Late at night.

Shen Siyi was naked, revealing his better figure, and the man buried deep in his chest and neck sucked greedily.

"Little slut, the older you get, the more flavorful you are!" The man had a deep scar on his face, smiled wickedly, and reached out to clasp the small protrusion.

"Hmm......" Shen Siyi frowned, and the corners of her mouth let out a sigh of wantonness.

"Sao! Goods! The man slammed hard, flipped over Shen Siyi's body and entered despite her force, smashing straight to the end.

"You bastard!" Shen Siyi gritted her teeth and clinged to the wall, enduring his crazy aggression.

Hearing her obvious disgust, the scar man clasped Shen Siyi's chin, and the movements under him did not slow down at all, and he spat a mouthful of phlegm on the carpet, "Stinky!" Lao Tzu has done so much for you, you just say that, Lao Tzu! ”

The man ignored Shen Siyi's trembling body, and in the end, Shen Siyi lowered his head first,

"You, you can't let me tap it!" Coquettish voices abound.

The scar man laughed, "What a sao! ”

"Ahh

The deliberately lowered voice is really tempting!

"How is Lao Tzu compared to a young man?" The scarred man reached out and grabbed her crotch, pushing in and out more and more.

"Well, E-" Shen Siyi replied in a voice she couldn't suppress.

The scar man chuckled, "Don't always pretend to be a little man in your brain, just because of you, your husband doesn't have you in his eyes!" ”

Hearing his words, Shen Siyi's eyes widened, "I've never been rare that he has me in his eyes!" A useless man! ”

Yes, in Shen Siyi's eyes, Ling Zhendong is not a man at all!

A man will not be indifferent to her, let alone drunk and dreaming of a dead woman every day.

"Stepping on your thunder!" The scar man smiled, another force.

"Er, you bad man!" Shen Siyi gasped again and again.

"A woman who has been a prostitute is really different!" The man with the scar finally said, releasing one of his own qiē.

"Hmm...... Oh-"Shen Siyi is high!" Paralyzed in the residual heat of the tide.

"Mom?" Ling Dudie returned to Ling's house from outside at this time, but there was no one in the villa, so it was said that at least there was someone to protect the door at this time.

Ling Dudie went upstairs softly, a little worried about her mother, the voice was a little wrong.