Wen Fangye didn't bother with the title, and called her surname: "Ms. Chen." ”

Chen Chen smiled and scratched lightly: "It sounds more exciting to call something else." ”

Her voice grew softer and softer, tacitly with a certain desire.

Yasuki blinked, even lightened his breathing, and secretly looked over.

On the curved staircase, Wen Fangye stood on it, and the only way to go downstairs was Chen Chen, who was wearing a suspender nightdress.

The fair-skinned and plump arms lay in front of the man, convex and backward, and the waist was slender.

If An Mu was a street slicker messing outside, she would definitely whistle at Chen Chen.

But obviously, Wen Fangye was not, his expression was flat, not impatient, he turned a blind eye to Chen Chen's implicit words, and said gently: "Auntie, please let me go." ”

Chen Chen's eyes fluttered, and he was not hit at all: "It's really ruthless." ”

"I have a wife." The appearance of a noble son with a pure heart and few desires.

"Your wife's thin appearance, the bed is boring, you don't want to try-"

Chen Chen paused, looking at Wen Fangye a little stunned.

Because he suddenly smiled, his eyebrows and eyes became thicker, which made people look good in a trance, his body relaxed, leaning against the railing, he seemed tall and long-legged, and his tone was a little casual and frivolous: "You may not know me well, Ms. Chen." ”

Wen Fangye's gaze swept over Chen Chen, and landed directly on An Mu, with a smile, meaning something: "I don't like to take the initiative, the more I take the initiative, the more I don't like it." ”

"It's better to be reluctant, but you can only listen to me." He paused for a second, "Like my wife." ”

Anmu's heels were nailed to the ground, unable to move a step, and he felt Wen Fangye's gaze sweep from head to toe as if it were substance.

Eavesdropping was caught in front of the bag, and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Wen Fangye didn't let her go: "When are you going to hear it, huh?" ”

An Mu gritted his teeth and walked out of the corner, and when Chen Chen turned to look over, the expression on his face was already perfect, and he smiled sincerely and amiably: "I just heard someone chatting, it turned out to be Ah Ye and ...... Auntie is chatting. ”

Wen Fangye came down the stairs sideways and walked straight towards An Mu, only one step away, An Mu's gaze still fell on Chen Chen.

"Is it pretty?"

The man asked with a smile.

-

An Mu didn't think Chen Chen would succeed.

Wen Fangye likes to be passive, whether she wants to welcome or refuse, or reluctantly, she doesn't know.

But she knew that Wen Fangye would definitely not like her father's woman.

Few people have such a strong taste.

The man grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the door.

The tall body completely enveloped her.

Wen Fangye's voice was hoarse, and he asked in a provocative voice: "Do you want to push me to someone else?" ”

Yasuki couldn't speak, he only had time to swallow his saliva with a flushed face, and the lipstick was eaten clean, but it was still red.

He was still saying, "Why don't you pick it, Mrs. Wen." ”

She had inconvenient hands, so she wore a button-down skirt with a row of buttons from top to bottom, which was convenient at the moment.

The misty eyes looked at Wen Fangye wetly, and she was awake for a moment when she looked at the man's unsmiling eyes, and then sank again.

The mind struggled, and the man said that he didn't like the woman who took the initiative, but he couldn't let go of the soft voice like a coquette: "The wound is going to be opened." ”

Wen Fangye carried her to the bed and let her hands around her neck, but An Mu still cried, and he didn't dare to exert strength in his hands.

Later, he couldn't care about anything, and wanted to push the man's strong chest, and was noticed in advance and held his wrist.

He also hit a rake: "Don't want your hands? ”

Anmu was so angry that he bit him and was made even harder.

-

After that, Wen Fangye's temper got better again, hugged someone to dress her, wiped her face with wet wipes, and kissed her after wiping.

Inexplicably, he said, "How can you be bored in bed?" ”

An Mu stared at him with steamy eyes, but unfortunately she was now a kneaded appearance, which only made people feel that they wanted to welcome and refuse.

The kitchen lady downstairs rattled the bell, Wen Fangye was a pity, wiped the woman's faintly muscular thighs, led the person down, and was slapped away by An Mu with a red face at the staircase.

She pretended to be very good, stood up straight and walked, and she couldn't tell that she had just experienced love.

Wen Fangye went to hold her hand: "You don't want Chen Chen to have other thoughts about me, right?" ”

Anmu secretly wondered, why don't I want to?

"How ugly is this to hear, my dad can't break my legs?" He said conclusively, "When the time comes, in order to cover up the peace, I will need a wife even more." ”