"Because he has a good wife in the kitchen, how about me? Inexplicably married a four limbs are not diligent, the grain does not divide Jiao young lady. Such a comparison really hurts me. "

Lan Hua expressed her contempt for him with a cold hum, "a wife is used to warm the bed!"

Wen Chuan looked at her, "are you warm?"

Lan Hua put down her chopsticks, stood up and went upstairs. She turned her head and gave him a wink. "It's going to be warm right away."

She went back to the bedroom, pulled out her suitcase, took out the clothes one by one, hung them in the cloakroom, took another bath, put on her nightgown, and covered her body with a big bathrobe.

Today is the first day of her marriage to Wen Chuan. Tonight is their wedding.

Lan Hua is a bit ready to move. Now it's time for him to take the initiative so that he can win the next negotiation.

She made a little arrangement, until she heard the light footsteps coming from the door, and then she hid behind the door.

Wen Chuan pushed open the door and saw that there was no one in the bedroom. As soon as he was about to open his mouth, he put a hard object on his waist.

Blue birch tone cold Sen way, "don't move, hands up!"

Wen Chuan's silent curved lips, very cooperative to do.

She continued to command with satisfaction, "undress."

Wen Chuan's eyes flashed. He was really like a good baby. He began to untie his shirt button slowly.

His delicate clavicle is indistinct, and his black material is matched with his white skin. Under the blurred light, he exudes a kind of wordless temptation.

Gudong -

hearing someone's voice of swallowing saliva, and hearing the smile of Chuan's lips, he took off his coat and exposed his upper body with smooth lines and clear texture. Lan Hua, standing behind him, looked at his broad back and strong waist, and fell into the enemy.

She stretched out her finger and carefully poked his muscle, which felt quite good.

"Lie in bed."

Wen Chuan moves his steps according to his words and lies on the bed obediently.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to continue?"

His hands made an effort to untie the belt. His face showed a lazy and evil smile, and his tone was full of temptation.

Blue birch shakes her head at once! If you take it off again, you will have nosebleed!

She began to do her own psychological construction, can't be confused by beauty, can't forget her purpose!

Lan Hua is holding a small silver pistol in her hand, which she left to defend herself. The bullet has been unloaded in advance.

She walked over step by step, raised her long legs bravely, sat on his waist, fingertips like playing piano, and lingered on his Mermaid line for a while.

Then he gently raised his chin with the tip of the gun. "You know what I'm going to do, wait a minute?"

Wen Chuan straightened up and put his hand around her waist. He licked the tip of his tongue at the corner of her lips and keenly felt her body stiff.

His narrow eyes narrowed, and the smile on his face became more enchanting.

"I know." His voice is very light, with a subtle voice, stirring the heart of blue birch.

Her trough was half empty, and she could only try to keep calm

Wen Chuan murmured, "I am."

After he blurted out, he began to regret it. He found it speechless, as if he said the opposite, MD, what's the matter with him?

However, blue birch died for this word!