"No way, you started the fire, you have to put it out yourself."
After saying that, Sun Dasheng picked her up from the bed and placed her on the makeup table beside.
She refused, the previous tragic scene still vivid in her memory, so she tightly clamped her legs.
Sun Dasheng had his ways too, putting his hands on her waist and armpits to tickle her.
"Hehehe..." Unable to take it, she instantly spread her legs wide, ravines crisscrossing.
Easy as pie.
"You... why are you here again."
"Then should I leave?"
"Huh? No... just come in."
The two of them exchanged a few pleasantries, hesitantly moving in and out.
Yu Lan was wiping the makeup table, looking at him with disdain, "Look at how you've messed up my makeup table!"
Sun Dasheng cheerfully put on his pants, picked up the cosmetics on the floor one by one, and arranged them neatly for her.
'Ding-dong, ding-dong!~'
The doorbell rang.
Yu Lan visibly panicked, quickly saying to Sun Dasheng, "Find a place to hide."
