Yi Haorin selflessly took the long-hard red into his mouth and gnawed it gently. The other hand was kneading the cherries on the other side, tearing them from time to time.

His large hands repeatedly ravaged the proud twin peaks, as if such a demand was not enough. He let out a slight low roar, and he had completely entered a state of self-forgetfulness, completely obsessed with this painting. Good body.

"Yi Haorin, don't do this." Su Moen wanted to push him away in disgust, but his body pressed against her like this, and she felt almost out of breath.

Yi Haorin raised his head, sweat covering his entire forehead, and although his hair was messy, it was also messy. "No, what is that? Is that so? Well?! His dangerous tone scared Su Moen.

He smirked and stroked her slender **, gently rubbing her inner thighs. From time to time, his fingers pressed against her private garden, brushing open the grass and soothing the pearl buried in the flowers.

Su Moen's legs were much tighter, and his hands pounded his chest vigorously. "Yi Haorin, I beg you, stop playing." She looked away and said calmly.

Yi Haorin pinched her chin and forced her head to look at herself. "Don't forget that we're in a partnership now, and you have to listen to what I'm saying, you know? Baby? ”

Without waiting for Su Moen to answer, he continued to bury his head in doing what Su Moen did not want to do. Su Moen forcibly endured the anger in his heart, what can he do, he can't regret it if he agreed at the beginning.

Seeing that the woman below him was completely silent, he smiled wickedly and pushed the huge object close to her tight body. Su Moen's firmness always brings him indescribable pleasure.

Su Moen frowned at the pain, and her fingers grabbed the car seat fiercely.

Yi Haorin asked her several times in the car, and it wasn't until Su Moen under him fell asleep that he slowly pulled away from her body. Su Moen's clothes had already been split in two by himself, and he didn't even think about it, so he took his blazer and helped her put it on.

Su Moen fell asleep soundly, and Yi Haorin's movements couldn't be lighter, for fear that Su Moen would be woken up by him. Help her put on the suit, since he himself was already a head taller than Su Moen, the straight suit just covered her smooth thighs.

Yi Haorin carefully picked him up and walked upstairs. He hugged Su Moen like a treasure. Although it was night, there were still a lot of people walking, and as he walked all the way, those men fixed their eyes on Su Moen in his arms.

He glanced at the men with displeasure, and strode forward. It's like Su Moen is his exclusive one, and no one can look at that look.

The buildings in this area originally had no elevators, and the building where Su Moen lived was high, so he could only carry him upstairs lightly. When he came to the door of Su Moen's house, Yi Haorin was already out of breath.

Yi Haorin found the key in her handbag and opened the door smoothly.

In his memory, he came to Su Moen's house for the second time, and the first time was on the day An Moxing died, Su Moen called him like crazy, and he had to put down the meeting and hurriedly ran over.

It's so remote that he couldn't find his way the way when he first came here. I happened to meet a kind person, so I gave him the direction.

Yi Haorin followed the address given to him by Su Moen and slowly touched the front of her house. When Su Moen opened the door, he saw beautiful eyes looking forward to tears, and his eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Later, I learned that Su Moen's sister An Moxing died.

Yi Haorin put Su Moen on the bed and slowly uncovered the suit she was wearing. He got up and went to the closet to get her pajamas, he couldn't let her wear his suit all night!

When the buttons of the suit were unbuttoned by him, the carcass was intact. The body was thus exposed to his eyes. He couldn't help but tremble his Adam's apple, "Su Moen, you really deserve to die!" ”

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