Chapter 974: How Is This Book in My Hands?

The woman's fair skin was branded with a few shallow "kiss marks", and her clothes were torn to shreds.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, his silent black eyes, staring at her delicate body, especially the moment her clothes slipped off, as if she had uncovered the mysterious veil on her body.

"Ahh Gu Chuyan looked at the slippery clothes, she reached out and pulled them up, but the clothes were torn and nothing could stop them.

She was so anxious that her upper body got into the quilt, and the woman's slender and fair **** was exposed.

Xiao Mohan looked at her legs, invisibly tempted in front of him, he reached out and touched her legs, and said in a deep voice, "Madam, what do you mean by this?"

The man's fingertips followed her white legs and went up the trend.

He was like a skilled old driver, walking between her legs, Gu Chuyan was so frightened that she clamped her legs and wanted to retract into the quilt, but he hugged her and pulled her out.

"Mo Han, you return my clothes. Gu Chuyan threw herself in the quilt and twisted her body, but her little hands somehow grabbed something hard and wanted to grab it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mohan would drag her out and fall into his arms.

The man's scorching breath sprayed on her face, Gu Chuyan's delicate body, sticking to the man's rigid body, her legs kneeling there, lying in his arms.

"Madam is so panicked, it turns out that she is studying this?" Xiao Mohan lowered his eyes, looked at the things in her hand, and said.

When Gu Chuyan heard his words, she looked down and saw that the book she was holding in her hand was actually a necessity for men and women to be lonely?

"No, why is this book in my hand, no, how it is in bed, I accidentally got it, I didn't even read it. Gu Chuyan was in a hurry to explain, but found that it didn't make sense.

She wanted to destroy the corpse, so she quickly threw away the little book.

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, took the small book, flipped through it casually, and when he saw the creases, he glanced at her lightly and said, "It seems that in the future, there is no need to worry about Madame being bored." ”

He looked at it thoughtfully, lowered his head and kissed her ear, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you Madame for being so attentive, I am very touched by my husband." ”

Xiao Mohan's fingertips caressed her smooth neck.

"Are you comfortable?" Xiao Mohan whispered, his fingertips caressing her neck and going down.

Her nightgown was torn, she was not wearing any clothes, and the man's fingertips were touching downward, and Gu Chuyan seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Xiao Mohan, how can you be so bored?" Gu Chuyan shouted, she grabbed the coat he put aside, put it on and took a half step back.

The man's wide coat, which wrapped around her petite body, and her slender legs under the black coat, looked even more seductive.

Xiao Mohan got up, stretched out his hand to straighten his sleeves, and looked at the things under the bed, he bent down to pick it up, and looked at it as a fake strawberry.

"Madame wants this, it's ....." Puzzled, he took the fake strawberry and studied it for a while.

Gu Chuyan looked at the things in his hand and was about to explain, but Xiao Mohan reached out and picked up the small book, saying, "There seems to be a mention in the book, take a look at it for my husband." ”

She wanted to run, but she was afraid of being smeared by him, so she could only come forward.

Xiao Mohan's fingertips are skillful, he has the ability to never forget it, and soon found the page, and the man's deep voice sounded, saying: "Married life is inevitably boring. It is necessary to keep it fresh, and if the husband is not at home, the woman can be in the company of fruits, such as ....."

Gu Chuyan listened, she actually understood in seconds.

"Mo Han, that thing is not mine, and I don't know where it came from. Gu Chuyan panicked, in Xiao Mohan's staring eyes, the more she explained, the more chaotic she became.

Xiao Mohan threw the little book on the bed, turned around slowly, and clasped his hands around his chest.

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