There were two figures entangled by the edge of the dressing table. There were makeup products all over the carpet. Li Meiling sat on the dressing table while Ning Zhenguo panted as he hugged her waist.
Li Meiling hugged Ning Zhenguo's neck and spoke flirtatiously as she bit Ning Zhenguo's ears. Her full and fair figure swayed and she spoke in a seductive voice, "Husband, do you agree with what I told you about Qingqing? It's for Qingqing's own good."
"Lingling, don't move. Didn't I listen to you? I asked Qingqing for dinner tomorrow," Ning Zhenguo was burning with desire.
Li Meiling flashed a satisfied smile as she glided her finger across Ning Zhenguo's chest, "You're nice to Lingling. I shall reward you today and let you enjoy."
Li Meiling lowered her body gradually.
Ning Yao blushed with embarrassment and her eyes were rippling. She closed the door and ran downstairs to get herself a glass of warm water.
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