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When Ye Weilan heard this hoarse and charming voice, his back was numb.

Her clear eyes widened, and she swallowed nervously: "Qi Ye"

Qi Ye's eyes were as dark as night, and the hand that caressed her hair gradually went down, along the thin back, and slowly touched it.

Where his fingers passed, it seemed to bring a burst of electricity, and her body trembled and began to go limp.

"Lan" She heard a bewitching voice in her ears, accompanied by a hot breath, he kissed her ear, with obvious erotic color: "Is it okay?"

Qi Ye would never ask such a question in the past.

Ye Weilan's fingertips trembled and touched his face, and he let out a low "En".

His kisses suddenly became heavier, gnawing at his delicate neck, and one hot kiss after another fell from the bottom to his lips.

The water in the bath rippled in circles, and she suddenly let out a delicate sigh, and he landed one hand on his full chest, and couldn't help but rub it vigorously.

"Lighter" The lazy voice had a charm that could not be ignored, like some kind of catalyst, and the temperature in the air rose again.

Qi Ye's face stained with love was gorgeous and catchy, he found a position, parted his beautiful and slender legs, and stepped forward.

She grabbed his arm with both hands, her eyes reddened from the stimulation of her body being filled, and he was already moving vigorously before she could get used to it.

Sending the tired person to bed, Qi Ye covered her with a quilt and walked out of the room lightly.

The night in the depths of winter was extremely deep, he stood on the balcony, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Yan Shi's number.

"How disgruntled are you, calling and harassing people in the middle of the night"

Qi Ye interrupted his complaint and raised the corners of his lips: "Check out what big names have come to France recently, the other party is a high-powered woman, and she is still single." ”

Although the light of today's eyes is far away, the deep meaning contained in it is very doubtful.

Yan Shi was silent for a second: "You were molested by a woman"

Qi Ye's eyelids twitched.

"I warned you a long time ago, your face is a scourge, it's easy to provoke some messy rotten peach blossoms, poor sister-in-law such a weak girl"

Qi Ye didn't bother to listen to his ramblings: "Warn Ning Yuan and let him not go too far." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone, turned off the phone, and went back to the room to sleep with his wife.

Bustling streets.

Ye Weilan sat in a wheelchair, looking at the beautiful cakes in the cabinet through the transparent glass window.

The snowflake-like cream, inlaid with crystal clear fruits, and the pink and tender rabbit cat, are delicate and cute.

She licked the corners of her lips greedily, and her eyes lit up.

Lilith walked up and down at her feet, looking around waryly.

A young girl dressed in gorgeous clothes, accompanied by many servants, walked over, and stopped in front of her, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Weilan looked at it quietly, he was a nobleman.

"You don't know that only the French royal family can come here" The girl glanced at her contemptuously, her eyes fell on her legs, and sneered: "Still a cripple." ”

Ye Weilan's crystal clear eyes blinked and smiled: "This young lady, I'm not disabled, I'm just temporarily unable to walk." ”

The disgust in the girl's eyes was even stronger: "You know who I am who dares to talk back to me"

Ye Weilan comforted Lilith, who was maliciously stimulated, her mind quickly became active, and she coped perfunctorily: "What do you say, what is that." ”

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