It used to be a joke, but now it is.

Even she thought it funny.

"I don't have the elegance to appreciate this kind of play, Miss Huayan."

Yin Lang put down his folded legs, and his breath began to be cold.

Huawan lowers his head and looks at him for two seconds. A pair of beautiful eyes suddenly flash across a dark awn.

"What can Mr. Yin do for me?"

Hua Wan's tone has changed. You don't have to listen carefully. You can hear the difference. It's a kind of hint. It's clearly with hook.

Yin Lang looked up at her, slightly pale face, still beautiful.

She is looking down at him, delicate eyebrows, with love, with a smile, just tired and full of ironic eyes, at the moment, in front of him disguised as a different style.

This woman is really seducing him

"It seems that miss Huawan needs company tonight."

Yin Lang still spoke faintly, and the shallow irony and acquiescence in his tone made Hua Wan's heart rise a bit of courage.

She took a few steps towards Yin Lang and stood in front of him, very close to her. The wedding dress skirt was on his knee.

"Well, can Mr. Yin accompany me tonight?"

Yin Lang stretched out his hand and gently stroked the white silk yarn on his knee. After a long time, he casually raised his head, looked at the flower night, gently hooked his thin lips, showing a very charming smile.

"Naturally."

Huawan looks at Yan Lang's handsome face, slightly lost his mind. At the moment, Yan Lang's hand has slipped from her wedding dress skirt to her waist, and behind the wedding dress, there is a V-shaped open collar, until the waist socket.

His hand, however, had already bypassed her predecessor and directly covered it.

Huawan's pale face seemed to be even paler at the moment when he touched her skin. However, it was only a moment, and she changed into the enchanting and gorgeous expression again. She restrained her crazy heart and stood there quietly.

"Mr. Yin is waiting for me here, isn't he just trying to comfort me?"

Huawan suppresses her voice, tries not to make it tremble, but also looks more enchanting and charming, and the big hand on her waist, hot covering her waist, gently rotating.

"It could be..."

Yin Lang said ambiguously, pressed her waist hand with a force, and pushed Yuan Yao onto the sofa.

Yuan Yao was dizzy for a while. She just held her breath and vomited out at this moment. Her heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

"How do you want me to accompany you?"

Yan Lang's clear breath enveloped her. Hua Wan took a quick breath, reached up to Yan Lang's shoulder, and slowly hooked his neck, with a charming smile. He leaned slightly close to his lips and breathed like orchid.

"Mr. Yin can accompany me as much as he likes..."

Yan Lang's eyes darkened, "happy?"

He seems to be confused, but in the voice of the moment, slightly a pressure on the body, then hold the late lips.

Hua Wan was caught off guard and hummed softly, but Yin Lang didn't give her any room to think at all. She was kissing like a storm, all the way deep and overbearing

Yuanyao has a moment of trance, familiar breath, familiar kiss, really looking at the man in front of her, yuanyao has been in the camera and some convergence of emotion in this moment is not hidden.

Xia Mingxiu felt that his arms around his neck were no longer stiff, and at the same time, his kisses became active, cooperating with him and pestering him.