Quick Travel Guide: Hold the villain's thighs tight

After Jiang Youmian came out of the shower, she was still a little unaccustomed to seeing another person on the bed in the room.

He really didn't expect that Ye Ling would actually stay here.

He didn't think of any words to refuse at that time, so he let Ye Ling succeed.

But the way to make up for people is to sleep with people?

He doesn't read much, don't lie to him.

"Uncle, I'm fine."

Under the bright light, Jiang Youmian's complexion is fairer, like a piece of carefully carved jade.

With a trace of unique aroma and mist, he slowly approached Ye Ling.

Wet water dripped all the way down the collarbone.

Ye Ling hurriedly shifted her gaze to other places.

Why did he feel that he took the initiative to ask for an overnight stay, which was actually a torture to himself.

"Then you rest first, I'll wash first."

He walked into the bathroom in a panic, and the bathroom was full of the smell that belonged to Jiang Youmian.

Ye Ling's face gradually turned red, and the mystery filled his ears.

Looking at the bulging place in front of him, he sighed helplessly and took a cold shower.

But it didn't help, and it even intensified.

It can only be solved by itself.

Jiang Youmian waited outside for almost an hour, almost passed out, and Ye Ling came out of the bathroom.

At this moment, Ye Ling felt a little guilty.

When he was lying on the bed, the distance between him and Jiang Youmian could put another Yellow River down.

Jiang Mian turned off the bedside lamp.

"Little uncle, good night."

It was muffled, with a hint of hoarseness.

very sexy.

Ye Ling could only grit his teeth and endure.

"Good night."

Jiang Youmian was originally waiting for Ye Ling to say goodnight to him, and then fell asleep on her own.

It was a pain, Ye Ling tossed and turned on the bed.

Can't sleep.

With nephrite jade at his side, how could he fall asleep?

In desperation, he could only look at Jiang Youmian's profile by the moonlight.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this face is surprisingly long in his aesthetic point.

He even felt that even if Jiang Youmian had a not-so-good face, his eyes would be fixed on him.

So beautiful!

Slowly, Ye Ling's eyes gradually focused on Jiang Youmian's lips.

"child?"

"child?"

He called twice, but Jiang Youmian didn't respond.

She should be asleep, and Jiang Youmian's sleeping appearance is really good.

Ye Ling swallowed, becoming more and more nervous.

He slowly approached Jiang Mian's direction, and gently propped himself up on his elbows.

A delicate kiss.

The soft touch made Ye Ling feel like he was dreaming now.

The thrill of stealing a kiss is always teasing his nerves.

Again and again.

He seems to be getting more and more addicted to this kind of thing, and finally, can't help drawing the shape of his lips.

Licked the corner of his lips.

Really like.

Going crazy!

Just when Ye Ling was addicted to this feeling, Jiang Youmian turned over, which startled Ye Ling.

He thought he was discovered by Jiang Mian.

Even the heartbeat started to get faster.

Jiang Youmian felt the warm heat source in her sleep, and couldn't help but lean closer and hug her tightly.

Ye Ling looked at Jiang Mian who was already lying in his arms, and couldn't help but smiled softly.

It takes no effort at all!

He gently hugged Jiang Youmian back.

I don't know if it's because of his good mood now, but Ye Ling soon felt sleepy.

Holding the soft person in his arms, he fell into a deep sleep.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on Jiang Mian's face, and his brows twitched slightly.

When I opened my eyes, there was a snow-white ceiling.

A little tired, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his brow.

Why did he feel so tired after sleeping this time?

It seemed that in a dream, he dreamed of a big soft bear, which was very warm, and he slept in his arms all night.

The temperature around him had already become freezing cold.

Ye Ling has been up for a long time.

Jiang Youmian got up to wash up, and when she went downstairs, she found that Ye Ling was already watering the flowers.

"There is a breakfast I made on the table, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Ye Ling had already noticed it when Jiang Mian went downstairs.

He put down what he was holding and turned around.