Jin Yuwei gently pulls Su Mohan's tie and pulls him into his room. Then she pushes him against the wall with both hands. Then she swindles her body and tightly fits her in front of him.

"But then again, if he really blew you up, how boring I would be now ~"

Jin Yuwei lifted her leg to gently hook up the door, leaned against Su Mohan's chest, pulled out his white shirt with a pair of fingers painted with Dankou, and then swam around him through the white shirt, as if to arouse the desire of this man.

Su Mo Han also did not hide, the corners of his lips hook up a taunt: "it seems that a finger is missing, and you have not been able to learn a bit cleverly."

Jin Yuwei's eyes are cold and fleeting. She lifts her hand one by one to untie the buttons on his shirt. She seems to appreciate the moment when they burst open.

Su Mohan's chest is gradually exposed to the air. The faint scar and wound have a strong impact on the snow-white skin. Jin Yuwei picks her eyebrows with satisfaction, and her fingers fall gently on his skin.

"It's not from Princess ye that I lost this finger. I'm thinking about whether to ask her for it."

Jin Yuwei leans forward and murmurs softly. Her red lipstick lips are imprinted on Su Mohan's chest. When she touches her, Su Mohan pushes her to the ground directly.

Jin Yuwei sits on the ground and looks at Su Mohan. She doesn't seem to want to get up.

"I always thought you were a smart man, but now it seems that you are not so smart."

"If you move a hair of her, I will make sure you are dead!"

Su Mo Han looks sinister, staring at the woman in front of her, really want to shoot her!

"Do you know what ye Fei did?"

Su Mo Han pursed his lips without language, and his half open placket was a little more uninhibited.

"She injected a drug into me." Jin Yuwei opened her mouth lightly and lifted her long hair. There was a long scratch on her white neck, like a needle.

The door creaks gently, Su Mo Han squints his eyes and doesn't look back.

"Su Mo Han, my feet hurt, as if I can't stand up." Jin Yuwei speaks softly. Her voice is full of pitiful, but her eyes are full of banter.

Su Mo Han's eyes were gloomy a few minutes, but slowly stepped forward and lifted her from the ground.

Jin Yuwei's lips hook up a light smile, hands around Su Mohan's neck, leaning against his chest, looks in a good mood.

”I thought you didn't care about people ~ "

Su Mohan's face was cold, and he said with a smile:" how can it be. "

she raised her hand and threw her on the bed, but Jin Yuwei obviously didn't let him go. She even pulled his tie and pulled him to her body. Then she put her arms around his neck and dropped a string of kisses on his neck.

Su Mo Han also did not hide, just squint at the woman in front of him: "you drug quit?"

Jin Yuwei is not in a hurry to answer. A pair of plump breasts are looming, and her blood spurts. With the host's show off, her red lips dye Su Mohan's collar, leaving a deep and shallow mark. Su Mohan does not move, but just stares at her.

"If you make me in a good mood, maybe I will tell you ~"

the red lips are light and the two people are close to each other. Jin Yuwei stares at Su Mohan's eyebrows and has to sigh that the man's appearance is really in line with her appetite.