Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

After all the eyesores were gone, Mu Chenyin did not immediately stand up. Instead, she looked like she had given up resistance and lay flat on her back with her eyes closed, shouting righteously:

"If I don't go to hell, who will? Brother Wanfeng, come on! You don't have to be merciful to me! Please, rub me hard!"

As soon as these words came out, several figures in black who were still unwilling to give up in the darkness outside the door swayed and almost fell to the ground. Seeing that His Highness had resigned himself to it, the overall situation had been decided, and they decided to leave. One by one, they I can only hold my hand with the money bag that I can't keep, and leave with a sad face.

Xiao Wanfeng was not willing to let her stay on the ground. The next second Mu Chenyin fell on the soft big bed. Xiao Wanfeng pressed on her, his hot breath sprayed in her ears, and he stared closely into her eyes. There was a hint of hoarseness in the voice,

"Ali, are you serious?"

Mu Chenyin blinked, "Of course I'm serious, I'm lying flat on my back, can I still deceive brother Wanfeng?"

After saying that, she curled her lips unhappily, "I finally mustered up the courage and decided to let Brother Wanfeng do it for once. How could Brother Wanfeng doubt my sincerity? Can't there be more trust between people? "

As she spoke, a trace of distrustful grievance appeared on her face, her red lips were slightly bitten, and her eyes were wet and red.

"Be good, brother Wanfeng doesn't believe you."

Xiao Wanfeng kissed the corner of her mouth. He was a little suspicious that she was showing weakness on purpose so that he could relax his vigilance. But when he saw her seductive look with wet red eyes, his remaining sanity immediately flew away.

His Adam's apple couldn't help but move, and he just wanted to lock her tightly in his arms, and then toss and toss her and bully her harshly, watching her cry until her eyes were red, and she was begging for mercy in a touching way.

Imagination is not as good as action. The next second, their wedding clothes were thrown to the ground by him.

Xiao Wanfeng leaned over again, his movements obviously filled with impatience.

Mu Chenyin's tender white fingers pressed against his chest, and then slowly slid to his waist. There was a hint of seductive temptation in the corners of her slightly raised eyes, "I'll help Brother Wanfeng take off his pants."

"Ali……"

Xiao Wanfeng felt as if his body was on fire, especially where her fingers scratched. Sparks were flying, numbing and hot, and the area was painfully swollen.

He couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head to kiss her lips, their tongues intertwined with each other, passionately and affectionately.

But just when he was about to make his next move, his whole body suddenly froze, and his indescribable parts also froze.

"Mu Chenyin!!!"

Xiao Wanfeng blushed and gritted his teeth as he looked at someone with a successful look on his face, feeling angry and amused at the same time.

He was careless and fell into her beauty trap again.

Mu Chenyin turned over triumphantly, and their positions were instantly reversed. She gently lifted his chin and said four words with a victor's attitude, "A soldier never tires of deceit!"

As she said that, she slowly slid her hand towards his Adam's apple and squeezed it deliberately, causing his body to tremble, his Adam's apple to roll, and his eyes to grow hotter.

"How can I live up to the beauty of the red candle and the beauty of the city? A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. My wife is my master, so I will love and love my little husband..."

The red curtain fell, covering a charming room.

In order to prevent Xiao Wanfeng from suddenly opening his acupuncture points, Mu Chenyin also pricked him with a needle, and then he could eat him clean with confidence.