Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

Ye Luo feels guilty. She has not served anyone else in her two lives. It was others who served her.

Now I have to help my husband undress, but this can't be done well.

Yan Yu kissed her earlobe lightly: "Why haven't you taken it off yet, eh?"

The little woman was really torturing, the belt buckles were all untied, but there was no more movement.

It's even more sultry.

"Yan... Shao Yan." Ye Luo pulled her trousers down for a long time, without pulling off her pants, so she asked for help.

Yan Yu said dumbly: "Call my husband, be good."

"Old...husband...gong."

Ye Luo was a little sad, this name was really unacceptable, she became a husband when her tongue was knotted.

I don’t know why people in this world call it that way.

"Huh?" Yan Yu attached to her neck and smelled the unique scent of milk on her body, really wanting to bite into her belly, but the little white rabbit was still daunting.

"The pants can't be taken off, they are stuck." Ye Luo said shyly.

Why do husbands and wives in this world need to be so close when they change their clothes? Yan Yu made her soft, and she felt light and unsteady.

Fortunately, Yan Yu buckled her tightly, otherwise she would suspect that she would fall to the ground.

"Silly girl, of course you can't take it off before you unzip it. Good boy, the zipper is here."

Yan Yu took her little hand and put it on the zipper. She couldn't help but let out an "um" first. The touch of her little hand was really good.

Ye Luo was reddened by his Qing Ah, always feeling that this is not undressing, it seems to be that...

So ambiguous.

Ye Luo was already weak, and his hands were even weaker. After pulling the zipper several times, he couldn't pull it off, as if he was stuck by something.

There is still something hard behind the zipper, so Yan Yu’s gun is never hidden here, right?

This is hidden.

"Husband...gong, pull...can't pull it down." Ye Luo got more and more panicked, feeling that she was not a qualified wife, and could not even help her husband undress.

Grandma must punish her to copy "Female Virtue" when she knows.

Yan Yu kissed her little lips, and persuaded in a low voice: "Pull it slowly, not in a hurry, you can pull it off."

It's great to let his wife pull the trousers, and he is not in a hurry.

It turns out that my wife's small hands feel completely different from my own hands.

Xiao Luoluo's little hands can take him to heaven, which is more comfortable than ever.

She is not in a hurry to pull her for a lifetime.

On the contrary, enjoy it.

Ye Luo didn't know her own man's thoughts, she just thought Shao Yan was good, she didn't blame her at all, and she felt more guilty.

"Sorry, I... I can't even do this thing well."

Yan Yu kissed her deeply, so that she couldn't breathe before letting her go: "You did a great job, baby, keep pulling, you can do it."

Ye Luo felt that his brain was out of control, and he collapsed on Yan Yu's shoulder: "Husband, the zipper is so hard to pull. My hands are a bit tired and I still can't open it."

Although Yan Yu enjoyed it, he didn't want his little wife to be too tired. After all, she was still so pure.

"Then don't pull it, wait for me to come by myself and help me take off my shirt." Yan Yu said dumbly.

Ye Luo squinted and laughed: "Hao Le."

She knows how to take off the shirt, isn't it just the buttons? She can still untie the buttons on the shirt.

Ye Luo stretched out his slender hand to help Yan Yujie the first button on his chest, and his hand touched his chest muscles, although he could feel his warmth through the shirt fabric.

Ye Luo's face turned red again, and she lowered her head not to look at Yan Yu.