Chapter 549

Under the quiet and soft light, Yuxuan's cheeks were flushed and radiant. He lay quietly under him, as if he belonged to him from beginning to end.

Gently bend over, kiss her lips like a dragonfly, and then hug her tightly to make the kiss strong and deep.

The flame of the lower abdomen burns in such ambiguity and lingering.

Yuxuan shrunk her shoulders and said she was tired.

He smiled.

There are still a few hours before dawn. During this period, they wake up, half asleep and half awake, full of lingering.

Yuxuan only felt that the hot kiss had been spreading, and the diffuse spring tide surged up and faded.

After several times, she couldn't stand it. She whispered under him with a trace of desire.

When there was a glimmer of light in the sky by the window, Li Beichen kissed her and reached the heat in the past.

She twisted tightly, and the broken whining lit the night again.

It's getting brighter.

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Early in the morning, Wu Ma was busy in the kitchen.

On the slightly noisy pan, two double heart poached eggs are emitting fragrance.

When Yuxuan got close, his face was hot and his heart was hot.

Wu Ma's observation of words and colors was deeply influenced by Yuxuan.

Taking back his sight, shuimou looked at the man with overlapping long legs on the sofa.

Li Beichen was dressed in white and light gray household clothes. He was tall and straight, with a proud temperament. His long fingers with distinct bones flipped through the financial news.

Habits are hard to change.

And she enjoyed the morning.

He reads the newspaper and she reads him.

Aware that Yuxuan's eyes had been falling on him, his dark and deep eyes were like waves, and Yingting's eyebrows were picked.

"Haven't you seen enough?"

"Yes." Her double eyelids are very deep, her lining eyes are very big and flexible, "never tire of seeing."

The ending is lingering.

Li Beichen paused with his long fingers, put down his overlapping legs gracefully, then closed the newspaper and put it on the tea table.

Lifting his eyes, he couldn't help staring at Yuxuan.

The light of the rising sun poured on her slender figure through the French window.

Messy long hair is filled with furry warmth.

Time seems to have frozen.

She leaned half against the railing of the stairs.

He looked at her.

It seems that even the scorching sun at the end of August has become gentle.

Wu Ma rubbed her apron, poked half her head out of the kitchen and shouted that she had breakfast. Yuxuan turned to carry the fried poached eggs.

Mature male hormones are close.

The slender white hand stretched out from behind and grabbed Yuxuan.

The temperature of the palm ironing fell on her waist.

This hand is white and strong, with clear knuckles, slender and neat.

His warm breath splashed on Yuxuan's hair room. He asked, "are you going out today?"

"Yes."

Listening to her answer, Li Beichen's dark eyes were like a deep pool without waves for thousands of years, a little difficult to observe, and then returned to peace.

"OK, come back early."

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After watching Maybach slowly drive away from Jianlan mountain, Yuxuan simply dressed up, dressed more casually and comfortably, and rushed to the appointed place.

Everything is normal.

But her right eyelid began to jump in the morning.

It is said that the left eye jumps into wealth and the right eye jumps into disaster. I don't know whether it is true or false.

He rubbed hard, but he was still jumping.

What really gets things off track is a strange call.

Li Shiqi.

Li Beiming and Liu Min are teenage daughters.

"Little aunt... Little aunt is me..."

"Qiqi?" The green light is just on. Ferrari starts to cross the intersection.

"It's me, little aunt. Do you have time now? I want to see you, see you..."

Her words were confused and her voice was very low, like a mess.

Yuxuan's heart immediately lifted up: "if you have something to say slowly, I'm listening."

"I'm so scared. I want to leave here... Come and help me, help me..."