Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Ling Yushen was speechless. He didn't move. Lu Mian stared at him, "is it still a man?"

He chuckled, his voice was low and dumb, and his eyebrows were stained with a shallow softness, "don't you know best?"

"......." Lu Mian calmed down. "Do you hold it or not?"

Ling Yushen nodded, "come up."

The slender arm wrapped around his neck, and the uninjured foot kicked hard and jumped up.

He cooperated perfectly, his arm firmly caught her, copied under his arm with one hand and from the bend of her leg with the other hand, and the princess took her into the bedroom.

He wanted to put her down. Lu Mian wrapped his neck, shook his head, and raised his exquisite chin in the direction of the cloakroom.

Ling Yushen had to change direction and hold her into the cloakroom.

"All right." Landing on both feet, Lu Mian gave full play to the spirit of throwing after use, "you can go out."

Men just laugh and laugh meaningfully.

"Why don't you go?" He put his hands around his chest and looked like he was guarding against him.

Ling Yushen looked down at his nightgown. "I have to bother you, madam. Do you a favor."

"Want me to change your clothes?" Lu Mian saw through, "don't even think about it! Get out! "

Put your hand on his back and push it out, "I want to change my clothes. Get out."

"Wait."

Ling Yushen turned around. Lu Mian, who was unprepared, rushed forward because of inertia. The man quickly took her into his arms. She bumped into his arms without warning.

Lu Mian was confused.

He raised his head and looked at his joking eyes. His lips were slightly open. He wanted to say something, but he confessed, "the reward has been paid just now, and the service is not over yet."

"What, what service?"

His eyes, wantonly falling on her, looked up and down with a full sense of occupation, "of course, it's to help you change your clothes."

"My hands are not useless. I don't need your help." Lu Mian insisted, "you go out."

A man's body is as tall as a mountain. No matter how she pushes it, she can't push it. The more she can't push it, the more she doesn't believe in evil, the more she wants to try.

Try and try again.

She still can't push it away.

A thin blush appeared on his face, like the sunset glow in the sky after the rain, which was intoxicating.

She bit her lip, her voice was like fresh jam in summer, sweet and soft, "Why are you like this? I just want to change my clothes. What are you doing here? Is it too much to let you out? It's not too much at all, okay? "

"OK, I'll go out."

When she changed her clothes and walked out of the cloakroom, the man was still at the door of the cloakroom.

Lu Mian subconsciously stepped back, "why haven't you left yet?"

"I haven't changed my clothes. Where can I go?"

Lu Mian: "

Although she was not asked to change his clothes herself, she was forced to choose a suit for him.

Lu Mian's evil is born from the side of courage and threatens her, isn't it?

There are ways to cure you.

"Will you wear whatever I choose?"

"Yes."

"OK, wait." Lu Mian snapped his fingers, changed his wronged appearance that he didn't want to be coerced just now, and happily turned around to choose clothes for him.

In his cloakroom, shirts and suits are hung by color.

Black and white, gray and blue were his usual shirt colors. Lu Mian chose not. He went to the corner of the cloakroom where shirts of other colors were hung.

White slender fingers fell on the pink shirt, reached out and took out the shirt, "just you."