Mu Tianqi walked over, but Yiyi's heart was beating with his steps. Even though the two have been together for so long, their relationship has not faded at all. Instead, it feels more and more like first love.
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"Yiyi, you will catch a cold if you wear so little." Mu Tianqi looked her up and down, and his eyes couldn't help but flash again. I don't know how tempting Yiyi was to Mu Tianqi if he wore so little, but thinking of her
It seemed that her period was not over yet, so she held back and immediately put a thin quilt on her.
"Tianqi, I'm not cold, I'm a little hot." Yiyi took off the thin quilt from her body and blinked at him. She was wearing a silk suspender skirt today. It was gauzy. Didn't he
Do you understand?
"Hot? Could it be a cold?" Mu Tianqi immediately reached out and touched her forehead. It was already autumn, how could it still be hot?
"I don't have a cold." After saying that, Yiyi sat on Mu Tianqi's lap, then hooked his neck with both hands, then opened it slightly, but didn't know what to say, so he had to shut up again.
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The soft and slender arms were wrapped around his neck like a water snake. Before Yiyi said anything, he couldn't bear it anymore. His lower body continued to swell. It had been several days since he had been intimate with Yiyi. Isn't it uncomfortable?
"Yiyi, are you feeling well?" Mu Tianqi looked at her behavior. Could it be that Yiyi wanted it? He quickly sat down and asked seriously.
"Not yet!" Yiyi smiled slyly, and then put her head on his neck. Mu Tianqi felt a chill in her heart. She felt that it had been so long and it still hadn't healed, but she couldn't say anything.
, as a woman, there are a few days every month that you should be more concerned about.
"Yi Yi wants to sleep? Come, lie down in bed, you'll catch a cold." Mu Tianqi resisted his desire to pounce on her, and picked up Yi Yi and put her back on the bed in a decent manner.
Just as he was about to leave, Yiyi stretched out her legs and wrapped them around his waist, so his hands had to stay by her side.
"Husband..." Yiyi shouted softly, looking at Mu Tianqi with charming eyes.
"Yiyi, what did you call me?" Mu Tianqi felt happy. This was the first time Yiyi called him that. "Yiyi, call me again and I'll listen."
"No." Yiyi pouted and quit, turned his big watery eyes, and said with a commanding tone: "Kiss me."