An Yin closed her eyes and said to herself: "San Young Master, I'm sorry, I can't promise..."

The burnt smell came.

"The face is burnt." An Yin suddenly opened her eyes, pushed the man who was touching love, and jumped off him.

He rushed to the edge of the stove, turned off the fire, pulled up the men's nightgown that had slipped down, tied it up again, and quickly processed the paste.

Qin Jian was so angry that he was suddenly pushed away, and his arms were empty, and the taste was really bad.

He looked down at somewhere where he reacted and smiled bitterly.

Turning his head to look at the woman busy by the pool.

His nightgown wrapped around her petite body, loose and loose, as she moved, it vaguely outlined the beautiful curves inside.

He was tied with a belt around his waist, and only a little bit of his waist was pitiful. The silk and thin fabric were pressed against her body, and her buttocks were round and upright, so sexy.

The hem of the nightgown was tied, revealing a pair of slender legs, as white as cream.

Qin Jian's throat caught fire when he saw it, and he swallowed it with difficulty. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pressed it over, and hugged her from behind.

Her delicate curves fit him. He sighed comfortably, but the fire in his body burned even more vigorously. He lowered his head and bit An Yin's neck, lifted up the hem of her nightgown, and slid his hand in.

He just wants to eat her now!

An Yin's waist tightened and was pressed by the man behind him. An Yin's body froze, "Don't make trouble!"

The man behind him still tightly wrapped his arms around her, and did not remove them, "Be yours." Qin Jian bit her delicate skin lightly, and the breath that sprayed on her neck became more and more rapid.

"How can I do this?" An Yin was itchy and painful by his bite, and a feeling of unspeakable melted away. She turned around and pushed him.

"Then do something else." Her resistance made him even more angry. He turned his head and glanced at her, and simply pulled her out of the ground, carried her on his shoulders, and left the kitchen.

"Bastard, I'm hungry." An Yin wanted to go to the ground with both hands and feet. After they came back to eat, they slept all day and now they have not eaten for a day.

His arms tightened, and he didn't let her go down, carrying her faster, "I will feed you!"

An Yin's head flew past, and her intestines were so regretful that she shouldn't have come down.

Even though he knew how bastard he was, he still hugged him for a while, which was simply a tragic death!

"I still have water on my hands..."

Before she could finish her words, she was thrown directly on the dining table. Before she could get up, he had already leaned over and his lips blocked her mouth.

“Um…”

An Yin couldn't speak, but was overwhelmed by him and could not move.

No matter what!...

An Yin simply wiped all the water on his hands on him.

Before she could wipe her hands dry, he took off his own nightgown, threw it away, pulled off her belt, bent her waist, and bit her heart...

They hadn't done it for a long time. Last night, he was worried about her body and did not dare to indulge. He tasted it but failed to enjoy it, making it even more uncomfortable.

"An Yin!" The irrepressible breathing was rapid and disorderly. He buried his head in her ears, his voice was low and silence, with a dangerous smell.

He was too anxious and his movements were a little rough. He heard that she was so painful that he suppressed the evil fire and gently fell down considerately.

The kiss became deeper and deeper, and the body became hotter and hotter, slowly becoming sore and softer.

“…No matter what, stay with me…”
Chapter completed!