1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  Don't treat her like a plaything, even if it's cheating, make her not feel her wandering heart.

  He lowered his head, with the corners of his lips wandering around Mu Qingyu's lips and teeth, teasing her, sometimes tenderly, sometimes fiercely.

  After a deep kiss, Leng Yunlin reluctantly let Mu Qingyu go, looked at the woman in his arms, her fair face was still flushed, her small lips were pink and attractive due to the kiss, and she gently stroked her slightly red and swollen lips with her fingertips. Like a plump flower bud, a flower stamen blooms.

  He bent down and kissed Mu Qingyu's forehead lightly, and said softly: "What do you think, how is it here?"

  She raised her head and saw the very familiar Leng Yunlin's signature gentle smile. The green hills in the distance are like the base map of an ink painting. The street lamps lined up on the mountain road, the faint yellow lights, and the stars are projected onto the terrace, forming an illusory and beautiful background, while Leng Yunlin's body and smile form an unusually warm picture.

  Beside the terrace, there are large areas of tree shadows. The breeze blew, and the moonlight was screened into spots of light among the dense branches, dancing on her body.

  Although Yancheng is seriously polluted, it is considered to be an area with good greenery. From behind him, the entire Milky Way can be seen. The starlight all over the sky projected on his body, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens, handsome and tall, handsome like no ordinary person.

   Maybe it was because the night was too enchanting, or maybe the eyes were too gentle, Mu Qingyu seemed to see the doting and tenderness in Leng Yunlin's eyes, so real.

   Is it because it's been too long, no one has looked at her like this? She was actually bewitched, and at that moment, she was attracted by the sudden tenderness towards him.

  Leng Yunlin squinted his phoenix eyes and looked at the little woman in his arms. His face was flushed, his eyes seemed to be stained with drunkenness, his slightly parted lips, his confused and bewildered appearance was a bit like a little hamster gnawing on a fruit, innocent and innocent.

  For some reason, seeing her slightly closed eyes following the fall of her head, she pulled off Mu Qingyu's short skirt with both hands, tore through the barrier, and smoothly stroked Mu Qingyu's jade-like body, then slowly moved down, slid across the white neck, sucking greedily.

  Mu Qingyu was a little confused, leaning weakly against the hard table under her body, her hands tightly grasping Leng Yunlin's clothes for support. She was unable to push Leng Yunlin away, and even felt hot all over because of Leng Yunlin. His lips, tongue, and rough palms seemed to have a scorching heat, causing her to tremble slightly.

  Occasionally, when I raised my eyes, I saw that in his eyes, there were thick and unclear emotions mixed in the darkness, which made Mu Qingyu want to retreat for a while, but Leng Yunlin firmly held Mu Qingyu's hand, and slowly fell along his body: "Baby, look at me—now it's me—"

  His tone was low and hoarse, like a cup of rich cappuccino, a bit bitter but more sweet.

  She blinked, but hadn't responded yet. His fiery heat had already touched her softness, with a powerful gentleness.

  The mountain wind blows, and the shadows of the trees sway. The river in the distance exudes the leisurely fragrance of lotus.

   Blowing messed up her hair, a few strands covered her face. Leng Yunlin would even stop and gently push her messy hair back behind her ears.