Chapter 161 Mrs. Wen’s wildness

After Ma Haitao fell on the floor, he could only let him struggle, but he still couldn't exert his strength and could not say a word.

Please... handsome guy, please stop hitting me again? I promised you all, can I promise you to play with you well?

Wen Qian cried on the bed, two tears on her beautiful and passionate face had already appeared, and she was looking at her husband affectionately.

Haha, if I had known this, why would I have to be the first?

Ma Xiaole naturally had no trace of conscience and anxiety. Ma Haitao thought that when he was in trouble in Taiwan, that was his specialty. This villain of the people of the whole country, today he must ravage his wife to relieve his depression.

Although Ma Xiaole is not a good guy, he still won't have any sympathy for people like Ma Haitao.

Ma Xiaole then took out his cell phone and turned on the video recording. This pixel is 20 million.

Enough to shoot a good show

Ma Xiaole placed his cell phone facing the bed on a chair.

What are you...what are you going to do?

Haha, just record the good show between us. Don’t panic. Don’t you want to die? Since you don’t want to die, you have to leave a little bit of a handle on me, right?

Wen Qian nodded speechlessly, and Ma Haitao could only watch Ma Xiaole's actions

After putting down the phone, Ma Xiaole also came to the head of the bed, took off his shirt, exposed his upper body, his agile body, perfect muscles and limbs couldn't help but make Wen Qian feel like a dream. Ma Xiaole then came to Wen Qian's side, and Ma Xiaole then took back the breath that locked Wen Qian, and Wen Qian also immediately resumed normal movements.

Mrs. Wen, let’s have fun next time. I’ll love you very well. Remember to play with me and let your husband appreciate it in front of your husband, otherwise you and your husband will die today.

Ma Xiaole's words were very cold, and while speaking, he had already reached out to Wen Qian's mesh stockings.

Well! Well! Young Master, I listen to you all today. As long as you don’t kill us, I will give you everything. I can become obedient and indulgent

Wen Qian said as she stopped looking at the husband in front of her, but reached out and grabbed Ma Xiaole's neck.

Ma Xiaole then reached Wen Qian's thigh and slowly took it down along the stockings. Ma Xiaole's movements were very fast, and he followed the stockings and then reached the ankles of Wen Qian's beautiful feet.

As soon as the stockings were pulled, the white and beautiful legs were completely presented in Ma Xiaole's sight. The beautiful legs were very white and there was almost no body hair on them, so Ma Xiaole even wondered if it was scraped off deliberately. Young Master, are my legs beautiful?

Wen Qian angrily said softly

Yes, it looks beautiful and beautiful.

Ma Xiaole said that, he had already leaned his face on those legs and began to kiss it gently with his tongue.

When Wen Qian saw this, she felt even more uncomfortable and thought to herself: Wen Qian, let go, indulge in order to survive, anyway, there is an excuse to explain to her husband after tonight

While Wen Qian was reminding herself in her heart, she no longer looked at her husband on the ground, but said loudly: Oh... Young Master, you are so awesome... Little handsome guy... Can you love me?

Ma Xiaole gradually stopped her mouth at the hem of Wen Qian's gray short skirt. Then Ma Xiaole pulled the short skirt online with his hand, and the white small bottom inside immediately appeared in Ma Xiaole's sight.

One hand had already talked in, and Ma Xiaole's chest also moved upwards, rubbing his body along Wen Qian's body, and Ma Xiaole's head gradually came to Wen Qian's face, stretched out his tongue, and instantly kissed Wen Qian. The hand that leaned into Wen Qian's short skirt also began to get in from the little Ku

Immediately afterwards, Ma Xiaole's hand began to touch it constantly, enjoying the stimulation there, while also kissing Wen Qian's little mouth strongly. The saliva of the two people instantly tangled between each other's lips, and a trickle of water passed by, and the stimulation of the strong thunder penetrated the whole body of the two.

Ma Haitao, who was standing beside him, watched his wife be played with by other men, his whole body was trembling, but the stimulation also made Ma Haitao's symbol of male life begin to react. There is no doubt that such a scene is definitely much more exciting than watching a love video of a little Japanese

Wen Qian was enjoying the stimulation that Ma Xiaole's hand brought to the most mysterious and soft part of her female body, and she also whispered to the point of being angry.

Handsome guy, you are so awesome, so awesome, you can be a little more rough,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Then how could Wen Qian withstand such torture? She couldn't help but start begging for mercy and screaming in pain.

And this sound made Ma Haitao on the floor cry and burst into tears, and he kept insulting this man in his heart. In the past, he was highly praised and envied by the world, but now?

Now his woman is tortured by outsiders like this. Ma Haitao felt unprecedented humiliation, but he could do nothing and could only watch all this.

Ma Haitao originally wanted to close his eyes and not look at it, but his wife's anger was too loud, which was completely different from the sound he would say when he was in love with his wife every time.

At this time, Ma Xiaole's fingers were still constantly in and out, kissing Wen Qian's earlobes and getting up.

Wen Qian became even wilder after being stimulated like this and no longer cared about anything. At this moment, she had forgotten that she was a married woman, and her husband was still enjoying her performance here. The intense discomfort and torture made her even more bold

It began to cater to Ma Xiaole, and its hands began to wander around Ma Xiaole's chest, from the back of Ma Xiaole's hand to the front of the chest, then began to wander slowly around the waist, slowly moving downward, and then talked in from Ma Xiaole's waistband. The hand finally reached the symbol of Ma Xiaole's male life. When Wen Qian's hand touched it, she couldn't help feeling it like a dream. The length and size were definitely something her husband could not reach.