Ye Mushen first counterattack. Fail.

Since it is not possible to break the daily lazy cancer, please make up for the details.

You can't make up for it in your brain, can you?

Don't be modest, seeing that you haven't abandoned the text here, you can definitely make up for it to the sky.

In fact, an adulterous expert who accidentally crossed through from another dimension - dirty and unreturning, unfortunately opened the light on the road to losing the festival, and had serious doubts about the official statement.

After careful research and rigorous analysis, he forgot to sleep and eat, hung the beams and pierced the stocks, and did not sleep for three days, and wrote a "Counterattack at Night", which I wanted to publish in the wild history "Night Talk Gossip".

How can the heavens be reincarnated, the filthy counterattack is recorded, the waves are skinned, the reading is sleepy, and it is deeply spurned by gossip experts.

Huai Cai is full of resentment, and he is determined to let the world see the heinous adultery of the Ye brothers.

He was so angry that he couldn't return to his daily life, he was mad and lazy, snatched the keyboard, and began to shamelessly restore the night that changed the lives of Ye Mushen and Ling Shang......

(Daily release.) The style of writing is sick. Enter with caution. ）

(Don't be careful.) Everybody gets it. Naw. ）

Ye Mushen was teased by Ling Shang so fast that his heart burst in his chest, and it was not entirely because of the beauty's sudden commotion and lustful flirting.

It's even more because of the shame of being secretly watched......

and a sense of irritation.

Well. Stimulate.

Quite exciting.

Ye Mushen grabbed Ling Shang's hand and turned around.

It was a nightmare for him to be held from behind.

Although it is also a little sweet.

Ye Mushen sniffed the strong smell of wine on Ling Shang's body, "Brother Ling Shang, what is the matter between you and Mrs. Zhou?" ”

The light of a thousand Kong Ming lanterns shines through the thin layer of window paper.

But this light was not as cold and gentle as Ling Shang's eyes.

It's suffocating.

"Why do you ask such a ......" the corners of Ling Shang's mouth rose, and desire was written naked in his eyes, "Such a beautiful question?" ”

"Ling Shang?" Ye Mushen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Are you really drunk?" Or borrow wine and pretend to be crazy, eat, eat my tofu?! ”

"Don't you like to be fair?" Ling Shang neatly threw Ye Mushen's robe to the ground, "What you did when you were drunk last time, I got it back today, and it was also for you to ...... Clear conscience. ”

Ye Mushen didn't expect that after Ling Shang was drunk, he could actually speak better than himself.

It's ...... It's so cute that it's foul!

"Fair, huh?" Ye Mushen also did not hesitate to peel Ling Shang's red robe, "Ling Shang, this is what you said. ”

Although his tone was rampant, his hands trembled slightly.

Keep calm...... Steady......

Anything goes. As long as there are no nosebleeds.

Ye Mushen suddenly understood that those people who had no resistance to his handsomeness were gone.

He was the same in front of Ling Shang.

It seems that I can't take my eyes off it at first.

Although later he always deceived himself with haha......

But there are some things that the body reacts more honestly.

"Hey! Where do you touch?! Ye Mu Shentan's swinging chest was suddenly stroked by Ling Shang, like a fried cat, "I touched it through my clothes last time!" ”

"Really?" Ling Shang paused for a moment, as if in deep thought.

He then hooked his lips and smiled, grabbing the hand of Mu Shen and putting it on his chest, "Then it's fair now." ”

Ye Mushen closed his eyes as if he was about to die.

Buddhism. Buddhism.

The touch of the fingertips is slightly sticky, and it is a fine wine that has just been soaked.

Even if it is a god and Buddha who cultivates to see through the red dust at home, in the face of this situation, he will inevitably be unable to hold on.

Ye Mu Sam was luckier than those gods and Buddhas - he was really in this situation.

"Fair, Ling Shang, no one pays more attention to these two words than my Ye Mu ginseng." The Tsundere Hall Master smiled sheepishly, "I think about it every day...... Fair! ”

Ye Mushen pushed Ling Shang to the couch and leaned over to lick the beauty's flat chest.

The dried wine stains also have the smell of Ling Shang.

Cannot help doing something.