<>Her pink and tender little body was thrusting and not awakened from the stimulation just now.

He shed tears in grievance and cried miserably, countless strange thoughts surged in his mind.

She looks so good when she cries, keep making her cry!

Maybe every man has such a perverted desire to conquer. Maybe the woman who makes her cry in bed feels very accomplished.

But this little guy was crying so pitifully, his big hands rubbed at the corners of her eyes, and he felt distressed: "Stop crying."

"Woooo...beast."

"I'm going home."

"I won't play with you anymore."

Zhou Zimo laughed softly, thinking that she was becoming more and more fun and so cute.

This is the first time I heard a woman screaming like this in bed.

He pressed his forehead against hers and slowly linked his fingers to her.

"Why do you cry?"

She enjoyed it too.

Then why do you seem to be bullied every time?

Are you crying excitedly?

He felt it was necessary to figure it out.

This is a very serious question.

It is related to his happiness for the second half of his life.

He dared to ask her why, Ye Yifan sobbed softly, his little face blushed like a tomato, sucked his nose, wrapped around his neck, and took a bite.

Zhou Zimo did not stop her and allowed her to bite her around her body.

Ye Yifan had been exhausted by the tossing and left only a few shallow teeth marks on him.

His muscles are strong and tight, and there is no place to put his mouth in it, and it is not easy to bite at all.

The thick big hand held her little face, gently wiped away the tears for her, lowered her head and kissed her wet eyes, and asked gently, "Have you calmed down?"

"No."

Ye Yifan moved, immediately frowned, and inhaled gently.

Zhou Zimo looked at her frowning brow and knew that she was really not feeling well: "It hurts?"

Ye Yifan yelled at him angrily: "It hurts, it hurts very much."

She is not a stubborn person, and her bones are about to fall apart.

He dared to sneak attack her while she was sleeping. With his combat power, even the dead would be fucked by him.

Zhou Zimo lifted the quilt, held her ankle and raised it high, looked in, and kicked him angrily: "Don't look."

"Why?"

Zhou Zimo refused to give in: "Show me."

"You...don't...ah... it's not that it hurts there." Ye Yifan's face was so blushed that he was about to drip blood.

Zhou Zimo tilted his head, slightly puzzled: "Where does that hurt?"

Ye Yifan looked at him pitifully: "The whole body hurts."

My body seemed to be disassembled and reorganized, and my whole body was sore and uncomfortable.

Zhou Zimo knew that he had just become a little bit unlucky, so he hugged her with heartache and kissed her pissed cheeks twice.

"It's clear that I'm the one who works hard, you're just responsible for lying on the bed and enjoying it. Why does it hurt everywhere?"

Ye Yifan ignored him, turned over with difficulty, fell asleep on his side, and put his little hands on the bed sheet with weak hands.

Zhou Zimo hugged her from behind and gently bit her ear: "Are you angry?"

“…”

"Where does it hurt? I'll rub it for you?"

“…”

"I'll go in and give you a hard poke and hard massage?"

"Hut down pain."

Ye Yifan lay on the bed, leaving his white back for him, and his little head resting on his two little hands: "Be gentle."

"I gave you a physical massage for the middle of the night, and now I'm asking me to press it with my hands."

Zhou Zimo kissed her side face, smiled deeply, and looked doting: "When will you let me lie down and enjoy it?"

This little thing is so cute.
Chapter completed!