Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3832: How do I want to sleep with you


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After Emperor Moxuan fell.

Ye Qingluo's hand pressed against his chest.

She leaned down, smiled scornfully, and triumphantly: "It's like... you are my man, how I want to sleep with you is my business."

The girl's words, like feathers, scratched in Di Moxuan's heart.

His eyes are filled with joy.

Looking at Ye Qingluo's gaze, she became more tender and gentle.

He is laughing.

The beauty of laughter is superb.

Ye Qingluo felt that she was going to be drowned in the eyes of a man who was so spoiled.

She quickly retracted her gaze and adjusted her mood.

This man belongs to her.

She can sleep how and when she wants!

He belongs to her!

So, don't sink into his beauty!

Anyway, it's all hers!

Ye Qing fell in her heart, brainwashing herself.

I really couldn't help it, so I directly pounced on Di Mo Xuan.

She stretched out her hand directly and went to pull the belt of Di Mo Xuan.

The man's generous palm quickly took her hand.

Ye Qingluo raised his head to look at him.

Di Moxuan's eyes are deep, holding her palms, exuding scorching heat: "Xiao Luoer is so active, it surprised me."

"There are more active ones behind, let go, lie down and enjoy obediently." Ye Qingluo waved his hand and motioned for him to let go.

The man did not let go.

Ye Qing Luo simply took his other hand and pulled on the man's belt again.

Di Moxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, and his eyes mixed with petting eyes fixedly looked at the girl for a few breaths.

Finally, he let go of the hand holding her.

Leave the girl alone, do both, and lay hands on him.

Men’s robes may seem simple, but in fact they are very complicated.

There are a lot of buckles inside.

The girl pulled and pulled, some of her patience was lost, and she simply pulled open the man's collar forcibly.

With this pulling, the buckle fell off immediately.

The large areas of the man's skin, and the smooth muscle lines, are enlarged in the pupils of Ye Qing's falling.

However, it is not the man's sturdy and attractive body that attracts Ye Qingluo's eyes.

It's on the shoulders of men...

That blackness.

There is a trace under a five-fingerprint.

It seems to be deeply embedded in his flesh.

Ye Qingluo's pupils shrank, and she moved closer to him.

The soft fingers lifted up and landed on the black palm print.

She opened her mouth, her throat was a bit astringent: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Di Moxuan smiled and shook his head, raised his hand, grabbed her fingers, and covered her small hand in the big palm.

He took her hand, put it to his lips, and lightly printed it: "This injury is not a problem. What I am looking forward to is...your voluntary atonement."

Ye Qingluo's eyelashes trembled, her eyes still staring at the black fingerprints on his shoulders.

The face is different from the previous shy look.

It's a faint worry.

Di Moxuan is about to speak.

The little hand he held in his palm suddenly pulled back.

After that, I saw the girl jumping off the bed and rushing to the outer hall.

"Xiao Luoer?" Emperor Mo Xuangang thought of getting up.

The young girl hurried over again.

In her hands, she was holding a lot of medicine bottles.

She placed the medicine bottle beside Di Moxuan, and then pressed him on the bed.

"Xiao Luoer..." Di Moxuan glanced at the medicine, and then at Ye Qingluo's preparations, he knew her plan.

Ye Qingluo raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Don't you want my active atonement? Then lie down."

"The atonement I want...you know." Di Moxuan did not hold the girl's hand extended, his black eyes staring at her.


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