He seemed to be still angry.

However, he is very handsome when he is angry, especially handsome, much like her husband, much stronger than the appearance of a playboy.

Li Weiwei felt like she had been hit by a deer, her heart beat faster, she hugged Lin Zimu's waist, stood on tiptoe, and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

"Don't be angry, what should you do if you get angry? Pay for one's whistle. Li Weiwei said softly with relief.

Lin Zimu looked at Li Weiwei helplessly, tightened the force on her waist with his hand, and said meaningfully: "How do you want me to dissipate my anger?" ”

Li Weiwei is not stupid, she has been in the modeling circle for so many years, she knows exactly what this sentence implies.

However, thinking that she was going to do the next thing with Lin Zimu, her face was still red, and her eyes flashed and said, "I'll give you water to bathe." ”

Lin Zimu watched her turn around and walk to the bathroom, raising the corners of her mouth.

It's really a thought of heaven and a thought of hell.

He really wanted to die together just now.

He had a hunch that he would not die on a mission in the future, but be played by Li Weiwei. Dead.

Lin Zimu pushed open the bathroom door, the water was put, and there were Li Weiwei's clothes on the ground, but she and he were nowhere to be seen.

Lin Zimu was about to turn back, but Li Weiwei hugged him behind him.

Lin Zimu felt her roundness staring at his back, and a hot breath started from his pubic bone, through his spine, to her brain.

"Xianggong, the slave family will help you change your clothes." Li Weiwei said softly, and with delicate fingers, she unbuttoned his suit.

It was originally a nondescript sentence, but it made him feel like an ancient king, and his beautiful concubine was very gentle and considerate to help him take off his clothes.

Lin Zimu found that he loved her very much.

After Li Weiwei took off his suit, she unbuttoned his shirt and then his belt.

Lin Zimu turned around.

Li Weiwei stood in front of him, her face was crimson, her face was pink, round and straight, her slender and bewitching waist was already long and ****, and she could see it at a glance.

"Have you seen enough? Is Xiang Gong satisfied? Li Weiwei used a pleasant tone to hide her panic.

Lin Zimu put his arm around her waist and pulled towards him.

Skin-to-skin sparked, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, rolled over into the tub, and followed her desires.

The light above his head was scattered all over him.

The facial features are becoming more and more bewitching because of their sexiness, and the good-looking ones are like a kind of bewitchment of demons, which goes deep into the blood from vision.

Li Weiwei half-squinted her eyes, feeling the pleasure he gave her.

Clip. Live him healthy. Shuo's waist. limbs, closer.

When he came out, he bit his arm excitedly.

The pain in his arm was like a catalyst for Lin Zimu.

He loved her very much, sometimes tender, sometimes savage, sometimes well-behaved, sometimes domineering.

When he came out, he also leaned over and bit her shoulder.

Let's go to the white, dizzy, heaven.

Morning

Li Weiwei turned leisurely and looked at the window, the sunlight outside fell through the curtains.

Li Weiwei was dazed, felt the familiar breath on her face, turned around, and saw Lin Zimu.

He propped his head, and his bewitching eyes looked at him more and more.

Li Weiwei subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth.

She's not drooling.

The memories of last night are all back in my head.

It's all to blame for the performance that provoked the goods, she didn't control it yesterday, so she took the initiative.