"But the woman of Huo Ran is stupid, and she will take the initiative to send it to the door. You will count it, plus a bitter plan to achieve the goal, isn't it?"

"!!!"

Mo Ning jerked back, across the glasses, facing his unclear eyes.

Yansi’s thin lips are slightly moving, and Zhang has a **** curvature.

"Mining, what do you want to do?"

Moining wants to push him away, but he doesn't push it.

She took a deep breath and suddenly smiled.

"What do I want to do with you?"

She bowed her head, her red lips brushed over his ears, her breath, and her tone was a little teasing. "Let's talk about the requirements I promised you than to talk about these things that are not fun?"

"you're right."

It seems that she has taken the topic from her, and she has her lower lip and bite it.

"I think the scenery here is good, is it better to do something that is not suitable for children?"

"..."

Menin pushed his hands and slightly opened the distance between the two.

"You forgot, I said that I don't sleep, I only sell art and don't sell."

"You can do it without selling yourself."

Yansi’s playful smile, an understatement, asked a horror,

"Tell me, how are you going to kill Huo Yunxi's wife?"

This time, the face of the ink can be said to have changed a lot! ! !

In horror, she directly opened her hand to the face of her cheeks and completely cooled her face.

That pair of glasses is even more amazing.

"Year of the Year, I warn you, don't investigate and track me again!"

"You are threatening me?"

Mourning also realized that she was a little out of order, took a deep breath, and the look eased a few points, trying to reason with him.

"I know that as long as you want to know one thing, there is nothing you can't find, but my private affairs have nothing to do with you. Why do you have to do more business?!"

After that, she jumped directly from his lap.

Seeing her back to the past, her back is barely determined, and she has a glimmer of color in her eyes.

Suddenly, he smiled, pulling Ramen’s wrist and taking her back into her arms again.

"Oh, don't be angry."

His tone is no different from that of a child, and the tone is gentle and incredible.

Like the tender comfort of the lover, it is as if the owner is picking up a disobedient pet.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Anyway, as long as he wants to know, he will naturally know.

"Now, let's talk about the request you owe me."

The warmth of the year was sprayed on the face of Mening lying in his arms, and she twitched two times according to the fingers of her waist, and sneaked into her hem.

"Since you will play thirty-six, you don't know if you have heard of it, the beauty?"

"...What beauty is it?" Mo Ning reclined in his arms, and he was a little bit smirked in his laziness, his eyes twitching.

Yansi’s eyes blinked and she smiled purely. “Can you dance? The one that jumps off the clothes.”

Jump your sister!

"Yes."

Moin's cool fingertips slipped down his cheeks.

Yansi years caught her hand.

Then, Minin felt a string of fine kisses on his back.

She resisted that uncomfortable, and the words turned. "But now the night is black and windy, killing individuals is still okay, dancing is not as good as finding a better place?"

Yansi’s emptiness took her waist and smiled. “It’s as if you didn’t kill someone at night.”

"Ok?"

Moining.