In fact, the silence in the room did not last long, and it did not have the realm of silence that Xu Shuting imagined.

Ye Feng is making calculations that are more complicated than Eumedes, and after coming to the conclusion, he has some feelings that there are still good people now, for example, it is Mr. Xu, don't look at the cold and seemingly impersonal, you see, how beautiful this thing is, it is rare to be able to understand the thoughts of men, and it can be regarded as a rare good boss.

It's just that this is a yacht, how did she find this woman, and she was transported by air? A trace of doubt flashed through Ye Feng's mind, but he just smiled, "I am, miss, what is your surname?"

The woman laughed, "Didn't you call me?" you said, "Tell me, a man and a woman are in the room, and there is a bed, can't there be anything?"

"Maybe chatting, drinking tea, talking about the heart or something. Ye Feng also laughed. Just like I just did.

The woman laughed coquettishly, but she didn't see that Mr. Ye was really humorous.

"Yes, Ye Feng smiled a little, you are not bad.

The woman smiled and bent down again. A ravine full of desire flashed away, seeing Ye Feng looking directly at herself, the woman stretched out her hand and pointed at her, but she didn't see it, Mr. Ye is not only humorous, but also a sentimental person, unlike those stinky men, as soon as I entered the room, I couldn't wait to pick me up.

This environment, this aroma, her such a pungent figure, and her red and delicate mouth suddenly came out of such a rather rude sentence. Hearing it in a man's ears is really a very spicy and exciting thing.

Ye Feng was speechless in a daze. It's like moving a hand. But he didn't seem to dare to be like those stinky men, who couldn't wait to take off the clothes on his body, which were already scarce.

He looked like he had just come out of the countryside, and when he arrived in the world of flowers, he was curious but with a hint of timidity.

"Flowers have fragrance and the moon is cloudy, and the spring night is worth a thousand gold. The woman whispered, her fingers moving. It had already touched his chest and slid down.

Her hands were white, white as jade, and her hands were slender. Pointing to Ruochun's lips, if her hand is placed on any man's body, it is estimated that it can make him crazy and impulsive.

Ye Feng swallowed and smeared, there was no impulse, he seemed to have forgotten his move. Only the mind can move.

When the jade hand was drawn down, the button on the woman's chest became magical, and it was untied rhythmically, but it was only halfway through, and the peak inside had already stood proudly.

Ye Feng didn't look away this time, although the woman showed her jade-like skin, it was a pity that there was still the last bit of restraint on her chest, a black bra embroidered with gold edges, wisps of hollowing, and the black seemed to contain infinite spring.

Sighing slowly, Ye Fengmu was a little less embarrassed, and actually said: "It's a pity, it's a pity, persuade you to cherish the golden clothes." Persuade the monarch to cherish his youth.

The woman laughed, not seeing that you were not a genius.

"You're not a beautiful woman, too. Ye Feng's thinking at this moment seemed to be able to control his hands and feet, but a pair of eyes still involuntarily stared at the woman's chest.

"Talented and beautiful, is there going to be a good story tonight?" The woman stepped forward, her voice dripping out of her voice.

Ye Feng smiled a little bitterly, "I'm talented, but it's a pity that I don't have any money."

"What I like is talent, not money, the woman took another step forward, her jade hand was light, and it was already on Ye Feng's shoulder, a man who can satisfy me, I don't take money.

Ye Feng looked like he wanted to lower his head. But he didn't want to, so he asked, "How can I satisfy you?"

"Isn't there two more lines after the poem you said? The woman's fingers have already touched Ye Feng's face, you are so talented, won't you not remember?

"I can't really remember it for a while. Ye Feng's eyes narrowed. It looks like a bit of a lust.

The woman looked at him in some surprise, and covered her mouth with her hand, "How come, I can remember it clearly."

"You remember, it's up to you, Ye Feng is standing there, like wood, if others see this hot spring, they will almost wonder if he is a man.

How can a man withstand such temptation?

"There are flowers that can be folded straight and straight, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches. The woman laughed. The hairpin of the vibrating bun trembled slightly, and she moved with every move. With her gestures, she undoubtedly has a full feminine taste, "Mr. Ye, don't torture my poor woman, when it's time to fold, don't shirk it."

Her off-the-tref tail is very long, and the aftermath is very trembling, as if a strand of hair has penetrated into your heart, lingering and softening your heart.

Ye Feng still didn't do anything, but said slowly: "Actually, what I prefer is that women take off their clothes by themselves.

The woman was not surprised, and reached out to poke him on the forehead, "You are a good family, you are talented and talented, but you are too lazy, but who made me fall in love with you, since this is the case, I will give it to you in one go."

She took her hands back and grabbed them behind her back, just for a moment, and she had already untied the last restraints.

As soon as his hand was raised, the black gold-rimmed bra had already been thrown towards Ye Feng's head.

The woman's breasts were towering, unrestrained, and looked like two jade rabbits that had suddenly run out.

Any man who encounters this situation can't help but do it. Yanagishita Megumi can't do it either, and it's probably because he doesn't have a hand.

Of course, Ye Feng had hands, and sometimes, it was very fast, and he finally moved at this time. One hand reached out and grabbed the bra in the air, and with the other hand, of course normal men would grab it forward, and Ye Feng was no exception.

The interior was bright and the spring light was infinite, but suddenly there seemed to be a cold air, and a trace of light cut through the space. It fell into Ye Feng's hands.

The woman's face had changed.

There was silence in the room, but in an instant, the boundless fragrance was like the smoke that turned to ashes. I don't know where to go, but all I am left behind is a biting chill enveloping the talented and beautiful women on the field.

The woman's bare upper body already had a layer of chill, and Ye Feng grabbed it with his right hand, and did not attack the woman's sensitive area with lust. One of his hands was as steady as a rock, and he pinched a soft sword, his eyes blank with a rare hint of alertness.

The other end of the soft sword was held in the woman's hand, and it was sent vigorously. There was a buzz. Snake-like trembling, the lights are shining, and the cold light is dotted!