The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ye Cong waited for her to speak, waiting for her to say what she wanted to hear.

No matter what, as long as she said, it was all he wanted to hear.

just--

The next second, it seemed that solemnity was not the act of opening, but her slightly tipped toes and the soft lip that landed on his lips.

Ye Cong's body was obviously stiff, and even the big hand on her neck forgot to move.

In the past, Ye Cong took the initiative to kiss. This time Sprout came by herself, and the operation was a bit difficult, so she just stuck it on his lips, and there was no next move.

One minute and one second passed, and her neck was slightly sour for a long time, but Ye Cong still did not react at all.

Sprout: "..."

The first operation seems to be a bit difficult, otherwise forget it.

Sprout thought a little bit lost. When he turned and wanted to evacuate, Ye Cong's unconscious right hand automatically regained consciousness, pressing Sprout's neck close to himself again, and then deepened the kiss that Sprout stayed in theory .

Sprout's reaction gave him the best answer.

He Ye Cong was never a good person. His only kindness was given to Sprout. If she said yes, she would immediately quit and would not let her surrender herself for that ridiculous reason.

He was so kind that he felt incredible.

Ye Cong kissed anxiously, almost taking all the breath of the sprout.

Sprout groaned, fear faintly.

I used to think that Ye Cong sometimes kissed hard, but today I found out that he used to be gentle.

Now, he really wants to feel like she is going to eat her belly.

The sprout was pressed against the wall by him, and almost exhausted to get it.

Even struggling, almost no strength.

The sprout was too late to cry, so Ye Cong was hugged in a hug and returned to the bedroom bed.

This is the first time Sprout is still in bed.

This is probably the only thing Ye Cong can think of at this time.

Sprout's brain came out of the bathroom as a chaos, and was placed on the bed, with a soft bed under him and his hard body on him.

The clothes fell unconsciously, but Sprout didn't know where to put his eyes, and eventually he could only close his eyes and dare not look anywhere.

Xinya's body is definitely not the best he has ever seen, but it is the most exciting thing for him.

Every kiss that falls will be able to engrave her own mark on her body, and at this point, she will be his own.

The Phoenix is ​​nirvana and lives for nine.

Breaking the cocoon into a butterfly makes the most colorful stroke in life.

The moonlight outside the window is just right, and the eyebrows spring in the window.

Early Cheng Huanze, Xiao Cheng Yulu.

Suddenly overnight, she did not see Dongsheng's sunrise after all.

Sprout woke up again, it was already half past twelve.

Backache, leg pain, and slight pain everywhere on the body.

She slowly opened her eyes with rain and dew, and the whole person seemed to be empty.

There is only one question in my head: why do so many people like this kind of thing?

Xinya was thinking, and was suddenly pulled into the arms by someone's waist, and Xinya froze abruptly, suddenly reached out and took Ye Cong's downward hand.

"It hurts." The sprout said, his voice was hoarse, thinking of why it was hoarse, her body instantly turned into a red shrimp.

So was that person really himself last night?

Fortunately, the sound insulation in this room is good, otherwise she won't have to go out to meet people in her life.

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