Shen Qianshu was inexplicably red-faced, holding her shirt, and sniffed it gently, it was the woody sandalwood fragrance she was familiar with, elegant and distant, it smelled very good, Shen Qianshu had just taken a bath, and her face was red.

"Damn, I'm like a pervert!"

Which girl smelled it while holding a man's shirt.

It's so perverted!!!!

Shen Qianshu hesitated for three seconds, put on his shirt, buttoned it casually, walked out of the bathroom, went straight to the cloakroom, and then was dumbfounded.

Sir, how are you in the cloakroom?

Yeling's bedroom is a complete suite, all available, the right side of the bedroom is connected to the small door of the study, the bathroom comes out and turns right is the cloakroom, Yeling is in the cloakroom to choose tomorrow's matching clothes, and when he looks back, he sees a bewitching Shen Qianshu.

Also caught off guard!

Yeling is very tall, the shirt is custom-made, relatively long, worn on Shen Qianshu's body, just over the hips, not long or short, like a super short miniskirt, a pair of long legs that have just been bathed are pink and moist, like a good jade, the long hair is half-dried and undried on the shoulders, still dripping with water, the position of the shoulders is moist for a large extent, the buttons are messily buttoned, and the water droplets seen on the neck flow all the way.

It's a vivid picture.

Yeling's eyes sank, and his amber eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Sir......" Shen Qianshu only felt a rush of heat, and before the person could react, he turned around and ran, Yeling suddenly grabbed her wrist, held her in his arms, and instantly slammed the human wall on the cabinet door of the cloakroom, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Shen Qianshu whimpered, subconsciously closed his eyes, and Yeling gave a deep throat kiss. His breath was messy and deep, like the most enchanting incense, a deadly poison to her.

She remembered that she had just kissed Yeling's clothes as if she were perverted.

It's like a perverted teenager who likes to steal the girl's inner collection when he first opens, and that feeling of shame trembles all over his body, Yeling's hand lifted his white shirt and stretched it in, Shen Qianshu's eyes widened.

She didn't wear anything inside!!

Yeling suddenly picked up Shen Qianshu, pressed against the cabinet door, parted her legs, she had no choice but to hold his waist, the rough clothes rubbed against the soft skin, a sense of shame came to her face, Shen Qianshu nervously tugged at his clothes.

"Mr. ......"

She scared herself as soon as she spoke.

This soft voice is like a coquettish voice, is it really her? The one who wants to refuse and welcome, the one who is angry on the outside must not be herself!!

Yeling grabbed her earlobe, bit it slightly, Shen Qianshu hugged him tightly in pain, a trace of mist appeared in his eyes, looking extremely pitiful, Yeling's slender hand crossed the looming ditch slightly, all the way down, slowly unbuttoning the shirt.

This action was long and sultry, Shen Qianshu was like a traitor waiting for the death penalty, his heart was beating wildly, nervous and panicked, and he hurriedly held his hand.

The first button has been unfastened.

Yeling looked at her, his eyes were dark, as if he was trying his best to restrain something, the green tendons on his forehead were jumping, and he was extremely forbearing, Shen Qianshu didn't dare to look at his eyes for a while, but he had no strength in his hand, and Yeling unbuttoned the second button.

All the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, and the beautiful scenery was unobstructed, and Yeling suddenly carried her out of the cloakroom and pressed her on the bed. The frenzied kiss hit like a storm, and Shen Qianshu was like duckweed in the rain, caught off guard by the storm, and endured it delicately. [End of Chapter]