"I want oil painting!"

Zhou Zimo's face looked ugly, and he spoke with a jealousy: "You can paint a portrait of the servants, why can't you give me it?"

He was waiting for her to draw a picture for him as a gift.

She didn't move for a few days. He asked the maid to make a clear hint, but she was indifferent.

He cursed to ask her for it, and she agreed happily. He was happy for a day and was playing tricks on him for a long time.

She lay lazily on the bed, her eyes filled with autumn waves, and looked at him charmingly and said softly: "Because I hate you! Isn't it obvious enough? Don't mess around anymore, I won't draw it for you!"

Zhou Zimo lowered his eyes, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes.

He is not short of an oil painting, but when he is not around, she can think more about him, carve him in her mind, and remember every detail of him.

But he forgot that this woman never had him in her eyes and heart.

Now, I'll be slapped in the face.

Zhou Zi raised his head silently, and he began to act like a scoundrel: "I don't care, I want to lock you in the room, draw it and let you out!"

Ye Yifan resisted the urge to lift the table and got up from the bed, knelt on the edge of the bed and hugged his neck, with red lips approaching his handsome face, and gently rubbed: "Don't lock me up, okay?"

The man looked at her with a slight look on his face, not knowing what she was selling.

"Don't you like me like this?" She smiled, her black and shiny eyes were so charming that water was about to drip out of her.

Zhou Zimo tightened his lower abdomen and stared at her deeply, not knowing how to answer her.

He liked her like this, but he always felt something was wrong. She was so hard that she was soft?

Ye Yifan's petite and soft body leaned into his arms, hooked his hands around his neck, seducing him like a fairy.

He spat a breath of heat in his ear.

Zhou Zimo frowned and looked at her foolishly.

I have seen many vixen, and she is the most infamous person. She is still beautiful and charming without any makeup, and her arrogance and presumptuousness make him want to lock her up even more.

He thought this woman could not, and this fucking fairy was simply a fucking fairy.

Ye Yifan looked at him suspiciously. He was obviously moved, so why didn’t he be fooled?

Just as he was about to put down his hand, the man circled his iron arms and kissed her fiercely.

This damn little goblin, dare to seduce him. If you mess it up later, don’t blame me for being cruel.

Ye Yifan was so blocked by his domineering and strong kiss that he couldn't breathe. His waist was tightly pressed against his chest, so hot that she wanted to push it away.

Zhou Zimo hugged her delicate body step by step, and the hot kiss swept her. Her body seemed to be on fire, and she could no longer bear it. He hugged her and fell on the bed...

"Well..." The woman under her opened her mouth and groaned, frowned fiercely, and almost died of anger.

The man kissed her out of control

After a mistake, this beast, she pressed her hands against his body and began to struggle.

Zhou Zimo realized that the weight of his body was pressing on her body, and supported himself with his arms, and his thin lips were pressed towards her...

Her little hand pressed against his mouth: "I want to be on it!"

After a slight upside down, Ye Yifan lay on his body. The man's eyes were scarlet and his forehead was covered with sweat. He reached out to tear her clothes.

"Don't move, let me do it!" She touched his face.

Zhou Zimo didn't say anything, staring at her with hot eyes.

My whole body seemed to be on fire and my whole body was about to explode.

Her soft little hand lifted his shirt, revealing his strong chest, her eight abdominal muscles slashed out of the mermaid line, and she stretched out her claws and grabbed it.

Zhou Zimo was so excited by him that he was in great pain.
Chapter completed!