The first day of the Morning Light Festival.

Qinqin Cottage was voted the most popular on the first day of the Morning Light Festival by an absolute margin.

Song Yuyi hugged Ye Qinqin, and gently rubbed her white and delicate cheeks with her fingertips.

The eyes are gentle and doting.

"Brother Yi, thank you for the gift you gave me, I like it so much." Ye Qinqin clasped his hands together.

Song Yuyi lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Ye Qinqin's smooth and white forehead.

"Is there a reward!"

Ye Qinqin raised his eyebrows, "Brother Yi, what reward do you want?" ”

Song Yuyi's eyes were dark.

Condescendingly, through the neckline of Ye Qinqin's shirt.

I saw the beautiful spring light half-hidden on her chest.

"You!"

Ye Qinqin's cheeks were crimson.

It's hot.

The light wandered around.

Pretend not to hear.

Song Yuyi saw Ye Qinqin dodge.

Gently gnawed on Ye Qinqin's delicate skin.

Leaves a dense pink kiss mark.

"Qinqin, at night, I want my reward."

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The bedroom of the extravagant European-style palace.

Soft white bed.

The stunningly beautiful Song Yuyi.

The expression is gentle and elegant, and the eyes are gentle as water.

The thin and red lip flap arcs up perfectly.

looked at Ye Qinqin who was fainted by his affection with tenderness.

Slender and soft Miaoman body.

Wonderful, incredible.

Let him be swoon.

"Qinqin." Song Yuyi's voice trembled slightly.

Fingertips follow the perfect curves of the body.

Depict.

The white and tender skin under the fingers is drenched in sweat.

Resilient.

Song Yuyi's beautiful face was dyed with a wisp of crimson.

The narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes are blurry and charming.

Under the high bridge of the nose.

The thin and red lips are slightly open due to the surging emotions and desires.

The sound of rough breathing, extremely sexy.

Under the heavy silk velvet quilt, the texture is clear and undulating, and the chest is strong.

Show his love.

A quiet bedroom filled with a flawless fire.

Song Yuyi regards Qinqin as a treasure in the palm of his hand.

He gently approached Ye Qinqin's cheek,

Kiss her cherry red moist lip flap......

The flame of love burns.

Cooking with gas.

Ye Qinqin was in a coma and felt Song Yuyi's hot lust and desire.

Clarity swept over her senses.

The body suddenly became light.

Flying over the volcano.

The hot heat made her moan.

The body has changed from light to heavy.

It fell heavily into the crater.

She lost consciousness when she was burned.

Sharp phone ringtones, inappropriate ringing.

Song Yuyi's eyes were dyed with strong desire and fire.

Somewhere on the body.

Rise to the extreme.

The deep and dark light of his eyes flashed with a touch of impatience.

With a wave of his slender fingers, he threw the phone directly into the red wine on the side.

The world, even if it is to be destroyed.

can't disturb the love between him and Ye Qinqin.

——

Late at night, the stars are thick.

Outside the Ye family's villa.

Ye Longhai kept calling Ye Qinqin's mobile phone.

No one responded.

He yelled angrily: "Let us in, we are the masters of the Ye family, you scumbags, I will call the police to arrest you and send you all to the cell." ”

A group of black-clothed bodyguards with cold expressions and expressionless faces drove Ye Longhai, Yuan Qiuqiu, Ye Xiaoshan and the servants out of the villa.

Ye Longhai called the police.

With his relationship with the chief of the Dongyang City Police Department.

The police station will definitely send police officers soon.

"Dad, I'm so cold." Ye Xiaoshan shrank in Yuan Qiuqiu's arms.

The body trembled.

Ye Longhai raised his eyebrows angrily.

Gritting his teeth, "It's all caused by Ye Qinqin, I knew that I ...... it at the beginning."

"Long Hai!" Yuan Qiuqiu said hurriedly, interrupting Ye Longhai's words.

Ye Longhai's face changed, and he was shocked.

Keep your lips closed.

Don't dare to say any more.