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Seeing Makoto like this, Wei Lan suddenly felt a little distressed. This feeling is very similar...

She picked up some dishes that Ma Cangcheng loves to serve with chopsticks, put them in Ma Cangcheng's bowl, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "Ma Cangqian... Since you like to eat, then eat more, don't think too much about it. After marrying a wife Naturally, someone will cook for you."

Asakang Makoto looked at the dishes in the bowl in silence for a while, then raised his head with a childish smile, "I want Weilan sauce to feed me."

Wei Lan blushed with anger at Makoto Makoto's overreaching as a matter of course.

"Sincere!"

But Makoto still looked at Wei Lan with that innocent and flat face, with a hint of longing in his eyes.

Wei Lan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, but she still forced herself to be calm. She picked up the dish and brought it to Ma Cang Cheng's mouth, muttering dissatisfiedly, "How could Senior Ma Cang act like a child."

Asakang Makoto opened his mouth and put the blue chopsticks in his mouth and allowed to suck for a moment before letting go.

Then he picked up the vegetables and brought them in front of Wei Lan, "Wei Lan Sauce, you want to eat too."

"Senior Ma Cang, don't make trouble anymore! Why is Senior Ma Cang acting like a child today?" Wei Lan couldn't help asking.

"Wei Lan sauce, eat quickly, or I'll feed you with my mouth~" Makoto Makoto, still holding his chopsticks, smiled brightly, looking straight at Wei Lan.

Wei Lan didn't dare to refuse to open her mouth to bite down on the dish, chewed and swallowed before saying, "Senior Ma Cang, it's just this one time, next time you can't be willful."

"Ah... what a pity." Then she gently held the chopstick bitten by Wei Lan with her thin lips, and licked it with her tongue.

After dinner, Ma Cangcheng naturally would not take the initiative to clean up the dishes. He leaned against the wall and looked at Wei Lan who was doing the dishes, feeling a sense of stability in his heart.

When Wei Lan was almost finished, Asakang Cheng hugged Wei Lan's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and neck, "Wei Lan sauce, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter? Senior Ma Cang." He still called out unconsciously.

"Can you play my wife during this time when no one is around?" Makoto Makoto's voice was a little low and dull, but it still couldn't conceal his sex appeal.

"Eh?"

"If it's Wei Lan Jiang, she must be a good wife and mother, right? Play my wife, I won't do anything about husband and wife to you." Makoto Makoto hugged the man who was stunned in his arms tightly, lips on the lips She pressed a kiss lightly on her white neck, pious and peaceful.

"Senior Asakura...do you have any difficulties, Senior Asakura?"

"No, just wanted you to help me with this, during this time, in private. Please."

Asakang Makoto took Wei Lan's hand and went for a walk in the garden, then walked to the door of the bedroom, "Wei Lan sauce and I will watch a movie together, just like a couple."

"Eh? The cinema is closed now."

"I have a home theater in my bedroom, don't worry, I won't take the opportunity to do anything to you." Makoto Makoto reached out and rubbed her head.

"Ah, that...well, I can only watch one episode, and we'll be filming tomorrow." Wei Lan hesitated, but still agreed.

...

Asakang Makoto's bedroom is very big, larger than the bedroom in Weilan's apartment. Of course, this is normal. He led Weilan to the sofa and sat down, picked out an old classic movie and played it.

For the classics, Weilan will not refuse, no matter how many times you watch them, you will have different tastes.

Asakang Makoto turned his head sideways to look at the blue immersed in the film world under the dim light, stretched out his arms to hug her, and buried himself in her arms.

"Senior Ma Cang! Why are you here again!" Awakened from the movie by Ma Cangcheng's movements, Wei Lan struggled lightly angrily.

"Ala~ Weilan sauce is so stingy, obviously these are normal behaviors between husband and wife or lovers, right? I didn't really do anything to Weilan sauce, did I?" After finishing speaking, Makoto threw Weilan down on the sofa Go up, lightly pressed up, and stroked Wei Lan's lips with his fingers, "Isn't Wei Lan Jiang the most dedicated actor? Can't even do this now?"

"But... But, it's not acting now."

"It's because I'm not acting that I treat Wei Lan like this." He put his lips to Wei Lan's ears, and the breath he exhaled moistened Wei Lan's cheeks.

"Ma...Senior Ma Cang, please don't do strange things!" Wei Lan blushed and wanted to save her sensitive ears.

Asakang Makoto smiled lowly next to Wei Lan's ear, and bit it lightly, "Wei Lan sauce, so cute. I like you even more~"

He lingered on the corners of Azure's lips with a kiss, and then stretched out his hands to press the hands that kept pushing him down on the top of Azure's head. His legs pressed against Azure's legs, and he easily pried open Azure's teeth, sucking with his fiery tongue. Body fluid in Azure's mouth.

"Senior Ma Cang... Um~ don't... like this..." Wei Lan struggled to save her tongue and turned her head to prevent him from continuing. Unexpectedly, Ma Cang followed her movements and dedicated the kiss to her boobs carefully. Neck, delicate collarbone, but nothing more outrageous.

When Ma Cangcheng licked her enough, he put his head in her arms and hugged her quietly.

Wei Lan was a little angry, her voice was dull, "Didn't Senior Ma Cang say he wouldn't do anything?"

"I didn't do anything to you. These are not out of line, right? We can do it when we audition, but now I ask you to play my wife, can't it?" Makoto Makoto put his hands on the blue On both sides of the head, looking down at her red and swollen lips from his own kiss.

"Senior Ma Cang, if you want to play this game, can you find someone else? I..."

Before Wei Lan finished speaking, Asakang Makoto interrupted her, "I made this request because it was Wei Lan Sauce, and you also agreed, Wei Lan Sauce. Do you regret it now?"

He rested his head on Wei Lan's forehead, and said sincerely and sincerely, "This is not a game."

Makoto Makoto's disheveled bangs stick to Wei Lan's forehead, blocking Wei Lan's eyes and disturbing Wei Lan's heart.

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