With a devilish smile on her lips, she said to Wei Yan: "Baby, get up and get dressed quickly. It's time to go back for dinner."
But Weiyan threw herself at the person in front of her again, and said coquettishly: "Master, why don't you dress me!"
She acted coquettishly, using words that were as soft as a bone and so charming that people couldn't refuse.
Ming Qiye smiled evilly, and pinched Weiyan's white and tender buttocks with his big hands, causing the white and tender skin to turn red quickly, and Weiyan screamed in pain.
"Ah! Master, you are so bad!"
The screams of pain are mixed with complaints, but more of a delicate charm.
After Ming Qiye's big palm took advantage of Weiyan's white and tender breasts and the little cherry, he said ruthlessly: "Baby, don't you know that men are not bad, but women don't love them?"
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Wei Yan slumped in Ming Qiye's arms and said in agreement: "Wei Yan loves how bad I am, I can be a little more bad."
Those eyebrows and those eyes reveal infinite charm, making people want to press her down hard and have sex countless times.
How can such a charming little woman be so impatient?
She could always make Ming Qiye laugh, but that was only in the face of desire.
Putting aside their desires, the two of them were like parallel lines with no intersection, and they had almost nothing to say.
Therefore, such two people cannot become husband and wife. What attracts them to each other is not their appearance or their bodies. It is not at all the surging inner world that comes from the depths of their souls.
The rose ointment was finished, and Xia Luoying was very tired. However, the successful result of hard work is still exciting.
The little pigeon smelled the faint fragrance of roses on her body and was very happy.
She happily took Xia Luoying's hand and asked: "Princess, how can you make this kind of balm? You are really amazing. You can make your own balm and make it so well."
Xia Luoying was a little embarrassed by the little pigeon's praise. She didn't know how to answer the little pigeon's question, so she could only sob and said: "Little pigeon, actually I don't know how to make any balm. This is my debut novel.
The first attempt——"
She was very reluctant to say that she was a completely inexperienced rookie, but it was not good to lie to others all the time. Taking courage, Xia Luoying decided to admit it.
"Princess, you don't know how to make balm, but you can do it so well? Princess, you are really a talented woman!"
Little Pigeon was not angry because Xia Luoying didn't know how to make balm, and making the balm this time was just an experiment. Instead, she praised Xia Luoying again, which made Xia Luoying feel ashamed.
As for Xiaoxiang praising her as a talented woman, she wanted to say that making balm has nothing to do with being a talented woman. She just accidentally saw the method of making balm from the Internet, so she came to experiment.
Naturally, she had no way to explain to Little Pigeon that she saw it accidentally on the Internet, because even if she explained it, Little Pigeon wouldn't understand, and would instead imagine the Internet as a fishing net.
"princess--"
Xiao Huzi's call came, and someone was already standing at the door.
Xia Luoying didn't understand why he didn't come in and asked, "What's wrong?"