She raised her eyebrows, rubbed her feet, and sure enough......

Pulling his lips and turning his head, "Forget it, you go to the bathroom." ”

The man froze, but he could only gasp gloomily and slowly retreat.

But suddenly, she grabbed her again.

He looked at her in amazement.

Su Yile blushed, puffed out his mouth, and stretched out his feet, "You can do whatever you want." "Throw yourself at the pillow and don't look at him.

His eyes brightened again, and he eagerly grabbed the little foot, gasping and kissing it excitedly.

Su Yile lay there, watching the man's movements, and sighed, "You are really my little dog." ”

In response to her, she was even more excited with a wet kiss full of **.

Su Yile itched to shrink his toes, but he was caught again. I can't hope for it.

She yawned, ignored him, and let him mess around like a pervert.

Her man is a complete pervert, only for her.

By the time she was taken to the bathroom, she was already wet and sticky, full of marks left by him.

Leaning on him softly, this man is really full of energy.

In the bathtub, leaning against his chest, his eyes still closed.

I've spent too much energy today, and I'm really sleepy.

The man caressed her skin, washing inch by inch.

There were some irregularities, Su Yile hummed softly, and his body moved slightly in protest.

The man then behaved and did not dare to caress again.

Kissing her eyelashes, she lightened her movements.

……

Gently placed on the bed, the man's side sinks.

Su Yile, who had his eyes closed, bent his lips a little and took the initiative to lean over.

The man steadied his heartbeat, took her into his arms, and hugged her well.

Su Yile hummed softly, showing that he was sleeping comfortably.

The man's heart beat a little, and he restrained himself, and put his arm around her, also very lightly.

"It's been a long time, like." She spoke again in his arms.

The man was stunned, listening.

"It's been a long time since I've been in your arms like this." She muttered softly.

The man's hand around her tightened, almost hurting her, and her chest could no longer hold back the violent rise and fall.

Su Yile leaned helplessly on his chest, patted his back, relaxed his gestures and fell asleep.

Feeling her steady breathing, the man gently lowered her hand.

Look at the people below you.

Restrained from fierce gasps.

I want to ...... I want to ...... Rub you into the blood and bones.

He slowed his breathing heavily.

Purple eyes looked at her quiet face with heavy eyes.

The storm didn't pass after all.

……

Su Yile returned to his residence in Gangwon and packed his things.

Ehara sat there silently, but he couldn't stop ......

"Harahara, I'm glad to see you." Su Yile raised his eyebrows and said.

"Ahem, is there one?" Ehara laughed dryly.

"You dislike me so much!" Su Yile was depressed.

"Why! It's great that you don't get angry with Mr. Black anymore! Ewon said.

Su Yile tilted his head to look at her, "Do you think I shouldn't be angry with him?" ”

Uh, Gangwon paused.

Su Yile shook his head again, "I'm not angry with him, but I really can't forgive." ”

Jiang Yuan was so frightened that he hurriedly looked out.

"Don't worry, he's scared of me right now." So, she told him to wait outside, so he had to wait outside.

"Ahem......" Jiang Yuan was really going to be stunned by Yile's words.

Su Yile suddenly raised his head, "Yuan Yuan, I'm sorry." ”

"What?" Ehara was stunned again, what did he apologize to her?

Su Yile smiled, "Yuanyuan, I can't bear you." "Hug it.

"Hey! It's not like we can't meet again! Ehara patted her amusedly.

Because, even if Dai Fei died innocently, you have also been sad, and I have to hide from you who killed him.

Su Yile walked out of Gangwon's house.

Ehara watched the man come over quickly, hugged the man in his arms, kissed him on the forehead, and eagerly hugged him and got into the car.

Sighing.

As soon as he got into the car, the man kissed him, with excitement. She really wanted to come back.

Su Yile's cell phone rang, and she pushed him away.

Kurosi Mi's eyes were blazing at the phone.

(Battlefield Literature)