After applying the ointment, Su Xinyuan suddenly looked up, and her moist red lips unexpectedly met his slightly cold lips. Leng Xius smiled softly, bit her moist red lips, and gently grind her

Lips.

Su Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, then murmured with some displeasure:

"How could you lose to that rogue? It's really unhappy."

"How could he lose to him?"

Leng Xius's low laughter rang in her ears, and she could clearly feel the corners of his lips and the black-bellied smile on her face.

"She, there is another elective course in the afternoon."

Su Xinyuan said softly, her boneless hands had already climbed up to his neck, and said with a low smile.

"Girl, if you hold it in, you will get sick. Let's solve the current problem first."

Leng Xiusi's dark and hoarse voice overflowed from his teeth with anger that could no longer be suppressed. The next moment, his flexible big hand had touched Su Xinyuan's back, and opened the zipper of his skirt. He pulled it skillfully and the skirt was already obedient.

Lying in a dark corner of the room.

“We haven’t eaten yet.”

Su Xinyuan's cheeks turned red, she watched her skirt fly out, and she shyly spoke again.

"Girl, do you think I can't feed you? Well?"

Leng Xiusi said a pun, her transparent purple eyes were magnificent, with shimmering waves, and her slender fingers ambiguously provoked her small chin and her smile was evil.

"I...well..."

Before Su Xinyuan could speak, she was gently held by the person in front of her and licked her lips gently, as if she was tasting the ultimate delicacy.

The softest part on the chest was covered by a pair of big hands, and the weight was moderately rubbed and pinched.

"S..."

Su Xinyuan's whole body was numb, her eyes were confused, and her body was as soft as water. She couldn't help but murmur. Looking at the monster whose clothes had been taken off in front of her, she opened her mouth and bit the little red dot on his chest.

"Girl..."

Leng Xius gasped, and the expression on his face hurt and was happy.

Outside the door, Le Mili put her on the door, her smile ambiguously, and told Yu Zifeng with her lips: It's beginning.

"Hey, Leng Xiusi seems to be uncontrollable. Will my Yuanyuan not be able to stand it? Will he be bullied by him?"

Le Mili pouted with a worried look on her face and asked in a low voice.

"What are you bullying? Your little princess is strong. Maybe who is going up and down now! I really want to see how Leng Xius is being suppressed."

Yu Zifeng's endless fantasy.

Suddenly, a silver needle passed through the door, and with a violent speed, a small hole was drilled into the thick door.

Yu Zifeng's pupils tightened and he picked up Le Mili. His ghostly figure flashed by. The silver needle flew straight to the opposite wall and sank into it.

"Damn it, Leng Xius is so cruel. He wants to murder!"

Le Mili said angrily, but Yu Zifeng lowered her head and kissed her. After all, it was the two of them who eavesdropped on the joy of the other person's boudoir, and they were the ones who fought.

Le Mili hooked his neck and was picked up by Yu Zifeng in the waist, and a hoarse and emotional voice sounded in his ears:

"Wife, let's go and have some serious things."

He quickly flashed into the bedroom next door. The door was kicked rudely, trembling in the air twice, and finally closed it tightly.
Chapter completed!