Chapter 102: Possessed by the Declining God: Dudu's Little Trumpet
In his arms, I greedily enjoyed this feeling of peace of mind, as if all the wind and rain in the world were blocked by him. In this warm harbor, I could smile peacefully and play tricks on the young lady, and he would be gentle.
pamper me
"What happened today will never happen again." Yan Ye hugged me deeper into his arms, his strength irresistible.
"Honey! Does it hurt?" Yan Ye sniffed my hair and gradually rubbed his lips against my earlobe, making me feel weak all over.
"Yan Yeyi, why are you holding me like this?" The room full of ambiguous people was shocked by me. I turned around and glared at Yan Yeyi with a small frown.
He was sitting cross-legged behind me. He was wearing relaxed home casual clothes that made him look even more lazy. The Korean short lining with a wide collar exposed half of his chest, and his clear collarbone was clearly visible.
"Yan Yeyi, you are so handsome!" I said something sincerely that made me want to shoot myself.
"Have you just discovered that your husband is out of print now?" Yan Yeyi naturally shook his chestnut-colored lips, then brought his face to me, and then raised the corners of his evil lips.
"I...I just said the wrong thing." I subconsciously defended myself, God! He is really handsome! So handsome that I want to...
"Yan Yeyi, can I bite you?" That's right, he's so handsome that he wants me to bite him, especially his face, it's so tender!
"Just bite your mouth." Yan Ye fell into the bed and took him into the bed.
We just lay on our sides, less than a palm's length apart, looking at each other's silhouettes stupidly
The night wind blew through the window and touched my bare feet, which felt a little cold.
The sexy English female voice was still lingering around the whole room. Yan Yeyi's eyes were a little sparkling, which made my cheeks feel hot.
Such an ambiguous smell
"Honey, are you afraid that I will like you?" Yan Yeyi suddenly stretched out his hands to hold my face, squeezed my mouth into a little beep, and looked at me dotingly, as if he was waiting for me.
answer
"You idiot, what are you talking about?" I grabbed his hand, and the deer in my heart was already pounding in my heart.
"Be good, call me husband." Yan Yeyi's lethality at this time has exceeded my expectations, and my heart seems to be slowly melting away from his tenderness.