Chapter 2785 Throw the Little Green Glaze on the Bed

The two sentences that Yun Yi said sounded like a corporate boss who was over half a century old, with wicked eyebrows, crooked melons and jujubes, who was not as tall as a blue glaze, but relied on his wealth and power to bluntly say that he wanted to start a house with a young girl. boss.

That kind of Mediterranean bald-headed, beer-bellied boss who obviously shouldn't be doing what he should do in his age group, but relies on his wealth and power to force women from good families to submit.

But when these words came out of Yun Yi's mouth, the taste changed.

It felt like it should.

Although Qingyou watched Huluwa every day, she naturally understood the meaning of what Yun Yi said. Her cheeks blushed, and she pushed Yun Yi away with her hand, and walked out of the kitchen with her mouth pouted:

"No! Then I will ask Sister Jian for another bottle of red wine. It's only a small sip. I don't care too much!"

It was just now that he said this, Yun Yi's evil expression did not change at all, he directly picked up the red wine bottle, swallowed the last big sip of red wine left in the red wine bottle, and put it in his mouth.

Yun Yi never drank red wine.

Qingyou was still walking in the direction of her room, the corners of her mouth were slightly pouting, and she looked cute and attractive.

Yun Yi took three big strides to catch up with Qingyou, he came to Qingyou, and at the same moment that his hand was attached to the back of Qingyou's head, his head also fell down.

With a deep kiss, all the red wine in his mouth was transferred to her mouth.

 …

This deep kiss made Qingyou feel ashamed and ashamed.

After she let go, Qingyou blushed, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, jumped up and patted Yun Yi, and ran back to her bedroom.

He also locked the bedroom door.

Hmph, just don't let him in!

bad guy!

In the bedroom, thinking of Yun Yi feeding herself red wine in this way, Qingyou lowered her head again.

Putting her hands on her cheeks and patting them lightly twice, Qingyou planned to wait for Yunyi to leave her house before leaving the bedroom door.

So shy, so shy!

"Little Qingyou, open the door." Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the bedroom, Yun Yi's magnetic voice came from outside the door.

There was a bit of bad intentions in the voice.

"Well... I'm not feeling well today. You can help me take out the trash in the living room and go home. I'll go find you tomorrow, and then we'll go to the movies together..."

Qingyou rolled her big eyeballs, her eyes flickered, and the lying words came out of Qingyou's mouth, and what she said was not so accurate.

Qingyou and Yunyi have been in love for almost six years.

There is nothing more intimate than hugging and touching.

But Qingyou could already feel Yunyi's eagerness to move.

"Where is it uncomfortable? I'll show you." Yun Yi waited for Qingyou to finish speaking, then spoke again, unwilling to let go.

"Ah, there's no need for that, I'll just sleep on it." Qingyou attached herself to the door, listening to the sound of Yun Yi's leaving footsteps outside the door.

Who would have thought that just when Qingyou put all her strength on the door to see if Yun Yi outside the door had left, the door was suddenly opened by prying the lock open.

Qingyou's center of gravity was on the door, and the door was suddenly opened, and she fell out of the door.

At this moment, Yun Yi caught Qingyou in time, and hugged the little liar Qingyou in his arms. He couldn't hold back, and hooked Gou Qingyou's nose, and Gou Xiehu smiled at Qingyou:

"It seems that my little Qingyang is indeed 'discomfort'. Don't be afraid, I specialize in treating all kinds of physical discomforts. It only takes a few hours to ensure that my little Qingyang is running around again."

As he spoke, he squatted down halfway, and with the other hand, he directly held Qinghuang horizontally and walked into the bedroom.

With a kick on his heel, he closed the door.

Ren strode two steps towards the big bed, threw the blue glaze onto the bed, and Yun Yi also pressed on it...()

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