(Maopu Chinese) Yunshan Poetry, this villa garden has not yet been sold to the public.

And Mu Yazhe's villa manor, undoubtedly, is the king of this real estate, and the classical garden-style design is very beautiful.

Xiao Yichen is here for the first time, so as soon as he stepped into the villa, his little face was full of exclamation, don't pull Youyou to visit everywhere.

Youyou was unwilling, thinking about Yun Shishi in his heart, but he couldn't stand Xiao Yichen's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he handed the cooked porridge to Mu Yazhe.

"This is the porridge I made for Mommy, I must feed Mommy myself!"

After speaking, he was dragged to the back garden by Xiao Yichen.

In the bedroom, there is only an extremely dim wall lamp.

Yun Shishi lay quietly on the sofa, the huge bed, but she curled herself up into a small ball, hugging the pillow, breathing shallow and soft.

She seemed so tired that she slept so deeply that she didn't even notice it when he approached her.

She seems to have woken up and changed into a snow-white cotton wool sweater, the simple style is a little loose, but the more she is lined up, the more slender and petite she is.

Curled up in the corner of the bed, it looks like a fluffy Persian cat, especially cute and caressing.

The light sleep of the face is still stunningly beautiful. The fair and smooth skin seems to be broken with a snap of a finger, and then look at the thin blue smoke-colored willow eyebrows, like a self-made outline, the eyes are gently closed, the thick and long curly eyelashes tremble slightly, so at a glance, the whole small face is like a carefully depicted ink painting.

Especially against the backdrop of this retro-colored light, it looks even more beautiful!

One side of the bed sank slightly.

Mu Yazhe sat down and looked down at her, at this moment, with even breathing, her shoulders rose and fell slightly.

In the dim light and shadow, look at the small mouth slightly opened and closed, although there is no lip embellishment, the lip flap is extremely moist, red and cute, as if dreaming of something, unconsciously pursed, such a casual small action, but quite demagogic, as if silently inviting something.

Before coming back, Shicai was withdrawn from Vanity Fair, and experienced a dispute and competition between interests, and he was in a bad mood.

However, seeing this woman eased the tense and low emotion on his face slightly, at least he didn't feel so irritable anymore!

Stretching out his hand, his slender fingers gently caressed her lips, the cold fingertips traced along her red lip line, and the warmth from his fingertips made his heart move, and he was so provoked by her desire/desire!

If there is a small mouth that seems to be open without a trace, people can't wait to take a bite and taste the sweet taste.

In fact, he did just that, and he did!

Mu Yazhe slowly lowered his head, held the pretty and tender face with his big palm, and accurately held the lips, and licked/moistened her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Before she knew it, it invaded her lips and swept the sweet maze at will.

A fragrant fragrance, so beautiful that he couldn't help himself!

The beautiful snort is so intimate that it can't be overstated. In the dream, she also seemed to notice his aggressive movements, and muttered in dissatisfaction.

This sound, but he almost couldn't control himself! For a moment, the lower abdomen tightened, and that place was as hot as iron! Cat flutter Chinese