finger: "Why don't you bite me?"

"Snapped!"

With a slap, several finger prints appeared on the man's fair face, Luo Yao was startled, feeling guilty.

"Yemoyuan! Why are you so stupid? Why don't you run away?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to avoid it? You don't bite, you can hit it instead, I don't mind."

"But I don't mind, people say that a man's face is very important." Luo Yao gently rubbed his palms for him in frustration, frowning, "How do you go out to meet people like this?"

"What are you afraid of? Anyone who sees it, I will proudly tell him that this is the imprint branded by my baby."

After speaking, he opened his mouth, grabbed the little donkey's hand, wrapped it in, and kissed.

His baby forgave him.

His little donkey forgave him.

My heart is full of joy, and I want to fly when I am happy.

A slap is really nothing, the little donkey's strength is too weak, it seems to be tickling him.

Where is the pain?It's really sour.

If the little donkey doesn't mind, he really wants her to slap her again.

Why didn't you notice it before?When the little donkey hits someone, the strength and movement make people feel good.

Ye Moyuan kissed the little hand of the little stubborn donkey.

again and again.

"Baby! Does your hand hurt? Huh?"

"Hmm!" Luo Yao shook her head, and gave the man a blank look, "Yemoyuan! Are you stupid? Why worry about my hand hurting? Doesn't your face hurt?"

"Hmm! It doesn't hurt." Ye Moyuan let go of the little donkey's hand, and kissed her neck and earlobe instead, "Why don't you slap me a few more times, so that I can feel the pain in my face."

Luo Yao pushed the cheap man away.

Curse: "Sick."

Ye Moyuan couldn't help laughing: "Honey! I'm sick because of you."

He hugged the person even tighter, wishing he could embed himself into his body.

He lowered his head to hold the little stubborn donkey's slightly opened lips, which were about to curse, and violently mopped up the city and looted the land.

"Oh! Yemoyuan!" Luo Yao was about to faint from the kiss, she pushed the man away forcefully, and lay on his shoulder panting heavily.

The little face was flushed.

There was a pain in the man's lower abdomen, and the fire that had been extinguished by cold water revived, and he was so hot that he was about to explode.

Quickly put the little donkey on the bed and sit up, then turned around and was about to rush into the bathroom.

"Yemoyuan! What are you doing? Are you ignoring me?"

Little Stubborn Donkey seemed to have been greatly wronged, with tears in his eyes that were about to fall.

The pursed mouth could hold an oil lamp, and looked at him pitifully.

Ye Moyuan's heart softened into a puddle of water, and he held back the burning pain on his body.

"Baby! I didn't ignore you. Xiao Yuanyuan is feeling uncomfortable. I'll go inside and pour cold water on it to cool it down, otherwise something will happen."

Luo Yao grabbed the man and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Yemoyuan! Are you really stupid or fake? It's unbearably suffocated. Is it helpful to just pour cold water to cool it down?"

(End of this chapter)