"Would you feel better if I put it on?"

Shen Gui begged: "Otherwise, I'm really not ready for tomorrow."

Wu Meiren put on the hairpin, moved her body to his lap, put her hand around his neck and said: "My handsome prince, your today is my yesterday. We don't understand each other. Your flower language is like a dandelion. Fei You don’t have to put down roots wherever you go.”

After she finished speaking, she fell into Shen Gui's arms and pushed him to lie on the bed.

After all, it was Lao Jianghu. Wu Meiren sat on his lap, first took off his belt, and then pressed on him.

The corners of the mouth are curved, the eyes are curved, and there are tears in the smile.

"I don't have a clean body for you, but I can take out my heart and show it to you. Only you live in it."

Wu Meiren pulled off the bath towel and pressed Shen Gui's hand on her chest.

No, it's on the peak.

Shen Gui's fingers moved. Although they were not very big, they could not be grasped with one hand, and they were very stiff and elastic.

Wu Meiren then leaned over to kiss her dream and took off her clothes.
Chapter completed!