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321. 【God, I’ll hit her to death!】

What? An Yan was shocked!

The little face was completely stunned!

The aphrodisiac nourishing soup? Is this the effect?

Oh my god, hit her with one end!

Why did she get such a soup that made others want to reveries? [

"Baby, a bowl of another bowl." Tian Junhao looked at her shameful cheeks, and smiled deeper.

An Yan gave him a bowl very fast, and then ran upstairs in a hurry, and said, "I'm going to take a shower, you drink slowly."

In fact, she just wanted to find an excuse to go. It was too shameful, and she was really lost.

"What do you tell me to tell me? Do you want to tease me?"

Tian Junhao smiled even more madly, bowing his head and continued to drink the soup of Anyu pot.

There is a feeling of infinite sweetness, born from the body.

An Yan hurried back to the bedroom, a slam, closed the door of the room, and the red red had already burned all the neck.

Then I looked up and looked at the ceiling, and my eyes widened. I didn't know what I was thinking.

When An Yan finished taking a shower, when he walked out of the bedroom, Tian Junhao was sitting leisurely sitting on the bedside and watching the news in his arm.

The sight glanced at An Yan intentionally or unintentionally. Her wet long hair was put on her shoulders, and a few traces were still on her face.

His eyes lit up for a moment, and even blew softly.

Continue to laugh: "Baby, are you going to seduce me with heart today?"

Then, she hooked her fingers and said lowly: "Go to get a hair dryer, I will blow you hair drying, don't deliberately arouse my criminal psychology. I want to sleep well tonight."

An Yan shrugged, clearly the thoughts of his own unclean mind, and to blame himself too charming. It was really unreasonable.

An Yan took the hair dryer, sitting in front of him, holding the remote control for a while.

Behind you, think of the buzzing sound.

Tian Jun hugged her long hair, slowly blowing her hair to her, and her thoughts flew up.

Zeng Jin, he often blows his hair for the girl, but at that time, he was not using a hair dryer, but the internal force in his palm.

In the first life, Yiqing, I like to lie on his side when I was washing my hair, and let him dry her wet long hair. [[

Why did he suddenly have a kind of illusion of returning to that kind of happy life?

[Here here today, good night, sleep, sleep]


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