"Honey, this bath towel is so beautiful. Where did you buy it?"
Chen Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart, touched Wang Hongluan's waist, and rubbed the pink bath towel.
And the plump and elastic skin under the bath towel.
"I won't tell you!"
Wang Hongluan spun around and swam out of Chen Yan's control.
"Crack!"
The big lights in the room were dimmed, leaving only a small orange-red wall lamp emitting weak light.
"I go to sleep!"
She jumped onto the bed and hid under the thin silk quilt.
The next second, a black shadow was thrown towards Chen Yan's head.
"You like it so much, I'll give it to you!"
It's that bath towel.
Chen Yan grabbed it in his hand and said with a smile: "Although the bath towel is good, it depends on who is wrapping it."
He quickly threw away the bath towel and quietly got into bed.
If he still doesn’t know what the woman means at this time, then he can go and die... He has been married for a while, and it’s time to gain true knowledge through hard work.
The thin quilt instantly became hot.
From a brief kiss to an uncontrollable passionate kiss, the two bodies were tightly intertwined.
"husband......"
"Um?"
"Which one do you think is more attractive to you, me or Rococo?"
"Of course it's you!"
Chen Yan has always answered this kind of sub-questions very well.
"If Rococo tempts you like this, can you bear it?"
"It's necessary! What do you want her to do at this time?"
Therefore, after more than ten years of fighting, the two have formed a habitual thinking.
"But she seems to be very good at kung fu, and I can't compare to her! I was saved by her last time, and I felt like I was a little shorter."
"No, you are a little taller than her."
Wang Hongluan stroked Chen Yan's chest and thought, the man you like is my husband... On this point, you Luo Keke still lost.
"Is it almost done?"
"As you command, my lady!"
"Can you do it?"
"You teach me?"
The troops are approaching the city, the war drums are beating, and they are waiting to break through the city gate, and thousands of arrows are fired!
Under the dim light, Wang Hongluan was pink and tender, infinitely shy, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly, biting her lip and watching the man separate her...
At this moment.
A voice suddenly sounded in Chen Yan's mind: "Stop!"
It's the voice of the person in the coffin.
"Damn, why stop?"
This woman just appeared out of nowhere. She couldn't have been peeking, right?
The person in the coffin said: "This woman is a unique innate spirit body. Now that she has lost her body, she has leaked her innate spirit and been destroyed by you."
"..."
"Didn't you notice? Her skin is very good, without any blemishes at all, and she even has natural body fragrance. This is called a dirt-free body."
"I'm also happy to see you hunting, and I don't want you to waste your natural resources."
Wang Hongluan waited and waited, almost unable to stand it anymore: "Hey, what are you doing?"
Chen Yan put down her jade legs: "Well, I suddenly remembered that I didn't take a bath just now and it wasn't clean. I'll go wash it again..."
He rushed into the bathroom, closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "What should we do?"