"You...... You're a disciple! No shame! ”

"Haven't you seen the smoke a long time ago?" Yu Chiche lifted the quilt and hugged her into his arms.

The thin cool lips gently bit Luo Liyan's round earlobes, and the warm breath blew on the sockets of her ears.

She couldn't help but moan and hurriedly covered her mouth.

"Are you still satisfied with what you just saw?" Yu Chiche's low and intoxicating voice tugged at Luo Liyan's heartstrings.

Let her keep echoing the picture she just saw over and over again, so that she can no longer remember the picture of the little bun walking the bird.

"Don't talk is a dislike? Still don't see it clearly? Yu Chiche's tail tone was slightly upturned, and his sex appeal was hopeless.

Luo Liyan felt that the heat source under her body that could not be ignored was against her, and she was a little restless.

Twisting slightly, she wanted to stay away from the thing, but she rubbed on it, in exchange for a long sigh from Yu Chiche.

His eyes were red with excitement, his breathing was heavy, and his slender fingers ripped open her coat and ran it down her sleek waist.

Grinding repeatedly.

"You bastard! Hurry up and let me go! Luo Liyan tried her best to show a fierce appearance, but her voice was as soft as a pool of spring water, as if she was coquettish.

"Why let go? Don't you want to smoke? Yu Chiche held her boneless little nephrite hand and pressed it to herself, the hot temperature made Luo Liyan frightened as if she had been pricked by a needle, and wanted to pull her hand back.

But he was firmly imprisoned by Yu Chiche.

"Help me!" His voice was hoarse, with the temptation to sin.

Luo Liyan was about to cry in a hurry, but he still couldn't escape, until his hands were sore, and Yu Chiche let out a roar like a beast, leaning softly on Luo Liyan's body.

"You are shameless, lewd, and despicable!" Luo Liyan's eyes were red, and she wiped all the things on her hands on Yu Chiche's body.

"Good, good, my bad!"

The man who was well fed and drunk was particularly good at talking, and Wei Chi Che's cold eyes were dyed with a faint smile, allowing Luo Liyan's little hand to act as a blessing on him.

Got up and put her clothes on her body casually, Yu Chiche entered the back room, washed it, and then came out with a piece of silk cloth, wiped the dirt on her hands for her, put it on her lips and kissed it softly.

"Well, go to sleep." Yu Chiche changed into a clean Confucian robe and encircled her in his arms.

Luo Liyan resisted and moved to the side, but was fished back again.

"You are not allowed to touch me!" She glared at Yu Chiche with a wary expression.

This man is so frivolous, they haven't married yet, and he actually forced himself to do this kind of thing for him.

"Don't worry, I won't wipe you clean before you and I get married." Yu Chiche's voice was gentle, comforting the little man in his arms.

"Who said I was going to marry you!" Luo Liyan was angry and reached out and pinched Yu Chi Che hard, but his face was calm, as if he didn't feel anything.

"Yan'er promised to marry me twelve years ago, I have waited so long, ten miles of red makeup, and the country is hired! Isn't that sincere enough? There was an inexplicable ruthlessness in Wei Chiche's tone.

Luo Liyan's sleepy head woke up instantly.

"What do you want to do?"