My Guardian Mr Bo

Gu Liang turned around, put his hand on his shoulder, and squeezed his hand to prevent him from moving, looking at him with beautiful eyes, and asking him, "Leng Jue, ask you a question."

Leng Jue was almost dying of anxiety, and there was nothing wrong with him. He tried to reach out and hug her several times, but she stopped him, and he was itchy.

"Hurry up and ask my wife."

Gu Liang's expression was faint, but his fingers slipped on his chest and circled, seduce if there is nothing, "husband... you just said that every day has everything to do, who is this'Li Wanji'?"

Her eyes flickered, she was innocent and dazed.

Day, Li Wanji.

Leng Jue came up as soon as he heard the fire. He suddenly turned her over and pressed her against the door with a strong force, so that her legs were on his waist. He breathed heavily and bit her neck, "Li Wan I don’t know who the husband is, but my husband just wants to ri you!"

With that said, he couldn't wait to get in close contact with her, kissing her neck frantically, and continuing down.

Gu Liang frowned and interrupted him, "No, you go take a bath first."

"go together!"

His eyes were deep and hot.

Gu Liang couldn't help but remember the good thing he did to her in the bathroom.

The leg softened, "Don't, go by yourself, I'm finished, I'll wait for you in bed."

Leng Jue saw that she was unwilling. When he hugged her and walked onto the bed, he kissed her chest and vaguely said that she was really annoying, what a fairy.

He quickly rushed into the bathroom to take a shower.

As for Gu Liang, he went to the ground without any haste, opened the closet, and chose a **** nightdress that he bought before going out on the street.

The clothes faded away and she changed them.

Although she is thin, she has everything she should have, full and well-proportioned, and she has a slender figure.

With that beautiful face, dressed like that really made the man very impulsive, not to mention that the other party was still cold.

The big wife is the biggest.

When Leng Jue came out around the towel, watching the eye-irritating scene on the bed instantly reflected the skyrocketing.

"Old, wife..."

"come."

"Wife, can I touch you?"

"Wife, can I kiss you?"

"Wife, I can..."

Gu Liang didn't wait for him to finish, and faintly spit out two words: "Go to me."

...

Throughout the whole process, he was like a hairy young man, eagerly incapable, tough and gentle, lingering all night, he finally said hoarsely in her ear, "Wife, can I tear your clothes off? !?"

He asked that way, but his subordinates had already begun to do that.

The **** pajamas were torn to pieces by him, and Gu Liang grabbed the sheets tightly, and pulled out the ambiguous traces under his almost wild beast gallop, "..."

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Leng Jue stayed at home for an extra day just to accompany her and then go on a mission.

The two of them have not done much in the past two days, nor have they left the house. They are sticky and greasy at home, sticky when cooking, sticky when watching movies, and sticky when taking a bath. The house is full of two people who have been sticky. Silhouettes and traces.

To Leng Jue's words, that is, he hasn't done anything for these two days, just do it.

But the two people who are sticky together always go so fast, even if they can't bear it anymore.

The night before leaving.

When the two of them were cuddling together in love, Gu Liang suddenly said something to him——