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131. I Miss My Wife (13)

Dr. Lin is the Yan family’s family doctor and lives very close to the Yan family’s mansion. If you search, www

"It hurts." Yan Shaoheng refused to get up and looked at his wife with bright black eyes.

"..." President Yan, pretending to be cute really doesn't suit you!

But having said that, Xu Yiran had to admit that good-looking men are very charming no matter what expression they show...

Yan Shaoheng continued to calmly follow the route of pretending to be innocent and cute, "Ranran, please help me rub it." [

"...No rubbing!"

As a "lovable" and "innocent" person, I will not force others to do anything.

So Yan Shaoheng didn't force it anymore, he just slowly turned his face away and sighed quietly, "I just deserve to be pushed down the stairs."

"..." Xu Yiran's hands itched and he wanted to push him down the stairs again.

I've known for a long time that this man is a workaholic and usually very dedicated, but he can still pretend to be so "dedicated" when he doesn't have to pretend to be innocent!

Knowing that he was probably pretending, Xu still struggled for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand, "Where to rub?"

"Here." Yan Shaoheng brought her hand to her waist in a decent manner.

That's not bad. If he dared to say "whole body", she would kick him downstairs immediately!

Ah - she can think of such an evil answer, she has fallen!

Her face was already a little hot, but when she touched the muscles on Yan Shaoheng's waist, it turned red and was almost steaming.

Yan Shaoheng had already "consciously" pulled out the hem of his shirt, so Xu Yiran was now directly touching his skin.

Very smooth, very elastic, but also very strong... The muscles under the fingertips seemed to be accumulating endless explosive power. They were completely unique to men's sexual temptation. Xu Yiran blushed and his heart beat, and he did not dare to touch it with force.

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In fact, even if she pinched him hard a few times, Yan Shaoheng wouldn't feel any pain, but the seemingly nonexistent touch like this was really a kind of torture for Yan Shaoheng.

The little hands wandering around her waist were soft and shy, but also very curious. She wanted to touch him but didn't dare to touch her, so she was teasing him completely casually.

Yan Shaoheng's breathing became heavier and he grabbed her hand to stop her from setting fire to him again.

In fact, his waist didn't hurt at all, but now, another part of his body started to hurt.

"Little goblin." He pressed his chin against the crook of her neck and spoke in a tight voice.

She didn't do anything!

Xu Yiran was just about to complain, when out of the corner of her eye...she definitely didn't mean to look there, but she wanted to see the injury on his waist, so she accidentally glanced at the part below the waist...[

There was an obvious small bulge in his pants... well, not small at all, but she refused to admit that there was a big bulge there... Ah - what was she thinking!

Blushing to drive away the messy thoughts in her mind, she stammered to persuade him, "You, you have to calm down..."

Did she do anything to make him do that? Why does President Yan Da, who is said to be disdainful of women, seem to have a weak concentration...

"I don't want to be calm." Yan Shaoheng deliberately teased her, wanting to see how she looked when she was shy.

"Yes, but your waist was injured."

"Wife..." The hoarse voice was elongated, with a different kind of dangerous temptation. He leaned close to her ear, holding back his laughter, but also suppressing his desire. He wanted to kiss the red little girl in front of him.

Earlobe, "With you on top, my waist can move less."


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