Oh my god!
This feels so good.
Song Wanwan's mind was buzzing, and he looked like a little hungry wolf.
I'm drooling over this fine body.
Suddenly there was a click and the sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly.
"Does it feel good when my wife touches me?" A hoarse voice came from above my head.
Rong Luchi lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman sitting there.
He had no feelings towards other things, but when it came to Song Wanwan, he was not only sensitive, but also very strong.
"Crispy, very crispy."
Song Wanwan must have had the hair dryer blown into his head, so he didn't quite understand what was being said.
"But I don't feel well." Rong Luchi suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed down Song Wanwan's rebellious little hand.
Song Wanwan was so scared that he wanted to pull his hand away.
It can be said that she was very pale.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go."
"What else can I do here besides you?"
Song Wanwan understood the implication immediately!
"What did you call me just now? Wife? Huh?"
"Isn't it true that you have been calling me husband these days?"
Song Wanwan blinked her innocent and pitiful eyes, her eyes sparkling, and she looked pure and harmless.
But the feeling of the muscles under her palms made her extremely embarrassed...
"Can you please let me go first?" She cried anxiously.
But why did Rong Luchi look so eager to bully her?
Rong Luchi lifted her up and held her horizontally.
Walk into the bedroom.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay if I admit I was wrong. I won't touch you randomly in the future." Song Wanwan wanted to cry but had no tears.
How could she be so stupid, thinking that he didn't feel anything, thinking that if she was more careful he wouldn't know that she was touching him secretly.
I thought he was a simple little lamb because he patiently and gently helped me dry my hair.
He is Rong Luchi!
It’s Rong Luchi, the leader of the wolves!
The kissing maniac Rong Lyuchi!
Song Wanwan wanted to slap himself twice. He had just brought this upon himself.
A few days ago, because he lost his memory, she rushed forward to get close to him.
"Rong Luchi, were you pretending these past few days? Tell the truth!" Song Wanwan suddenly came to his senses and looked at the man in front of him.
She seriously suspected that this man pretended to have amnesia in order to feel the feeling of being pursued by her!
The warm yellow wall lamps on the wall cast dots of light, exuding an ambiguous warmth.
Rong Luchi looked at the little woman under him.
Her clear and bright pupils are like those of a deer, her eyebrows are graceful, her long eyelashes are trembling slightly, her fair and flawless skin is faintly pink, and her thin lips are as tender and juicy as rose petals.
Under her slender waist, a pair of white long legs are exposed to the eyes of people. What a beauty! Although she is wearing pajamas, she still can't hide her perfect figure.
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