019 A lover is for public use and a wife is for special use
019 Lovers are for public use, wives are for exclusive use. Duanmumu was dragged back to the hotel by Leng Anyen. With a wave of his hand, she was thrown on the big bed by him, and her whole body was dizzy.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Duanmumu jumped up from the bed, eyes blazing. She had a swimming pool party, but before she could enjoy it to the fullest, she was ruined by this man. She was stunned just thinking about it.
Leng Anyen's eyes were as cold as a bottomless canyon. At this moment, Duanmumu realized that he was really angry and couldn't help but be a little scared, especially now that he was only wearing a small swimming trunks.
The bulge that makes people dare not take a second look seems to show sin.
"Don't come over!" Duanmumu retracted his legs on the big bed and began to retreat in fear.
The next second, her ankles tightened, and her whole body was pulled back. Leng Anyen's tall body squeezed down, "Aren't you lonely and want to tease you? It seems that I, the husband, didn't satisfy you properly, so I
You can’t help but want Hongxing to cheat on you!”
"I don't want you to be satisfied," Duanmu Mu's hands tightly grasped the sheets under him, trying hard to pull back his legs, but they were unable to move as if they were fixed.
"Dare you seduce a man? Dare you cuckold me, Leng Anyen? Wife, I see you are getting bolder and bolder," Leng Anyen's fingers slid along the curves of her swimsuit, causing Duanmumu to tremble.
"I didn't," Duanmumu didn't dare to offend this man anymore, so he tried to explain, "I just want to attend the party and enjoy the atmosphere."
"You haven't?" Leng Anyen's pretty lips traced a graceful arc, "No, and you're still dressed like this?"
What's wrong with her dressing like this? Wasn't Lan still wearing a bikini, and all the women at the party seemed to be dressed like this, so how could she be the one at fault?
This man was simply unreasonable, so she had better not offend him. After blinking, Duanmumu reminded him, "Leng Anyhen, it seems that Lan Yiran is also dressed like me? Maybe she is being raped by another man at the moment.
, you should hurry up and save the beauty as a hero!"
Her little cunning was not hidden from Leng Anyen's sharp eyes, "Really? That's just right..."
What did he say? Did she hear it correctly? Lan Yiran was the woman in his heart, how could he not care?
"Leng Anyen, are you okay?" As he said that, Duanmu Mu's small hand touched his forehead, but he held it suddenly, and his whole body pressed down, and his hot chest pressed against her small breasts.
, it was almost crushed by her.
"It hurts..." She pushed him. Her breasts were not big in the first place. If they were ruined like this, she would be completely doomed. "Leng Anyhen, get up. The worst is, I won't go to the party, okay? You'd better hurry up and save her."
Your darling!"
"I don't need you to worry about it, just worry about yourself now," he said, kissing her lips and ruthlessly ravaging her little mouth.
Leng Anyen's hands were divided into two parts, while rubbing her little white rabbit, he probed into her valley, and the burning heat in her lower abdomen was getting bigger and harder at a rapid speed.
"Uh...no..." Duanmumu struggled in fear.
"Honey, why don't we make up for our lost wedding night now!" Leng Anyen's breathing was heavy, his lips sucked her ear beads, and his hoarse voice was full of lust.
"No, no!" Duanmumu shook his head violently, "Leng Anychen, are you drunk? The person you love is Lan Yiran, not me!"
"But you are my wife," he lowered his lips, searched for her carotid artery, and sucked hard, "As you said, she is just a lover."
Duanmumu wanted to die, he finally remembered that she was his wife!
His kiss returned to her ears again, and he whispered, "Haven't you heard that lovers are for the public, and wives are for the exclusive use?"
