"What do you do? I want to do you." Ke Yihan roared excitedly.
"What kind of roar, is it crazy early in the morning? I want to sleep." Yan Meng roared unhappyly, and after the roar, I fell on the bed, closed my eyes, just wanted to sleep, Ke Yihan's big hand, I pulled her again to pull her again.
rise.
"Ke Yihan, what are you doing?" Yan Meng really was most annoying to be awakened in the morning. This is the so -called getting up.
Ke Yihan didn't say much. He picked up Yan Mengzhen directly, hugged her to the bathroom, and directly faced her in the mirror. From behind, he tightly contradicts her, and the other hand raised her chin and reminded: "
Take a good look at the things on your neck. "
Yan Meng opened her eyes impatiently and looked at the neck in the mirror. The kiss marks were so obvious. She instinctively wanted to cover her hands, but she was stopped by Ke Yihan.
He grabbed Yan Meng's real hand, bit her earlobe and said, "Last night, are you happy?"
Yan Meng really shook his head, how to explain this?
"So, you will be so tired? Unwilling to get up, it is indeed the same. My wife can not get up in bed only when I get involved." Ke Yihan humiliated.
What does this kiss mark represent? He clearly understands that in his memory, he never had kissing marks on his neck, but now there are traces of others. How can he be comfortable?
Not a representative, Yan Mengzhen had completely belonged to other men last night? He didn't dare to think or not.
Yan Meng really sighed softly, struggling to get out Ke Yihan's hand, gently touched the kiss marks, and said, "Yesterday was not so obvious, how can it be so obvious now?"
With a bang, the mirror was broken, Ke Yihan's bright red blood flowed out, Yan Meng really asked nervously: "Are you okay?"
"Are you belonging to him?" Ke Yihan asked.
Yan Mengzhen looked at Ke Yihan's appearance. What she wanted to deny, but her mouth was not controlled. She did not answer, but said, "Last night, you don’t want me."
"So you belong to him." Ke Yihan pulled Yan Meng's real collar and yelled excitedly.
Yan Mengzhen passed the cheeks, she didn't say, he doubted arbitrarily.
"Yan Mengzhen." Ke Yihan screamed excitedly.
"It was you who made me arrest, Ke Yihan, you can be so generous, why don't I do it as you say?" Yan Mengzhen looked at his eyes.
Ke Yihan looked at Yan Meng's true eyes, sneered, Yan Meng was so good, she couldn't bear the loneliness, she was dirty, but what was it? It was his Ke Yihan, and he was not qualified to be owned.
He slammed Yan Mengzhen on the wall, aimed at her red lips, sucking hard, holding her hips with a big hand, exhausted his strength, and stuck his body. He told Yan Mengzhen with his action. Who was her?
Men?
"Ke Yihan." Yan Meng really had a pain in his neck, and he was also getting kiss marks, and he was more than Qi Zongye. Basically, the whole neck was made by him.
It is always a horses, it is really useless.
"The bitch is a bitch." Ke Yihan said unhappy.
In fact, his heart could not be calm. Even if he was so kissed, he couldn't feel her existence. Yan Meng really disappeared, and he really disappeared.