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Ye Weilan opened the dress box and took out a purple long skirt.

Qi Ye wrapped her waist from behind, and her tone was ambiguous: "Do you want me to help you change?"

"Is it too late for me to kick you out now?"

"Naturally, it's too late." Qi Ye smiled lowly, flipped her body over, and grabbed her soft lips domineeringly.

With one hand, he slowly unzipped her dress.

The premise of changing clothes is to take off your clothes

The white woolen sweater will not fade, Qi Ye has no patience, holding the soft chest through the thin clothes, the strength is a little strong.

Ye Weilan frowned and gasped slightly: "Lighter"

His watery lips kissed the corners of her lips, and went down her delicate jaw, gently gnawing at the slender snow neck, her clothes half-faded, and the beautiful scene on her chest loomed.

Qi Ye's eyes were red, he turned around and sat on the sofa, half-hugged and half-hugged the person between his legs, and lowered his head to explore the honey.

"Don't kiss there" She didn't forget that the dress was bare-chested, leaving traces that she wouldn't be able to see people later.

Qi Ye turned a deaf ear, his strength was more ruthless, and his voice was sexy and hoarse: "A piece of clothing is more important than me"

Ye Weilan was instantly blocked and speechless.

She thought he would make a little fuss for a while, but when her underwear was torn and thrown to the ground, her confused mind didn't forget to ask worriedly: "What will you wear later?"

What answered her was Qi Meiren's intensified kiss.

She lay half naked in the crook of his arm, and Qi Ye was impatient, tore the rest of her clothes, and sank in.

The rough at first still made her uncomfortable, and after slowly getting used to it, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly, Ye Weilan's snow-white arms wrapped around his neck, and his long hair was scattered on his thin back, which was even more attractive.

She was naked, and his clothes were mostly intact

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After a hearty affair, she lay on his shoulder, softened into a pool of water.

"Qi Ye" soft voice with a laziness after lust: "What am I wearing"

Qi Ye's slender fingers brushed her sweaty black hair aside, revealing her white and flawless back, and he casually pulled the sheet over and wrapped his wife: "I'll go find clothes for you." ”

"Don't go far," Ye Weilan grabbed his wrist with both hands: "I'm afraid." ”

She was undressed, alone in her room, and insecure.

Qi Ye simply didn't go out, and made a phone call to ask someone to send the clothes over.

Ye Weilan's thin white fingers stroked his gorgeous eyebrows: "Come, beauty, laugh one"

Qi Ye's dark eyes have not completely faded, and he seems to be smiling: "I still want it"

Miss Ye hurriedly shook her head: "I won't be able to stand up again, husband"

Usually, she calls her husband to mean that she has something to ask for.

Qi Ye responded to her requests, but she spoke naked in such a delicate and soft tone, which added a layer of temptation.

Qi Ye rarely stopped after doing it once, and then the evil fire began to rise again, just thinking that there was still something to do tonight, and the urge to pounce on her again was forced.

He raised the corners of his lips: "Orange, that dead girl dares to prepare such a revealing dress for you, and she will be sent to Africa tomorrow"

Ye Weilan: ""

Dare to be affectionate, this is the main reason why he tore her clothes.

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