Did Hubby Do Well?
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
If he was socializing, why didn't he just eat dinner outside?
Mo Yesi said in a low voice, "Mm. I promised you that I'd be back before you wake up, so I have to get it done. Baby, did Hubby do well? Do you want to reward me?"
The man's voice was captivating, to begin with. And it was all the more alluring when he intentionally made it hoarser.
His lips were still pressed against hers.
Qiao Mianmian felt as if she'd gone all soft in his arms.
Even her ears were going numb.
She was panting from all the kissing. "W-What reward?"
Qiao Mianmian was feeling a little warm when she was sleeping and had tugged at her pajamas subconsciously.
A few of her buttons had come undone, but she hadn't noticed it herself.
Now that she was in Mo Yesi's arms, he could see her chest's fair skin the moment he looked down.
It was pure and smooth. He couldn't take his eyes off it.