Si Yiyan suddenly whispered in her ear: "If you don't say anything, I will only agree to you!" ”

The hot and humid breath slowly burned her skin, and she felt that small pimples were scrambling all over her body, and she couldn't help but shiver, and her whole body trembled sensitively.

She suddenly thought that in the president's romance novels now, the most frequent sentence appears: Say no, you see...... Your body reacts much more honestly than your mouth!!

She was suddenly embarrassed, and she was struck hard by herself.

Suddenly, she could understand the essence of this sentence, her body was more keenly remembered by his smell and body temperature than her brain, and there was no way to resist his touch, and her body seemed to automatically remember every lingering affection, engraved to the bone marrow and soul.

Si Yiyan looked at her fixedly with his shirt.

Wen Wenya took the shirt with his burning gaze, and muttered a little unconvinced: "I know how to bully people." ”

Si Yiyan hugged her, sucked her ear into her mouth with a roll of her tongue, and sucked heavily: "I bullied you? ”

Wen Wenya's body trembled, and she hurriedly begged for mercy: "I like you to bully." ”

Si Yiyan's eyes became deeper, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was dyed with thin charm: "Like me bullying you?" ”

Before Wen Wenya could react, the whole person was spinning for a while, and then her body sank into the soft fur bed, and the whole person was like falling into the clouds, and then Si Yiyan's body overturned.

Si Yiyan opened her mouth to bite the button of her clothes, and deftly unbuttoned her corset, the white printed corset set off her delicate and delicious softness like a peach, white and gorgeous, enchanting and full.

He pushed her corset open, opened his mouth and took the berry on her chest: "Like me to [bully] you like this? ”

Wen Wen Yayu fell into the clouds and mist of Wushan, and he didn't know which sentence he said that triggered his "sexual interest".

Si Yiyan's fingers gently probed between her legs, gently bit her ears, and said in a low voice: "Or [bully] you like this?" ”

"Whew!" Wen Wenya's cheeks were hot, she buried her face in the sheets, her body was tightly curled, and she whimpered quietly.

She began to suspect again that Si Yiyan was not an innocent virgin before, but actually a flirtatious saint who had read all the wind and moon, and she felt ashamed when she thought that she had lost her armor and defeated him countless times under his fingers.

Woo, this man's massage technique is terrifying, and finger flirting is also terrifying.

Si Yiyan looked down at her, curling between the soft futons, like a budding jade qiong flower, blooming bewitching little by little under his hands, her beauty at this time is the most beautiful.

"Don't, you promised not to make other people's ......" Wen Wenya protested in a low voice.

"Hmmm! I'm meeting your needs. Si Yiyan replied confidently.

"I don't have a need for that right now!" Playing with her body like this is simply a big villain, and she feels that she should show that she has a lot of backbone at this time and push him away......

Then Si Yiyan said an extremely obscene word in her ear.

It is a sentence that appears 100% of the frequency of the president's romance novels: duplicitous goblins are so wet!

Wen Wenya felt that she could find a hole in the ground, and now was the time to stretch out her hand to show her backbone, so she reached out and pushed her hands towards his chest.

Then her body contracted suddenly, and her whole body was swept away by the sharp and majestic emptiness, and she melted into a person as if she was drowning, and her hands were tightly wrapped around her neck.

After calming down, Wen Wenya felt that she could hit the wall, and rolled on the bed, feeling ashamed and indignant, too useless, too spineless......

Si Yiyan took the shirt that she had just crumpled, handed it to her, and said, "Help me put it on." ”

Looking at her gaze with a sense of intimidation, her tone was also strong that could not be refused.

"Badass!" Wen Wenya thought of the spring tide [disaster] caused by the shirt incident before, and didn't dare to have any more objections, so she obediently reached out and took the shirt.

Si Yiyan's eyes flashed with a smile.

Wen Wenya stared at the eyes, thin but strong and powerful, perfect lines, and the male body and soul with hidden strength, the four words of beauty and food jumped into her mind, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and couldn't help but slander in her heart: A man has such a good-looking figure, this is the rhythm of the people who want to bring disaster to the country!

However, as long as she thought that such a perfect man belonged to her, she couldn't help but feel proud.

She stared at Si Yiyan's body with fiery eyes, completely forgetting how to write the word shy, and her hungry eyes were easily reminiscent of the three words "female ruthless".

Her fiery expression pleased Si Yiyan.

"This is a special number shirt, I heard that this number is very picky, and I don't know if it fits?" Wen Wenya was very excited, and she suddenly felt happy when she thought that the shirt she bought with her own hands was going to be worn on his body.

Si Yiyan's smile deepened: "I look at you!" ”

Wen Wenya half-knelt on his bed and put on his shirt for him.

Si Yiyan looked at her slender white fingers, twisting the gray-white buttons and focusing seriously, as if she was doing something terrible, buttoning them one by one, and some extremely soft feelings were transmitted to him from her fingertips, all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Just a few fingers made his entire army fall like a mountain.

What it was, he thought he already knew.

The shirt was worn on his body, as if it was tailor-made, and the color of carbon gray was worn on his body, so that he exuded a kind of elegant and noble, like a poem, a word like a snowy moon and wind flowers, showing the quiet gorgeousness.

Wen Wenya was stunned: "I didn't expect it to be really suitable." ”

Wen Wenya suddenly thought that when she bought clothes in the CC store before, the knowledge of men's body proportions that Miss Jiang popularized to her couldn't help but feel hot in her heart.

Number 7! It is the best body proportion for men, rocky and beautiful, the style is particularly showy, like a pine wind down, and the abyss is mountainous!

No. 7, he is not strong and fit, but he is thin and strong, sharp but not exposed!

No. 7, he is not a standard proportion, but he is elegant and deep, and his tough bones are hidden!

No. 7, he is not muscular, but every inch of flesh and skin in his body seems to have hidden strength after being tempered by thousands of tempers!

Si Yiyan kissed her: "Your vision is so good." ”

I never measured his body, but the clothes I bought for him were as if they were tailor-made.

"It's beautiful." Wen Wenya looked at him carefully, looking at the shirt that had been ironed flat, which had become wrinkled at this time, and then she thought that when she was teased by Si Yiyan, she seemed to have been holding something suspected of being a sheet, and it was actually this shirt......

Obviously, it looks like an elegant and noble shirt, because the folds on it seem to be dyed with an ambiguous color, which makes people think about it.

Si Yiyan couldn't help but kiss her again.