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Jian Minghui curled her lips and smiled, "Then do you have one?"

Fang Jiaming smiled back at her, "I don't have the heart and the strength, don't you?"

Hearing him say this, Jian Minghui smiled with satisfaction, "Of course, I will never give you this opportunity." But this time it's cheaper for my second brother, and the child in Mo Wanxin's belly is gone. Hey, what a failure!"

A light sigh of pity.

Anyway, this woman is really a pervert, perverted, people want their family to be good, but she has nothing to do on the side, fanning the fire and not saying anything, and pouring a pot of oil into the fire to make the fire burn more vigorously.

What the hell is her brain?

"Why is there still no response?" Jian Minghui's thoughts returned to it as she spoke, holding his neck with one hand and going down with the other.

To be honest, Fang Jiaming's skin is indeed very attractive, and it is definitely the vegetable that Jian Minghui likes. That's why when I saw him for the first time, I began to chase and beat him hard, regardless of the fact that he was more than eight years older than him.

And now, men in their early forties are more mature, sexual, and sensual than they were younger than they were in their thirties. Jian Minghui is more and more itchy, and she herself belongs to the kind of profligate type, and she is also a little perverted and perverted.

This will, after all the things that should be said, won't it naturally start to slap again?

The woman is fifty, like a wolf and a tiger.

This sentence is really not wrong at all, Jian Minghui is now a pure tigress, and she is also a tigress who has been without food for several days.

It's a pity that the man in front of her can't lift his strength at all in the face of her hunger and thirst. In his mind, Mo Wanxin's delicate and fair skin kept flashing, and it was quite elastic.

And the in front of her is loose layer by layer, and the folds are almost compared to the Shar Pei.

"Today we had a whole day of meetings, and we have been nervous for a day. I'm going to take a hot bath to relax. Randomly made an excuse Tang stuffed Jian Minghui who was hungry, and then gently patted the back of her hand, looking at her apologetically, and his face did show a look of exhaustion and helplessness.

Even if Jian Minghui is unwilling, even if he is eager in his heart, he can only do it.

But she didn't see it, and the man let out a long sigh of relief as he turned around, as if he had been relieved, and then slid a look of disgust.

Yes, he is now more and more disgusted with this old woman who will never be "fed", if he hadn't seen her as the eldest lady of the Jian family and the old lady's heart, how could he have married her?

He is a good young man in his twenties and thirties, but he is favored by an old woman in her thirties and almost forties, and he feels very aggrieved. What's more, the first time, he knew that she was an old aunt, but she was definitely not an old virgin or a woman.

Such a woman, he endured it for more than ten years. If he wasn't the illegitimate son of the Fang family, he would want her? Let her daydream!

Of course, Jian Minghui would never know about these things, and she always deeply thought that it was her beauty that fascinated Fang Jiaming at that time.

If she knew, she would probably vomit blood in anger.