make her happy and didn’t want her to cry. He slowly reached out his hand to wipe away her tears.Warm murmured, “I’m unwell, you look worse than me. Where else are you hurt”"On my back," Ye Fei Mo sa...Warmth was a woman who knew when to be compliant. She understood that if she refused his request at this time, she would surely be raped and then killed. So, she became obedient. What was his name Ah, right, Ye Fei Mo.

"Ye Fei Mo..."

"Not ink," he corrected, his voice low and grave.

Held in his warmth, she could bite into his shoulder with just a stretch of her mouth. She truly wanted to take a chunk of him.

But a good woman does not fight with a pervert.

She endured.

The situation is indeed unfavorable to her.

" Fei Mo..." The name is nice, the person is good-looking, but the personality is too bad. There must be a problem with Ye family's education.

"Speak a little quieter."

"Not ink…" Warmth lowered her voice.

"Lighter."

"Not ink!" A warm breath, like a silken thread.

"Just a little softer."

"...Not ink." She suddenly felt her voice was husky.

I warmed my heart and paid respects to the eighteen generations of Ye's ancestors.

Who the hell raised such a pervert I'm not a 24/7 phone sex operator, why are you making me sound so passionate and seductive What kind of twisted son was born to someone like this, get him back in there and give birth to a decent one.

Oh God, please save me.

The warmth, the pain... it's like wanting to die. To be held without a stitch of clothing, with that voice so intoxicating calling his name... It's really...g my most beautiful years, I met you.This sentence is very touching, I read it over and over again.In the years I've known you, they've all been my best.August 3, 2015.Everyone says you're coming back...