Chapter 47

Boldly took off her own dress!

The champagne dress is designed to wrap around the chest. As soon as the zipper on the back is pulled, it all slides down.

This kind of dress is not suitable for wearing underwear, so it only uses chest stickers late and late. The clothes slip on the waist, and the temptation of her upper body appears in front of her unprepared eyes.

Even without underwear, her breast shape is still beautiful.

The skin is as white as snow, and it has an attractive luster under the dim light.

Slender waist, not a surplus grip.

Live color Fragrance

Wen Mo's body is stiff, and his heart is like a tide of ants, lifting up the desire that has been suppressed in the depths.

"Ha, I said my memory can't go wrong."

Feel the change of his body, as a Virgo late night in front of a bright, smile, "you really have a response!"

Wen Mo

His vision did not change, or watching the scenery in front of him.

"But Why can't I see it in your face at all? "

Late night staring at him, beautiful pretty face serious can not be more serious, but from slightly lax pupil can still see, she was drunk.

"Stop shaking!"

Chi Wan feels that Wen Mo's facial features are double, so he raises his hand to hold his face, and murmurs discontentedly, "why do you still have such a noble expression in this case?"

Her feet were on the seat, and suddenly her feet were unstable. With a cry for help, she was lying on Wenmo's body late

It's a coincidence that Smell the silent lips Right in front of her

Between the mouth is the soft touch, the tip of the nose is her body smell.

The blood all over the body gathered towards a certain place. Wen Mo felt that he was about to explode.

Chi Wan looks down at him with a smile. His eyes are flowing. The temptation is like a gorgeous fox demon in a mirage.

Enough! She's the first one to tease him!

Wen Mo turns over and presses her under the body without saying a word. He stares at her face which is more charming because she is drunk.

"Are you sure you don't regret it?" He's hoarse, he's damned sexy.

He asked for a reason.

The first time we met, she was drugged late and didn't want to have a relationship with him, which showed that she loved herself.

Late looking at his eyes, finally from that pair of forever light as water eyes, saw a trace of desire.

She was a little dissatisfied and quietly stretched out her little paw

Smell silent not from stuffy hum a, on the surface ten thousand years invariable indifference, like a mirror fell on the ground, split a crack.

He's not even breathing properly.

"That's right. The body is in line with the expression at last Well... "

It's too late to be proud. Half the time, the red lips are sealed!

Wen Mo's lips and tongue are burning hot. She doubts whether she is about to turn into a pool of water.

At the end of the hot and lingering kiss, Wen Mo raised his head slightly, trying to suppress the idea of being ready to move.

"Tardy, who am I?"

Late Du was kissing ruddy lips, tone some uncertain, "Wen Mo?"

Soft voice, no ice in the past, like in coquetry.

"Well."

Wen Mo gave a short answer, slowly bowed his head, and was about to continue to kiss her. When it came to the last step

The door suddenly opened! Then it was closed again, but it didn't close tightly, leaving a small gap!