Some people downstairs listening to the live broadcast looked at each other, all were very calm, and their expressions were very tangled and twisted, it was...very exciting...

This time Su Man's family suddenly lived a lot of people. They could not have a garden or a villa by themselves. Their architectural style is also very special. They are connected by a curved corridor. The villas are not very high. Ye Wei and Mo Staying on the second floor, Eleven and Mo Ye are not far from them, just across a few rooms, and then across the corridor is Rong Yan and Chu Li...

Downstairs is a study room dedicated to their office.

The matter was originally like this. Ping'er always liked to find Ye Wei to play. The little girl happily ran up to the second floor before she heard the impure voice when she reached the stairs. coming.

Ping'er, the pure little girl, blushing and red ears, so she ran downstairs bang, Ye Wei and Mo Ju's sound is quite loud, Ping'er came to interest, holding a big broadcast, so everyone I know. Mo Ye and Eleven went back to the villa originally, and Rong Yan and Chu Li also passed through the corridor here, plus Ping's big mouth, so almost everyone gathered downstairs and listened directly to the live broadcast...

The face even makes a very pure comment, can you watch the live broadcast directly? Doesn’t this sound like watching Sing...

Everyone sprayed...

This day is too intense, right? Needless to say, I really want to watch the live broadcast. The second son of Mo's second wife is really too powerful, and several big men have their thumbs up to worship.

Chu Li took the opportunity to bring his face back to the room immediately. He didn't listen to the live broadcast after listening to the live broadcast, but he also aroused his interest. He wanted his face. Mo Ye and Eleven also flashed back to the room. Su Man and Bai Ye were not present.

So there were only Jason and Black Jack, and Ping'er. This little Ping'er was a wonderful person. When the two stared at her with green eyes, the little girl stepped back decisively and protected her hands. The front chest said very purely, "I don't want 3p, I don't want 3p..."

Jason and Black Jack's faces are black, suddenly sink? 3p? 3p?

Hey, I’m not so hungry, I don’t want to eat?

The golden lion stared at the eyes, Ping'er turned his head, slipped sloppyly, and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet, disappearing without a trace, all traces disappeared, Jason and Black Jack looked at each other...

...

Mo Ye was also a little excited. When she returned to the room, she pressed Eleven to the door, bowed her head and kissed fiercely, her blood rushed straight down, and Yaowu struck her abdomen with prestige.

"Eleven..." He moved quickly, kissed her lips, and stretched her hands into her clothes without any care, rubbing-rubbing her softness, pulling a flick on her red-bud, and stimulating ten His face was reddish, and his breath was chaotic with his movements.

After listening to a live broadcast of any big man with a healthy body and mind, if he did not respond, it must be a dead person. Mo Ye kissed hard, pulling her clothes violently and violently, only a moment later. She stripped off her coat.

"Mo Ye, no way..." Eleven cliffs ruined, God, it's really a kind of sweet torture, who can bear it, his beloved man is constantly igniting in her, and there is a fire at the touch, Searing, disturbing, and wanting to be immersed in his passion...

But she always remembers that her body is not suitable...

"Mo Ye, no." Eleven held his head and just kissed the corners of his lips. Mo Ye's body was getting hotter and hotter, and he was not satisfied with such a kiss. He held Eleven and grabbed her tongue. Kissing endlessly.

"I don't care anymore, eleven, I want you." Mo Ye feels a little crazy, what virus has long been left behind, he doesn't care, he doesn't want it, he just wants her, he doesn't care if he gets poisoned... …

As Mo Ye was talking, he was pulling the belt of Eleven in a barbaric manner, eleven hands cleverly removed Mo Ye’s brutal force, and just clasped his hand, "Mo Ye, you are not allowed, you can’t even think about it, etc. I’m in good health, whatever you want."

She has let go of everything, even shyness to hold back, so she can say this sentence, she told Mo Ye a long time ago, she never allowed this thing, they both share the same bed, naturally She also shot the gun and fired, but each time she wouldn’t make it to the end, she would help him with other methods instead of letting him come. It doesn’t matter if one person loses reason, if both people lose reason, it’s crazy.

Moreover, the war is imminent and willfulness is not allowed.

They were together, except for the night when they knew that Su Ruyu was his biological mother. Every night, he could not bear tossing him, begging for mercy, she could feel his longing, and his patience. What ridiculous things, how shameful ways she has done for him.

However, shyness can't help but always.

She is also strong in self-control, and always cares about the cliff when she is troubled.

"I don't care." Mo Ye held her wrist, and her deep eyes were covered with a thin layer of red, burning a strong flame, and wanted to burn her so that she could melt into a river of spring under him, Mo Ye Trying to break away from the eleventh clamp, he used brute force and was still very powerful. Eleven turned around and pressed him directly onto the soft carpet.

Eleven is on top, Mo Ye is down, anxiously rubbing her body with her legs, there is no way, hands are controlled, her feet can move, eleven can't cry or laugh, "Mo Ye, don't mess up."

Doesn't this guy know that the more trouble he gets, the more uncomfortable he will be?

I knew I was not curious just now, so I pulled him away long ago, so as not to cause this scene now. It is really a mistake. She can control Mo Ye, but she may not be able to control Mo Ye who is on fire.

Because, she also wanted him a little...

"Eleven, let go of my hand." Mo Ye's voice was narrowed with a longing and depression, and his eyes narrowed uncomfortably. He coaxed Eleven to let him go, so that he was more uncomfortable, and he looked half-naked. She can't do anything. Her soft body was still pressed against him, and the friction between the two twisted made him feel crazy.

He wants eleven...

Wanting to go crazy, even if she used his hands and all the skills she knew had helped him, but she couldn’t resist the true possession of her, to be satisfied, he never knew that he was such a greedy person, and he was weak in self-control You have to be surprised.

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Chain reaction... Poof!