Chapter 939: You are not a neuropathy (72)

Yes, it’s still the same familiar kissing style, He Ge, He Dazhen.
The kiss lasted for about ten minutes, and Shen Mubai was degraded by his legs and feet, panting.
The other party seemed to swallow her, and the sound of the water was ringing in the room. Shen Mubai really couldn’t take it, and he quickly asked for mercy. "Don't."
Her clothes have been scattered for most of the time, the man's kiss just has to go down the road, the big hand has already touched in the hem.
Shen Mubai's red lips are slightly open, his eyes are blurred, he is slightly gasping, and the committee is wronged. "He Zeyu, I haven't eaten yet."
The atmosphere is silent for a moment.
The big man's big hand quit her hem, breathing a little, staring at her like a lion.
Shen Mubai said, "I am hungry."
Yes, she has been eating instant noodles for several days, and then she is used again, and she does not need to live.
He Zeyu did not speak, then began to get up and sorted out the clothes, opened the door and went out.
"Sir." The butler in the distance came over.
"Let the kitchen order," He Zeyu said.
The butler knows that there is someone in his room, his face is not moving, "Yes."
Then I stepped back.
In fact, the heart has already set off a stormy wave. For so many years, he has not seen any woman who has been on the heart, let alone brought it back.
It seems that this family is to have one more hostess.
He Zeyu wants to smoke cigarettes, but he still restrained the people in the room.
Shen Mubai put the clothes on, first rolled on the big bed, and then he got up slowly.
The man who had gone out had come back again, and the eyebrows were slightly close to each other. Especially when he saw the person who got out of bed, his face suddenly changed. The whole body was violent, and then strode over and grabbed her. "You Where do you want to go?"
Shen Mubai was shocked by the cold, and the strength on his arm made her faintly painful and subconsciously wanted to break free.
Unexpectedly, He Zeyu in front of him was dull and terrible, and even the blue veins on the forehead began to burst out.
She has no words. "I don't go down, how can I eat?"
He Zeyu is like a lion that has been shunned. The breath of the whole body has stabilized, but the eyes are still staring at her. "I am not allowed to leave my sight."
Shen Mubai felt that his emotions were a bit wrong, but he thought that he was also an abnormal temper in the spiritual world.
He Zeyu took her to the hall.
The maid had already cooked the dishes and was waiting on the sidelines.
Shen Mubai looked at these expensive dishes and smelled the meat. He almost cried out of Wang, who had no interest.
In the real world, she finally got the meat.
Shen Mubai had a full meal and his stomach was rounded.
Some of the maids on the side were scared, and sneaked up and looked at her, her eyes full of curiosity and envy.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but hit a shackle. She didn't mean it. Anyone who ate a few days of instant noodles and faced food, couldn't hold it.
There was a napkin in front of her eyes. She just wanted to pick it up and wiped her lips for her convenience.
Shen Mubai feels like a baby, not to mention that others are here, silently blushing.
"Is it full?" A slightly low voice came from the ear.
He Zeyu's voice is very nice, low and with a hint of numbness, and a touch of magnetism, coupled with that handsome face and multi-gold identity, is definitely the existence of many women in the city.
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