Once ruan Mengmeng and Li junyu returned to the bedroom, she closed and locked her own door.
Then, she turned around, hugged li junyu's thin waist, and pushed him onto the big bed.
At first, the man thought that the young girl had been wronged downstairs and wanted to act coquettishly with him.
However, li junyu was pushed onto the bed by ruan Mengmeng. He was half-leaning against the head of the bed, his hands holding the little kitten's body that was constantly snuggling into his arms. However, he felt that something was not right with ruan Mengmeng.
When did his cute and shy little wife start to take the initiative to unbutton his shirt and belt?
"Mengmeng, do you know what you're doing?" Li junyu grabbed ruan Mengmeng's unruly little hand, his voice hoarse.
His voice was magnetic and alluring, and it was even lower than usual.
Ruan Mengmeng raised her head unhappily because her movements were blocked.
