Being naked is enough to make Zhao Mengyue devote himself to Lu Benwei.
He held tens of millions of cash flow in his hand, and Lu Benwei's request was just to buy it for him when he needed to buy clothes and eat something.
So Zhao Mengyue is living a very happy life now. Can other men give her tens of millions of dollars in savings?
Of course, except for sex, but Zhao Mengyue always thought that if you just have sex, would it be even better to have tens of millions of dollars to save?
Thinking of this, Zhao Mengyue cheered up again, suppressed the emptiness coming from her body, tidied up the room and went downstairs to prepare for breakfast.
In order to maintain a good figure, Zhao Mengyue's breakfast was simple bread, fruit and milk. After eating, she took out the yoga mat and spread it on the floor of the living room to prepare for yoga.
Knock... With a door sound, Zhao Mengyue turned around and saw that it was Zhang Yuanhao, who was her husband's most disgusting, who came out. Zhao Mengyue glanced blankly, showed full disgust, and started yoga on her own.
Although I don’t know what her husband Lu Benwei hates him, there must be a reason he should hate when he is hated by his husband. On this point, Zhao Mengyue has always been on the same side as Lu Benwei…
Zhang Yuanhao had just gotten up and was about to go to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up. As soon as he went out, he saw Zhao Mengyue doing yoga, and the expression was full of disgust and disgust when he turned around. Zhang Yuanhao laughed silently. The more you dislike him now, the more I feel when I fuck you later!
After washing up, Zhao Mengyue never looked at Zhang Yuanhao again. Zhang Yuanhao quietly walked behind Zhao Mengyue. At this time, Zhao Mengyue knelt on the yoga mat, handing her left hand straight forward, looking forward with her eyes, extending her right leg backward, stretching her body as much as possible.
Zhang Yuanhao watched Zhao Mengyue's delicate body show her perfect figure in front of him.
Zhao Mengyue's outfit today is very sporty. In the first half of the day, she was a black sports vest with a waist exposed, and in the lower half of her body, she was wearing a pair of tight gray stretchy fitness pants, perfectly revealing Zhao Mengyue's pair of perky peach buttocks.
There is an extremely exaggerated arc between the buttocks and the slender waist, which is also the reason why Zhao Mengyue's waist is too thin.
However, Zhang Yuanhao did not act rashly at this time. He knew that Zhao Mengyue would usually go back to her room and sleep for a while after exercise. That was the time for him to do it.
Looking at Zhao Mengyue who continued to exercise on the yoga mat, Zhang Yuanhao swallowed hard.
Wait for a slut!
I'll fuck you and collapse on the bed in a while!
After returning to the room, Zhang Yuanhao was browsing Weibo boredly, while listening carefully to the movement outside the door with his ears. After a while, the yoga video that Zhao Mengyue did with him outside the door had been played. After listening to the sound of Zhao Mengyue stepping on the stairs to the door, Zhang Yuanhao clenched his fists excitedly, but the time has not yet come. Zhao Mengyue usually takes a shower and then goes to bed after returning to the room.
Through the past few days of secret investigation, Zhang Yuanhao has already grasped Zhao Mengyue's habits during this period of time.
After waiting for more than forty minutes, he felt that the time was almost over. Zhang Yuanhao took a deep breath, opened the door, and tiptoed up the stairs.
The door of the master bedroom was not opened, but closed. Zhang Yuanhao knocked it lightly a few times to confirm again whether Zhao Mengyue was asleep.After waiting for a while without a response, I felt relieved.
He gently unscrewed the door lock and walked in. The room was pitch black and the blackout curtains were not opened. He could only vaguely see a person lying on the bed.
Zhang Yuanhao took out his cell phone, slowly approached with the faint light of the screen, stood by the bed and confirmed it. Looking at his slender figure, he knew that it must be Zhao Mengyue.
Zhang Yuanhao moved to the bed gently, but unexpectedly the mattress was very soft, as if he had fallen into a sand pit.
Um……
Zhao Mengyue, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel the vibration of the mattress, and she snorted unconsciously, turned over, and looked upward.
Zhang Yuanhao was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He quickly turned off the screen of his phone. After waiting for a while, he was sure that Zhao Mengyue had not woken up, he gradually became more courageous. He opened the screen of his phone and carefully pulled the quilt covering Zhao Mengyue.
In fact, it was not that Zhang Yuanhao was timid, but that in order not to have any accidents, she tried to completely possess Zhao Mengyue when she was sleeping. It would be useless to wait for her to wake up. The road was already done, and the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice, and her big cock was inserted into it. Can she not admit it?
He held tens of millions of cash flow in his hand, and Lu Benwei's request was just to buy it for him when he needed to buy clothes and eat something.
So Zhao Mengyue is living a very happy life now. Can other men give her tens of millions of dollars in savings?
Of course, except for sex, but Zhao Mengyue always thought that if you just have sex, would it be even better to have tens of millions of dollars to save?
Thinking of this, Zhao Mengyue cheered up again, suppressed the emptiness coming from her body, tidied up the room and went downstairs to prepare for breakfast.
In order to maintain a good figure, Zhao Mengyue's breakfast was simple bread, fruit and milk. After eating, she took out the yoga mat and spread it on the floor of the living room to prepare for yoga.
Knock... With a door sound, Zhao Mengyue turned around and saw that it was Zhang Yuanhao, who was her husband's most disgusting, who came out. Zhao Mengyue glanced blankly, showed full disgust, and started yoga on her own.
Although I don’t know what her husband Lu Benwei hates him, there must be a reason he should hate when he is hated by his husband. On this point, Zhao Mengyue has always been on the same side as Lu Benwei…
Zhang Yuanhao had just gotten up and was about to go to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up. As soon as he went out, he saw Zhao Mengyue doing yoga, and the expression was full of disgust and disgust when he turned around. Zhang Yuanhao laughed silently. The more you dislike him now, the more I feel when I fuck you later!
After washing up, Zhao Mengyue never looked at Zhang Yuanhao again. Zhang Yuanhao quietly walked behind Zhao Mengyue. At this time, Zhao Mengyue knelt on the yoga mat, handing her left hand straight forward, looking forward with her eyes, extending her right leg backward, stretching her body as much as possible.
Zhang Yuanhao watched Zhao Mengyue's delicate body show her perfect figure in front of him.
Zhao Mengyue's outfit today is very sporty. In the first half of the day, she was a black sports vest with a waist exposed, and in the lower half of her body, she was wearing a pair of tight gray stretchy fitness pants, perfectly revealing Zhao Mengyue's pair of perky peach buttocks.
There is an extremely exaggerated arc between the buttocks and the slender waist, which is also the reason why Zhao Mengyue's waist is too thin.
However, Zhang Yuanhao did not act rashly at this time. He knew that Zhao Mengyue would usually go back to her room and sleep for a while after exercise. That was the time for him to do it.
Looking at Zhao Mengyue who continued to exercise on the yoga mat, Zhang Yuanhao swallowed hard.
Wait for a slut!
I'll fuck you and collapse on the bed in a while!
After returning to the room, Zhang Yuanhao was browsing Weibo boredly, while listening carefully to the movement outside the door with his ears. After a while, the yoga video that Zhao Mengyue did with him outside the door had been played. After listening to the sound of Zhao Mengyue stepping on the stairs to the door, Zhang Yuanhao clenched his fists excitedly, but the time has not yet come. Zhao Mengyue usually takes a shower and then goes to bed after returning to the room.
Through the past few days of secret investigation, Zhang Yuanhao has already grasped Zhao Mengyue's habits during this period of time.
After waiting for more than forty minutes, he felt that the time was almost over. Zhang Yuanhao took a deep breath, opened the door, and tiptoed up the stairs.
The door of the master bedroom was not opened, but closed. Zhang Yuanhao knocked it lightly a few times to confirm again whether Zhao Mengyue was asleep.After waiting for a while without a response, I felt relieved.
He gently unscrewed the door lock and walked in. The room was pitch black and the blackout curtains were not opened. He could only vaguely see a person lying on the bed.
Zhang Yuanhao took out his cell phone, slowly approached with the faint light of the screen, stood by the bed and confirmed it. Looking at his slender figure, he knew that it must be Zhao Mengyue.
Zhang Yuanhao moved to the bed gently, but unexpectedly the mattress was very soft, as if he had fallen into a sand pit.
Um……
Zhao Mengyue, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel the vibration of the mattress, and she snorted unconsciously, turned over, and looked upward.
Zhang Yuanhao was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He quickly turned off the screen of his phone. After waiting for a while, he was sure that Zhao Mengyue had not woken up, he gradually became more courageous. He opened the screen of his phone and carefully pulled the quilt covering Zhao Mengyue.
In fact, it was not that Zhang Yuanhao was timid, but that in order not to have any accidents, she tried to completely possess Zhao Mengyue when she was sleeping. It would be useless to wait for her to wake up. The road was already done, and the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice, and her big cock was inserted into it. Can she not admit it?
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