Concubine Ye's mood can be easily lightened by a very wonderful way, the bruises and purple kiss marks on her body were directly regarded by her as a mark of love, two months of hard work finally made her see a little hope, no matter what Su Mohan's reason was, she actually took back the skirt that was given to the big-breasted sister, but it more or less proved that she was one step closer to Mrs. Su's position.

A tall figure was gradually reflected in the corner of the mirror, Su Mohan seemed to be a little impatient to wait, got up from the sofa and walked over, leaned against the door, and looked at her with both hands in his arms.

Concubine Ye quickly adjusted to the battle mode, turned her head and said aggrievedly: "Su Shao, can't you pull the zipper?" ”

Su Mohan stared at her white jade legs, and frowned, why is this skirt so short, almost reaching the root of the thigh.

Concubine Ye rubbed her steps over and turned her back to Su Mohan: "Su Shao, can you help pull the zipper?" ”

Looking at her smooth beautiful back and pale pink lace edges, Su Mohan's eyes darkened, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then she dragged Concubine Ye's waist and put her on the dresser.

"Ahh

There were still traces of water on the cool dressing table, which quickly wet the skirt of the bean paste skirt, Concubine Ye exclaimed, and subconsciously hugged Su Mohan's neck.

"Su Mohan! What are you doing? ”

Listening to her soft and glutinous crying, shouting her name, Su Mohan suddenly found that he fell in love with this feeling, for the first time, he felt that his name was so beautiful, and he felt more satisfied than the cold Su Shao.

"Give me back the skirt."

"What...... What the? Concubine Ye never imagined that this man would say this, and immediately the whole person was a little dumbfounded.

Dignified Su Mohan, even if you give a woman a discounted skirt, you even want her to return it to him?

That's too stingy, isn't it?

"Su Mohan, are you a man!" Concubine Ye protested dissatisfiedly.

"You don't know best." Su Mohan slapped her ass hard, and it was unforgivable for this woman to question his gender again and again.

Looking at the bean paste skirt that was about to be torn, Concubine Ye struggled desperately: "Don't give it!" You said you sent it to me! ”

Su Mohan was still tugging at her skirt, resolutely not planning to let her go out in such a short skirt to attract bees and butterflies.

Between the two of them, the bottles and cans on the dresser were scattered to the ground in an instant, crackling and making a pleasant sound, like a beautiful music.

Somehow, the war gradually escalated, and two hours later, Concubine Ye was paralyzed on the dresser, unable to exert any strength, on the other hand, Su Mohan looked refreshed and complacent, which made people hate it.

Concubine Ye laboriously raised her fluttering legs and kicked Su Mohan's waist: "You go out!" ”

Su Mohan squinted at Concubine Ye, and Concubine Ye suddenly squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Young Master Su, people want to take a bath, can you please move outside first......

Listening to Concubine Ye's words, Su Mohan nodded with satisfaction and walked out.

Concubine Ye slowly got down from the dressing table, stood firm in front of the wall, maybe the ground was too slippery, and her legs were weak, so she took two steps, and Concubine Ye fell directly to the ground.

Su Mohan only heard a muffled sound outside, immediately threw away the remote control in his hand, and suddenly pushed open the door and rushed into the toilet.

After pushing the door in, I saw Concubine Ye, who was dressed in bean paste powder, sitting on the ground, her white little face was full of tears, and the tears the size of beans rolled down one by one.