She reached out and pushed him. "You don't care. You hate it!"

"Is Madame jealous?"

"I didn't!"

"What are you crying for?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Get out of here."

"Don't roll. If you make it clear, roll again, so that your wife won't overstock everything in her heart. At last, she will be sentenced to death for her husband!"

He understands her so well now

Or make it clear

Or it's mandatory

in short

Just can't drag!

Otherwise, the little girl has to be colder and colder to him, colder and colder!

She red eyes glaring at him, "I have nothing to say, you release me, after all are not allowed to come to my wing room!"

"I'm so angry. There's nothing to say? Is Madame being ironic

"I said I didn't, get out of here --"

"Don't go away. My wife won't cry. I'll go away when I make it clear."

"You --" she angrily and wrongly lowered her head again, silently lying between the bedding in tears

He fondly ran over her, "didn't you say that, madam, if you have anything to say, you will question me, don't press it in your heart!"

"I don't want to..."

"Whatever you want, madam!"

"I don't want to..."

"Why not?" He lowered his head to wipe away her tears, stroked her cheek and said in a low voice, "madam, just ask me, OK?"

Her red eyes raised her head, tone hard to cover grievances, "why do you want to hold her?"

He chuckled, kissed her, and said in a low voice, "I didn't hold her. She fell over by herself."

"Then why don't you get out of the way?"

"Because there's a reason why I can't escape!"

"Why?"

"Well, Madame asked three questions --"

"You hate it!"

"Well, I hate it for my husband. Don't be angry with me. I will explain to my wife in the future, OK?"

"I don't want it. Get out of here." her temper came back

He smiles and embraces her, "OK, OK, I swear, I will tell my wife. I will never cheat my wife, OK?"

"If you don't say it, I won't listen. You are not allowed to come to the wing room in the future!"

She struggled to kick him away, slightly relaxed the bedding, she directly kicked his clothes

But his face changed greatly, slowly put her down

She instantly hidden tears again gushed out, lips whispered: "marshal, this is to avoid me?"

He was in the same place for no reason, anxiously spinning like a fly

Hands like tangled like helpless stretch, words anxious to explain: "I don't, I'm dirty, I don't want my wife touched!"

"Dirty?" Her lips trembled

Curled eyelashes are still hung with crystal tears, pure and beautiful can not be profaned

A plain white cashmere cheongsam, slowly outlines a delicate and charming body

Delicate and gentle face, with a little puzzled

His heart a piece of beautiful, across the bedding will be her again

Sexy lips wiped the corner of the eye, gently licked the tears clean, "lady, don't cry, if you feel angry, bite for husband, OK?"

"I don't want to..."

"That lady punishes her husband?"

"I don't want to..."

"What does the lady do?"

"Do nothing!"

"Will you stop crying, madam? I will explain to my wife in the future

"Then why not now?"

"Because I can't explain to my wife now, she will be in danger!"

"I'm not afraid of..."

"But I'm afraid!" He hugged her hard and comforted her with sexy voice: "don't worry, madam. I'm not interested in the weeds outside. I only like my wife. Now and in the future, I won't lose my wife!"

"Deceiving!" She curled her lips and drew back into the bedding

He laughingly lowered his head, "don't cheat my wife, for my husband is sincere!"

"How to verify that?"

"How does Madame want to verify it?"

"I don't know..."

With a low smile, he kisses the top of her hair and says, "let's take time to verify that, OK?"

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