Chapter 662: Ninth Uncle's Question 3

Ye Qinghuan heard Murong Jiu's question, smiled slightly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Isn't Uncle Jiu confident in himself?" ”

Murong Jiu is so noble, how could he be planted in her hands?

She asked herself...... There is nothing worth making Murong Jiu feel uneasy!

In terms of sincerity, she knows that several men around her are very true to her, but she likes mature men like Uncle Jiu, who are domineering when they should be domineering, and super tolerant when they shouldn't.

She thought that in the past two years, she and Murong Jiu had successfully run in, and they both understood each other's needs, so she and Murong Jiu rarely quarreled.

No, it's barely noisy.

"They are all very good to Huanhuan, and I, after all, am from Dongchu, and there is a saying that it is...... Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Murong Jiu smiled faintly, a little self-deprecating, but his phoenix eyes were full of cold arrogance.

Everyone could see that Murong Jiu was just laughing with Ye Qinghuan.

Ye Qinghuan pinched Murong Jiu's waist and snorted softly, "What does Uncle Jiu mean by this?" I'm so angry! ”

After Murong Jiufeng raised his eyebrows, he laughed helplessly: "Huanhuan, I just want you to say yes, why are you so stubborn?" ”

Ye Qinghuan smiled, and only after a while did he stare at Murong Jiu's beautiful phoenix eyes seriously, and said seriously word by word: "I am willing." ”

A look of excitement appeared in Murong Jiu's eyes, even though he already knew her answer, but when he heard her tell him - she was willing, he was still extremely excited.

"Huanhuan......" Murong Jiuyi raised Ye Qinghuan's chin and kissed it.

Perhaps, it was time for him to prepare for the sweetness that followed.

Soon, Murong Jiu overwhelmed Ye Qinghuan on the couch in the study, and Ye Qinghuan was so obsessed with his kiss that her clothes were half-distangled.

When the familiar feeling came, Ye Qinghuan let out a low gasp, and pinched Murong Jiu's shoulder, his neck was half up, and the green silk was hanging down, and the beautiful style was only seen by Murong Jiu alone.

A cluster of flames ignited under Murong Jiu's eyes, and looking at such a night Qinghuan, his body ached a little unbearable.

The little girl is about to grow up...... More and more beautiful.

In the future, there will be many people who will fall in love with her, right?

Fortunately, he started early, and he took the lead in grabbing the most important position in her heart.

And now, all he has to do is to protect her well, never let her be disappointed and sad, and turn to the arms of other men.

“…… Uncle Nine! At the moment when he climbed to the peak of joy, Ye Qinghuan's hoarse voice was slightly higher, and he screamed passionately.

Then, her red lips were blocked by Murong Jiu's thin lips, churning deeply in her mouth.

She could barely breathe.

I could only hug the sturdy body of the man in front of me tightly, trying to calm the incomparable pleasure of my body.

When the little girl in his arms gradually calmed down, Murong Jiu withdrew his slender jade finger and took it in his thin lips very casually, causing Ye Qinghuan to instantly open a pair of apricot eyes, and his cheeks were completely red into blood.

"Uncle Jiu, you, you ......" Ye Qinghuan grew up in an open era again, but he was very unfamiliar with the affairs of men and women, he had seen a lot, and he had zero actual combat experience.

That's the man she loves so much......

His every move naturally had an extraordinary influence on her.

And what he sucked and sucked was her...... Her ...... there

Speechless!