Chapter 444: The girl is not good: stay together every day
It’s great that Yan Ye’s family actually has a bathtub, so let’s take a bubble bath! Press the hot water button, and the hot spring-like water flows into the white porcelain bathtub
Standing in front of the mirror, I took off my clothes neatly. In the foggy mirror, I could clearly see my naked body.
Her figure was not plump, but she was also delicate and delicate. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. There seemed to be a sweet aftertaste on the corner of her mouth that Yan Ye had kissed.
Ah! Who are we now? We stay together every day, sleep with each other in our arms, and kiss! Illegal cohabitation is punishable by law.
What if, what if, in this last month, I accidentally do something... Woohoo!
I don’t want… By the way, here’s Yan Yeyi’s “Aegean Sea”!
Bastard, I won't ask him and he won't explain anything to me.
Alas! Forget it... I tested the water temperature, put in the essential oils, made a layer of milky white bubbles, and then I lay down in the comfortable bathtub.
I want to soak away all the fatigue and spend this last month peacefully. After one month, I can escape from the clutches of the devil.
"Scrub...scrub...oh oh..."
With my semi-dry long curly hair on my head, I walked lazily downstairs
This small bungalow is not grand, but it is also very exquisite. It feels like a small home, and all the decorations are particularly warm.
Yan Yeyi probably hasn't come back yet! No matter how fast he drives, this place is not close to that prosperous city.
Alas! Why do they look like newlyweds? They are warmer than others on their honeymoon.
Huh? Who is that person in the kitchen? Casual home clothes, rabbit apron, tall body, long maroon hair, handsome face...
Yan Yeyi? What is he doing in the kitchen? Could it be that he can cook something delicious for me?
I think back then, didn’t the Five Great Halls just eat instant noodles on Holy Night? With a few questions, I walked towards the kitchen suspiciously
Yan Yeyi is like the Japanese cooking prince, carefully and carefully planning the glass of fruit milk in front of him, and he didn't even notice that I was standing behind him.
He looked at the thick silk cup of milk on the table, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he picked up the honey pen bag and carefully drew a... pig's head on the milk.
This damn guy, he ruined a glass of fruit milk that was so appetizing.
I stretched my neck again and looked at other "delicious things"