When everything was over, Leng Ye sat at the head of the bed, pinching Tong Lu's flushed cheeks with her fingertips, she was obviously pretending to be dizzy, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was ostriche-like unwilling to face the facts, was she too ashamed to find a piece of tofu to crash to death?

But what does that have to do with him? For his wife, he doesn't have to restrain his desires, and his restraint only looks at the object.

If it's not your own, you won't touch it; It's your own, and you don't have to be merciful when you touch it.

Although this "is his own", it was a forced plug from the beginning, which was not what he wanted, and even now, he is still thinking in his heart, whether to divorce her? Or let her be a sister-in-law for the rest of her life......

"Open your eyes, and don't pretend to be asleep when you're awake."

But Tong Lu didn't move, as if she had already fainted.

There was a knock on the door, Leng Yejin frowned and walked out, just closed the door of the master bedroom, Tong Lu's closed beautiful eyes suddenly opened, looked at the room and found that there was no one else, greatly relieved, looked at the ceiling and was stunned for a while.

My mind is full of the scene just now, like the slow motion of a movie, and the details are clear frame by frame......

Tong Lu covered the quilt and was unwilling to face the reality, snorted, moved her slimy body with difficulty, and threw herself in the bathtub in the bathroom, but her whole body was as if she had been rebuilt in the furnace, soaked in hot water, and even her toes were so crisp that she didn't want to move.

Tong Lu lifted her thigh, wanting to check the injury on her thigh, she had to self-harm in order to fight against the drug, and embedded her nails deep in the flesh, and now it must be miserable.

It's just, hey, there is no injury on the thigh, it is white and tender, no.

Looking at the skin of the whole body, it is so good that it seems that I have just done a spa, and my face is so tender that there is no trace of pores.

She ate durian a few days ago and got on fire, obviously there was a big acne on her forehead, and she didn't wear concealer in order to cover the acne before going out in the morning, why is it that now not only the acne is gone, but even the acne marks can't be seen?

Could it be that the sequelae of aphrodisiac drugs also have beauty and beauty?

Tong Lu stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself, this skin is too good, right? I can't help but snicker narcissistically, is it because I just took a bath, or because I accidentally ingested an aphrodisia?

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The screen switched, this presidential suite is equipped with a reception room, and Leng Ye walked out of the master bedroom and went directly to the reception room, but he ushered in a sigh.

"Hey, brother, come on, let me interview you, what does it feel like for two women to fight for a husband?"

The young man who spoke was called Long Yan, the son of Aunt Leng Yejin's family, called Long Yan.

Leng Ye frowned: "Are you impatient?" ”

He was only wearing a nightgown, the color of asceticism, clean and refreshing, there was no sign of overindulgence just now, only the scratches in the neckline, looming in the light, he didn't care, his legs were folded, his hands were spread, and he comfortably embedded himself in the chair.

"Don't be so stingy, then I'll change the question, my own jade pendant, sell it myself, buy it myself, one in and one out, not only lost the love jade pendant, but also lost 100 million, what is the shadow area in my heart at this moment?"

Leng Ye thought of Tong Lu's clenched jade pendant, and the answer was self-evident: "What do you say?" ”

"Isn't it? Brother, when did you have such a strong taste? ”

Long Yan exaggeratedly rushed over and wanted to peel off his pajamas to check the evidence, but Leng Yezhen raised his leg and kicked it: "Night Charm, drag people away and kill them!" ”

"Yes."

The woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window heard the words and took the order, and strode towards Long Yan, she was the adopted daughter of the third uncle who was cold and cautious, with a thin and tall figure, gorgeous and unparalleled, with a perfect S surname curve, healthy wheat-colored skin, and a calm face, which was not deliberately highlighted, but perfectly mixed with danger and charm.