Yan Meng's eyes drooping, as Ke Yihan said, yes, if she is not jealous, she doesn't have to be so excited. She is jealous.
"Are you jealous, right?" Ke Yihan asked again.
Yan Meng looked at his eyes angrily, and said directly: "Yes, I'm jealous, I hate you touching Yan Ning, I hate your body belongs to other women, I hate Yan Ning occupying my only advantage,
I hate your body dirty, I'm really jealous. "
"So, I am also jealous, not possessive." Ke Yihan said silently in his heart.
Yan Mengzhen looked at his smile, snorted, and said stubbornly: "Say it, you also understand, let me go, although I am jealous, I can accept it, I have my pride, Ke Yihan, I am, I am, I am, I
I never want to love you humblely, just as Qi Zonghuan said, love a man, first learn to love himself, Qi Zongyi also said ... "
"Let him die." After Ke Yihan said, he kissed her red lips.
Such a red lips, so seductive. Puzzle. People, want to kiss and do not let go, but when he heard the words Qi Zongye, he wanted to bite fiercely.
, Until it breaks, blood, so far.
Why did she easily say the name of other men? How can other men say so clearly? Yes, you know, those who did not hesitate to mention it, they were all herself, and now change to change.
People are very, very uncomfortable, and do not like it.
Yan Meng really frowned, hurting, he was not a kiss, it was obviously biting, and every time he was extremely painful. He thought he had let go, and he didn't know that it was even harder. It really hurt.
Her hand patted his chest hard to stop all of this, but it seemed that, no matter what, so, how, did he sit on her? What, private. Secret.
His mouth has shifted to her snow. Peak? Why, his big hand, walking on her back? Why, suddenly unbuttoned her bra?
When it was about to continue, suddenly the door was knocked, Yan Meng really screamed, and instinctively went to Ke Yihan's arms, drilled, now her clothes, shirts.
She was like an ostrich at this time, and her dead head was in Ke Yihan's arms, and she was unwilling to look up.
Ke Yihan looked at the little woman in her arms, smiled slightly, sorted out the collar, opened the window, and said in standard English: "What's the matter?"
"Sir, you can't stop here." The police said politely.
"I'm sorry, I will go right away." After Ke Yihan turned off the window, he patted Yan Meng really back, and said gently: "If you continue to be inside, three results, one, suffering, two, I am desired. Fire.
Burning. Death, three, the police will knock on the window again. "
Yan Meng really pushed Ke Han quickly, and said angrily, "Don't touch me."
"Just now, you are also very active, and your tongue is deep into my mouth." Ke Yihan said innocently.
Yan Mengzhen's cheeks were so popular. She waved hard and hit Ke Yihan's arm heavily.
"I'm going, pity your uncle." Ke Yihan roared back to the driving seat, and then looked at Yan Mengzhen and said, "Sit in front."
"It's very good behind." Yan Meng really leaned on the seat behind, took the opportunity to put his hand in the back, put his bra, buckled, and sighed. Fortunately, someone knocked on the window.
Yan Mengzhen.
"Sit in front." Ke Yihan said again.
"I don't." Yan Meng said stubbornly.
"Then I won't drive. I don't mind the police attack again. I am willing to take you to the police station in the United States. Anyway, I will take you to see the world." Ke Yihan leaned on the driving seat easily and said with a smile.
Yan Meng really looked at his smile. He really wanted to raise his hand and gave him a few slaps. He just wanted to roar. The window knocked again. Ke Yihan didn't open the window. He turned his head and looked at Yan Mengzhen and said, "Decided in your hands.
"
Yan Meng really climbed from the back seat to the front. As soon as he did it, Ke Yihan opened the window and said politely: "Let my wife take a good seat belt and go."
"Good husband." Police left.
Ke Yihan approached Yan Mengzhen step by step. Her hand was resistant to his shoulders and said directly: "What are you doing?"
Ke Yihan ignored her. At the fastest speed, he tied her seat belt, and then returned to the seat to launch the car. Yan Meng really had a red cheek. Fortunately
What ghost?
Ke Yihan slowly drove the car and suddenly said seriously: "Why not wear black bras?"
Yan Meng really frowned, and looked at Ke Yihan with unhappyly. The two discussed this question. Is it really good? Of course, her answer is silent, never knowing that wearing underwear has to be performed by her husband, not to mention
Do you not love her husband's permission? It is impossible.
"You look good in black bras." Ke Yihan said.
Yan Meng was too lazy to ignore it, sitting quietly, and it seemed that Yan Mengzhen answered. Ke Yihan said again: "You wear black text. The chest looks good and looks special."
Yan Meng turned his head with no anger, and said directly: "Can you be quiet for a while?"
"Wear black text. Chest." Ke Yihan repeated.
Yan Meng is really speechless. If you ignore it, you just ignore it. The car suddenly stops. Yan Mengzhen looks around. Obviously it is not her hotel where she lives. She said directly: "What to do?
Ke Yihan did not answer her. He took the lead first, and then opened Yan Meng's real door and said, "Buy something."
"What to buy?" Yan Meng asked really puzzled.
"Just look at it, you're sure you come to the United States, don't give your dad, your mother, your aunt buy something?" Ke Yihan asked.
Yan Meng really smiled, got out of the car and closed the door, and said directly: "You want to buy gifts for my sister."
Ke Yihan stunned. In fact, he really didn't think so. She mentioned Yan Ning like this. He frowned, always felt, and felt that there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Yan Meng really ignored Ke Yihan's expression, raised his head gently, looked at the night sky in the United States, and then looked at the bustling streets.