Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

The man's eyes were deep and he looked at Ye Zheng: “It seems that the White Alliance master's feelings for the King are nothing more than that. ”

“Lord Shura wants to say something.” Ye Xiaoyu laughed Yingyun.

“The White Alliance Lord snuck into my room in the middle of the night for no reason.” The man whispered.

Smell the sound, Ye Zheng's mouth slightly raised, slowly walked to the man's side, gently earing the man: “I... love the beauty more in the mountains... don't you, Lord Shuro, don't you know anything about me...”

At this moment, Ye Zheng is half an inch away from the man, close to his body, and even the man can smell the scent on the woman.

The man, imprisoned as if he were a primitive beast, was trying to break out of the cage.

“The White Alliance Lord also pays his respects.” The man held on to the fierce fire of his breath and looked lightly at Ye Zheng.

Looking at the girl in front of him, a look picked by Renjun, the man tried to calm the wild mood in his heart.

“Self-weight… I don't know what kind of self-weight Lord Shu Luo is talking about…” Ye Zheng closed his eyes into a curved moon, two eyes opposite each other.

Immediately, Ye Zheng's right palm was slightly flashed, and he had to be caught towards the man.

See, the man frowned slightly and didn't see how to move, but avoided Ye Zheng's palm.

Ye Zheng smiled and slowly walked towards the man.

Unspoken, the man went back to the bathroom, picked up the pajamas on the shower rack and was getting ready to put on his clothes, but Ye Zheng followed him like a shadow and instantly followed him.

“Does the White Allies want to see me change?” The man's eyes fell on Ye Zheng's body.

“Sure.” Ye Qiang smiled.

Without waiting for the man to speak, Ye Zheng came to the man one step at a time and smiled softly: “Why don't I help Lord Shuro in his clothes..."

“No need.” Men speak coldly.

“Really...” Ye Zheng approached the man and the hot air in the bathroom soaked them slightly.

Ye Zheng raised his hand and grabbed him. The man's right arm flashed slightly.

Ye Zheng grabbed the man's right palm, his face looked full of laughter, but naive and confusing.

Almost instinctively, the man's palms pushed forward, suddenly unable to withstand, combined with the dampness of the floor, and Ye Zheng's feet slipped down, falling aside.

At first, the man frowned slightly and reached for Ye Zheng.

However, due to inertia, Ye Zheng grabbed the cold and poured it into a tub full of warm water.

In that instant, Ye Zheng was soaked with warm water, and every inch of skin on his body, if hidden, appeared.

The man pressed against the leaves and the bathrobe fell in half.

In the bathroom, the obscure ripples swoop...

“Lord Shura... what do you... want to do..." Feel the heat on the man, and a slight unusual change, Ye Zheng smiled and stared at the man on his body.

At this moment, the desire in the eyes of men can no longer be suppressed, as if the primitive beast in the imprisoned body had torn out the cage and tried to completely devour the women beneath him, leaving no bones left.

However, without waiting for a man to make any move, he heard a loud bang and the door was kicked open.

The next second, a red-haired ginger flame instantly rushed into the bathroom.

The loud noise in the bathroom made Kang Yan think he had entered the assassin, which is why this kicked the door open, however, after entering the bathroom... I saw Master Shuro wrapped in a bath towel and pressed it against White Maple...