72 hours of marriage

Seeing Yun Duo's question, Mu Yifan pursed his lips lightly, "Second Aunt made a move?"

Yun Duo didn't expect that he could know everything, so he hummed softly, "I asked, if they are not in the will, they will rob them. They should have a complete plan. What? Mr. Mu, will there be any question?"

"You don't believe me that much?" Mu Yifan pressed his forehead against hers.

Yun Duo glanced at Mu Yifan lovingly, "She asked me to find a chance to check the will, what should I do next?"

Mu Yifan's hand poked in from the back corner of her clothes, slowly penetrated into her clothes, and walked on her skin as smooth as a shelled egg, bouncing and bouncing, like walking on black and white keys Dancing is average.

"The next step, of course, is to sleep with my wife."

Yun Duo gave him a strange look, and glared at him, avoiding his sloppy hands, "Now we are talking about business, can we not do this for a while."

"Do it first, then get down to business." Mu Yifan stretched out his long arms and pressed his hand against the wall. Thinking of the exciting game in the dressing room in the lounge that day, he really wanted to do it again, it was so memorable.

Yun Duo didn't hide this time, and put his hand into his chest, caressing his uneven scar, and asked very lovingly: "Does it still hurt here? Does it hurt when you press it?"

"With your love, it doesn't hurt."

Yun Duo had nowhere to hide, stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck, kissed his lips, took a breath of hot air into his ear, and said softly: "Let Duoer seduce my husband this time, so that my husband can't extricate himself from it." !"

"it is good."

Yun Duo turned off the chandelier casually, leaving only the wall lamp, the light was dim, and she didn't sleep well, so she used an aromatherapy lamp, making the atmosphere in the room even more ambiguous and suffocating.

The figures overlap.

Lingering.

Mu Yifan was half lying on the sofa, with the clouds covering his body lightly, he unbuttoned his shirt little by little, his slender white fingers lightly slid across his chest, slipped down little by little, and finally hooked up. The edge of his trouser waist, looking down to a mysterious place...

Then playfully branded a kiss.

Mu Yifan was so teased that he couldn't bear it.

Unable to restrain herself, she sat up and pressed her down forcefully, "Little thing, I can't do it anymore, I have to tear you apart today!"

Yun Duo pressed his fingers on his lips: "Speaking of, let me adjust to the limit, it will die so soon. Husband, you are too weak."

"Okay, what other tricks do you have?" Mu Yifan really endured it.

Yun Duo suddenly turned over and sat on his waist.

Her figure is enchanting, like a water snake, charming and charming.

Sway gently.

Mu Yifan snorted, and finally took off her nightgown little by little.

Both hands wantonly ravaged.

Until each other's breathing was extremely heavy, to the point where they couldn't control themselves.

soon.

Mu Yifan stood up, hooked her slender waist, leaned over, eager to get it, and broke in.

Yun Duo grasped his arm tightly, following his madness, covered the clouds together.

Breathing heavily.

The breath is ambiguous.

It wasn't until profusely sweat covered her body that everything seemed to stop.

Mu Yifan closed his eyes and meditated, Yun Duo rested on his arm, thinking about Xu Hongqing, "Honey, you haven't told me, what are you going to do next?"

"Tell her the will."

"How to see through."

"I'll tell you when you finish the court. Now you focus on your case first, don't worry about other things too much." Mu Yifan turned his head sideways, looked at Yun Duo and said.