MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 31 What do you call me?
Chapter 31 What do you call me?
"..."
Even if he didn't have the action to get up and leave, the season warmer still subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and then held his arm and allowed him to leave.
The ink was deep in her waist, and Qing Jun’s face came over and the breath was warm: “Don’t you just send me a text message to you?”
"..."
"No more talking, I kissed you, huh?"
The warm season is about to open, and as soon as I turned my head, I was suddenly kissed by the man who bowed his head.
The season warmed slowly and closed his eyes, trying to respond, but suddenly felt his hand was lifted by him.
She opened her eyes and felt that he pressed her hand to his neckline, and when he kissed, he provoked his eyes silently.
It seems to be saying: If you have the ability, you will come and go.
This is really a heartbeat that has never been experienced.
She quickly pushed him again; "This is the season...not the royal garden...or else when I wait for the Royal Garden..."
He is still in the pro.
"Wait, wait! I haven't taken a shower yet..." The season is warm and messy, and a little struggle.
The man’s voice was hoarse and she kept her heart tight: “Who is the only one who is qualified to sleep in your bed? Give you a chance to repeat it.”
"..."
The president of the Tang Tang Mo, actually counted like a big white bear!
The season is warm and the head is dodging: "This bear has been in my room for many years. I have forgotten that I bought it when I was a few years old. How does Mr. Moh sleep with me for a few nights than Mr. Xiong?"
Ink Jing Shen’s handsome eyebrows rise and his head is low: “Your bed will only be me in the next few decades.”
"Ink depth..."
Anyway, she did not really want to shrink the tortoise, but he came too suddenly, she was not prepared for a moment, really unprepared, and now the apex is still jumping.
"What are you calling me?"
The season is warm and licking the lips.
"What do you call me?" He whispered and asked lowly.
"Depth of field..." The warm season has no way to think calmly, and can't say the complete words, only subconsciously follow his forced question to open...
This answer seems to him not satisfied enough.
"Husband..."
Such a soft voice is a medicinal agent for men.
Suddenly, the closed bedroom door was ringing.
Both of them have a movement, and the season is warm and fierce, and it seems that the ink is deep and unaffected.
"Someone knocked on the door..."
After a few seconds outside the door, then a voice came again: "Hey--"
Then the sound of Ji Mengran’s light rang outside the door: “Sister, have you slept? I just let the piano cook for the night, but she has done too much. I can’t eat so much, so I will give it up first. I am sending you up. Jingshen’s brother is busy at night, shouldn’t you eat anything? You open the door and I will send you in the day and night.”
The warm season turns to look at the direction of the door.
She wants to get up, and Mo Jingshen is not letting go.
"Are you sure you want to open the door like this?" Mo Jing deeped his head and smiled and looked at her shoulder.
The season warmed him and glanced at him: "I really have a place where you really have a dream. I don't usually see her eating late at night. Today she is so persistent at night, not only she wants to eat, but also insists on sending it to you. ""
"What to eat late at night? It is enough to eat you."
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