Mo Yanyi took the elevator back to the room, and Yingzhen walked up the stairs step by step. The house was very quiet, as if no one lived there. Yingzhen touched his face, and it was still very hot.
What did Mo Yanyi mean to her?
It feels so ethereal, I have caught it, but it feels like I haven’t caught anything.
Fell on the bed, staring at the ceiling absentmindedly. Suddenly, he remembered something. Yingzhen sat up and opened the drawer of the bedside table. The small box was quietly placed inside.
Body heat source tracker
It's time to implant it in his body. Tonight, there is no one at home, so it is a good time. But to implant it, not only must it be close to him, but also it must be invisible.
Because when it penetrates into the skin, it will sting a little bit.
How to make Mo Yanyi not notice the pain?
Yingzhen got out of bed and walked to the full-length mirror. In the mirror, she was wearing an expensive and beautiful lake blue evening dress, which made her skin look as white as snow.
Her breasts and grooves were looming, and Yingzhen gently touched her neck.
How could he really reject such a graceful body exuding the delicate fragrance of women?
Yingzhen, have more confidence in yourself. Yesterday in the fitting room, his fierce kiss showed that he is a normal man, a mortal.
Yingzhen walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and slowly took off her clothes.
There was a faint scent of cream and grandma on her body. She didn't need to spray any perfume at all, but it was already very tempting. She found a black lace pajamas and put them on. She held the panties in her hands and finally gritted her teeth and threw them away. They were empty.
Just opened the door
A little bit of wind blew, and the soft silk fabric rubbed her body
My heart is beating loudly
On the side of the index finger of my right hand, there is a small heat source tracker attached.
Extremely quiet, she climbed the stairs step by step. The crystals in the aisle were extremely bright, elongating her slim body.
In front of the door, there is still a trace of hesitation
Taking a deep breath, he gently turned the doorknob, and slowly pushed it open. As if to adapt to the situation, the headlights in the room were not turned on, only dim light strips were on, and his surroundings suddenly fell into a blur of ambiguity.
Mo Yanyi had just taken a shower. She was wearing a nightgown and tied a belt casually, exposing her sexy chest, and was sitting on the sofa smoking.
He was not surprised at Yingzhen's arrival. He just looked at her lightly and walked towards him step by step.
Even though the light was dim, he could still see that the body covered by a thin layer of gauze was exuding bursts of feminine fragrance.
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I've been a little sick these past two days, so I'll update around chapter 12. Sorry!