Chapter 1575： Delicious on earth

The sound of begging for mercy gradually turned into a soft and charming moan, and her eyes gradually blurred. The soreness of her body was quickly replaced by a strange comfort. She clings tightly to the strong man, rising and falling with the waves. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

once, twice, three times...

No matter how natural a goblin was, she couldn't help this tossing. On the fifth time, Meimei fainted completely.

Although love is cool enough, life is more precious. In the future, we must stay away from this dangerous species, Yan Mingshun!

Yan Mingshun's early morning meal can be regarded as the end. Although his body is tired, he has never been so satisfied as now. The stunner under him is really delicious in the world.

"You can't escape forever, baby!"

Yan Mingshun swears in his heart, not just this life, the next life, the next life... He will not let go, and no one will try to **** him!

The two fell asleep again.

Ball got out of his coat so angry that it went on and on and on, choking it to death. ..

This sleep came to the afternoon, Yan Mingshun had already woken up, but he didn't want to get up, he just wanted to hug the girl he loved like this, and he was old.

"Grumpy"

The strange voice sounded, Yan Mingshun was stunned at first, the voice sounded again, Yan Mingshun couldn't help laughing, and pinched his brows and nose, who was still sleeping like a pig.

"Baby, get up."

"Um...annoying..."

Meimei patted off a certain paw weakly, rubbed her face on Yan Mingshun's chest, and smiled contentedly. She had a particularly beautiful dream last night. In her dream, she successfully knocked down Yan Mingshun and ate him. Now, even the belt meat and bones, all eaten cleanly...

"Little lazy pig..."

Yan Mingshun smiled helplessly and dotingly, his stomach was so hungry that he protested, how could he still sleep so deeply?

But he soon became guilty again, and he blamed him for being too unrestrained, but who made his daughter-in-law's taste so wonderful!

He couldn't stop, he couldn't stop the car at all.

Meimei was still awake, hungry.

Her front chest was stuck to her back. If she didn't eat anything, she felt that she would definitely become the first woman in history to starve to death because she was busy with sex.

Is that stinking for thousands of years or immortal?

The memories of last night flooded up like a tide, brows and brows were blushing like boiled shrimp, and they shrank in Yan Mingshun's chest. He didn't dare to make a sound for a while, but his stomach didn't live up to his expectations.

"Grumble rumble..."

The call was louder.

Yan Mingshun suppressed a smile and said softly, "I'll go cook porridge for you."

"Um"

Mosquito-like sound, her brows huddled in the bed, not daring to look up at the male body in front of her that made her want to fall down again.

Yan Mingshun just casually put on a sweater and earpants. Seeing her embarrassment, he bent down viciously and teased in her ear: "Last night Meimei was very bold, you eat me...you will have to be responsible in the future! "

"boom"

The blood from Meimei's whole body was rushing towards her head She must have been fascinated by a ghost last night, there was a light laugh in her ears, Meimei opened her eyes and saw the joke in Yan Mingshun's eyes, she couldn't help but Fire.

You got it cheap and sold it well!

The counselor also has bear gallbladder occasionally, and with a coquettish smile, he stretched out his hand to hook Yan Mingshun's chin, and joked: "Okay, you will be my little brother who warms the bed in the future, darling, this palace will reward you. !"

"What reward?" Yan Mingshun asked in a hoarse voice.

"I'll make something delicious for you." Meimei had a premonition that something was wrong, she dug into the bed, but let someone fish it out.

"I want to eat beauties more, so I'll reward them now..."

"Don't...Brother...Husband, I'm so hungry...Don't you feel bad when I'm starving?"

"Then I will feed you first, and then you will reward me..." The chief was very talkative.

Meimei: ...Aren't you afraid of grinding the iron pestle into a needle?