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"Hearing M's words, the warm air was so warm that it almost made him cry." Lower. Liu! None. Shame! Colour. "Wolf!" Warmth cursed in a bad mood.

Ignoring her invective, he reached for her hand and slowly moved it to his mask.

Warmth wanted to move her hand away, but when the warmth of the mask came from her fingertip, her hand seemed to be disobedient to him. She had unexpectedly taken off the mask on his face.

When her gaze fell upon the handsome face beneath the mask, her eyes widened in shock. She stared at him with an expression of utter disbelief. The man on top of her, it took her a long time before she finally exclaimed in a low voice, "Yi …" Ei... Yi Hao?! " He's an M?! Ihao was an M?! How is this possible?

"Wife …" At the sight of her amazement, the look in Iggy's eyes became gentler and gentler. His pitch-black pupils were like an invincible whirlpool, sucking him in and making him unable to leave.

Who's your wife?" Warmth shouted in exasperation. He … Mom. This time, she was greatly humiliated. She actually wanted to use beauty. She had snuck into the dark to look for evidence, but who knew that the boss of the dark night was her ex-husband? AHH! If she had known it would turn out like this, she would have gone straight for her face. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so embarrassed right now! *

No wonder he had directly taken her to the car without asking and then directly brought her back to the dark night. No wonder he even said some weird things. No wonder!

Thinking of this, the warmth in her heart became even more embarrassed.

But she didn't seem so scared now that she knew M was Iggy. After all, she knew he wouldn't kill her.

"If you are not my wife, then whose wife is it?" Ihao suddenly said with a grin.

Hearing this, Warmth rolled his eyes. In any case, her identity had already been exposed. Although she had never hidden herself in front of him, she no longer had to pretend.

"Ihao, get off me! I'll give you three seconds, or you'll face the consequences!" Warmth roared through gritted teeth, his eyes red with rage.

However, Ihao didn't care at all. Not only did he not listen to her, he even lowered his head and kissed her again. He pulled her lips, his hand, restlessly. Turn on a warm nightgown.

"Ihao, you bastard!" When she felt Ihao's movements, the sound came from her throat. If she wasn't unable to move, she would have kicked the damn pervert out of bed.

Since he didn't want her back then, then what was he trying to do now that he was pestering her?

He kissed the warmth of his lips. He was completely confused, and all the rationality and consciousness in his mind was completely consumed by desire. Gazing at the annihilation, the only thought in his mind was to want her, to want to take her, to want to take her …

"Ihao!" Warmth roared out from the crack.

He smiled and let go of her hand. He threw her robe on the carpet under the bed, and it landed feverishly on her neck and round shoulders.

His hands gained a bit of freedom. So, although she was exhausted, she tried her best to push him away. However, just as she tried to push him away, he suddenly sat up and took off his bathrobe.

Warmth saw this, and raised his leg to kick him hard, knocking him away from her body. Warmth quickly flipped over and tried to jump out of the bed, but when she turned over and got up, she found that she did not have any strength left in her body. She started to get up again, but Ihao's tall body was already pressing down on her again.

His back, which was not wearing anything at all, suddenly exploded. It felt cool to be exposed to the air, but when he pressed down, and his chest pressed against her back, the heat made her shiver.

She could clearly feel the texture of his muscles, hard and full, absolutely male, but she was afraid of him, afraid of what would happen next.

"Wife, you're a bad thing. You actually like to be so arrogant. If you like the wild posture, we'll do it this way! " He reached out and pulled the warm little face to his lips, kissing them in a domineering way. A hot breath.

Hearing this, Warmth rolled his eyes. She had to admire this man, he could say anything he wanted, and anything he wanted to talk about. In these three years, she had seen all kinds of men, all kinds of men, but she had never seen anyone as perverted as him. She had seen shameless people, but she had never seen such a shameless person. I've seen nothing. Shame. Lower. stream. Lust. It was shameful, but she had never seen him so helpless. Shame. Lower. Flowing!

She swore, "Ihao, don't touch me! I hate you enough. Do you want me to hate you more? "

Hearing the warm words, Ihao stopped in his tracks, but he did not intend to stop. He didn't want to stop. He couldn't stop now, ever since he knew she wasn't dead.

No matter what would happen in the future, he would treat this woman well and would do everything in his power to treat her well. As long as this woman wanted him, even if it was his life, he was willing to give it to her.

"Wife, I want you! Give it to me, will you? " At the same time, he had already found a way out. Just as he went in a little bit, Ye Zichen shouted loudly, "Don't! No, go in. Why don't we change our positions? I can't do that! "