Lu Bo Yan's movements had a tantalizing sex|sense.

"Pop!"

Su Jianan's book fell onto the carpet in front of the bed.

She froze and looked at Lu Bo Yan: "Husband, are you ...... serious?"

Lu Bo Yan was close to Su Jian An, his warm breath ironed on her fair and flawless skin, like some kind of ambiguous hint.

"Where do I look like I'm kidding you, huh?"

"You ......唔......"

Su Jianan had just said one word when Mu Sijun bit his lip.

His force ...