The large bed rolled more and more violently, like a desperate man, and the woman's moans became louder and louder.
In the master bedroom, on the huge bed, ah ze kept moving his body. F * ck, he only drank a glass of wine, how could he be so dizzy? in the end, when he woke up, he found himself on the bed.
That's right, there was another person lying beside him. Mo Zitan was raising her leg and kicking at him, while ah ze was constantly dodging. His hands and feet were bound, and his movements were not agile.
"Pfft ..." Mo Zitan covered her mouth and chuckled. She reached out to scratch ah ze's waist. Ah ze rolled to the side and wanted to climb down but was pulled back by her.
She sat up straight and pinched the tip of his nose with two fingers, making him make a sound.
"Cell phone, where's the cell phone?" At such an important moment, Zhou Yun Cheng took the lead and took out his phone.
