Liu Mingming said that Leng Yan had scars all over his body and was unwilling to have plastic surgery at all. Why does Leng Yan not even have a scar on his body now?
Suddenly, when Luo Ningqi first met Leng Yan, he seemed to have scars on his body. This discovery made her even more confused and she whispered: "Why did he suddenly remove the scars on his body? What was he hiding?"
Luo Ning's expression changed, and thoughts flashed in her mind. Suddenly, her whole body shook, and a terrible thought swept into her heart, thinking about the butterfly faced man again.
"Is Leng Yan really a butterfly face man?" Luo Ning's heart trembled, and this thought took root quickly. She had long ago suspected that Leng Yan was a butterfly face man, because Leng Yan and Butterfly face man gave her a surprisingly similar feeling.
, However, because of the scar, she eliminated this idea. Now that she heard Liu Mingming's words, this idea was born again.
"Ningning, what do you think so well?" At this moment, Leng Yan had already taken a shower. Seeing Luo Ning's dazed look, he couldn't help but care.
"I'm fine!" Luo Ning looked up, looked at Leng Yan for a while, felt his concern, and felt warm in his heart, and shook his head, but despite saying so, her heart was still uncomfortable.
"But I see that your face looks ugly, are you uncomfortable?" Leng Yan said with concern, and Luo Ning just shook his head. Leng Yan's desire turned into pity, hugging Luo Ning and lying on the bed, just hugging him quietly
Hold her.
"Didn't you look anxious before? Why are you so honest now?" Luo Ning said curiously. "I don't think you are in a bad mood, so let's forget it." Leng Yan said, he wanted her, but
I will not ignore her feelings and ask for joy when she is in a obviously bad mood.
"Aren't you afraid of being suffocated?" Luo Ning said. "Who made me love you?" Leng Yan rubbed Luo Ning's hair and said, "Go to sleep!"
"But I want it very much!" Luo Ning whispered. "Ah!" Leng Yan looked at her in surprise. "What, you can't do it anymore, right?" Luo Ning smiled.
"No, I dare to say that my husband is not good. Look back and I won't let you beg for mercy." Leng Yan said, and then he rushed forward. After a long foreplay, he consciously opened the bedside table and took it.
Wear condoms on yourself.
But Luo Ning suddenly stopped him, which surprised him. He looked at Luo Ning in confusion and heard her say, "I don't want to do it with a condom today."
"Ningning, are you nothing?" Leng Yan said strangely. Seeing Luo Ning shook his head, he asked again: "Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant, or are you going to marry me and give birth to a baby?"
"You're thinking too much. If you want it, just wear it if you don't want it." Luo Ning said angrily. "If you want it, why don't you?" Leng Yan said hurriedly, leaving the condom out and pressed it on.
Without the constraints, the feeling was more sensitive, which made Leng Yan moan comfortably.
Luo Ning closed her eyes, relaxed her whole body, and recalled her feelings when she was with the butterfly faced man in her mind.
"Ningning, why did you suddenly close your eyes? You can't be shy until now, right?" Leng Yan didn't know what Luo Ning was thinking, and joked with a smile.
Luo Ning didn't speak, just felt it, and compared the two in his mind. However, the butterfly faced man's affairs had been a long time ago, and his memory had been very blurred. And under the attack of Leng Yan, waves of pleasure surged like a tide of water.
It made her feel emotional, her mind was blank, and she quickly reached the peak in response to Leng Yan's movements...