Male God Please Lie Down

"Okay?"

Bu Mianmian asked softly.

"Okay!"

Ying Yizhe nodded heavily, stretched out his hand and hugged Bu Mianmian onto the bed.

The two quickly became hot-hot together.

When it was over, Ying Yizhe looked at the shocking blood stains on the white bed sheet, and the sound of Bu Mian wearing clothes was heard in his ears.

Bu Mianmian cried and put on his clothes, although there was still some pain between his legs.

She didn't want to leave at all in her heart, but she knew that when she got off this bed, she wouldn't be sleeping anymore.

"I am leaving!"

Bu Mian took a deep look at Ying Yizhe.

"good!"

Ying Yizhe's voice was also a little hoarse, and when he looked at Bu Mianmian, he also nodded.

"Woooooo-"

Bu Mianmian really couldn't bear it anymore, and ran out crying.

Ying Yizhe got up, chased outside the door, watching Bu Mianmian rushing towards the stairwell.

He felt a sting in his heart.

"Ding--"

At this moment, the elevator door on the opposite side was opened.

A woman drunk and rushed in front of him, stretched out her hand and hugged him.

"My dear, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Zheng Xiran pretended to be drunk, holding Ying Yizhe's cheeks in both hands, and pouting.

"What's the matter, honey, do you look at me and miss me?"

Zheng Xiran smelled of alcohol, stretched out his hand to push Ying Yizhe into the room, stretched out a foot, and closed the door.

"Miss, who are you!?"

Ying Yizhe was inexplicable for a while, the woman in front of her had obviously drunk and entered the wrong room.

"Oh, my dear, you hate it, don't you know who I am?"

Zheng Xiran stretched out his hand, patted his sturdy chest, and pursed his mouth again, "Honey, don't you like me?"

"Miss, I don't even know...well..."

Before Ying Yizhe finished speaking, she was completely buried by her double breast.

The whole person can't speak anymore. I have just experienced Bu Mianmian, which is completely different from the woman in front of me.

Bu Mianmian is equivalent to that kind of porridge and side dishes, and the woman in front of him is relatively attractive.

If Ying Yizhe refused, she couldn't say anything, and she was brought into a wave.

The next day, Ying Yizhe got up with a sore back and looked at the strange woman sleeping on his bed.

Zheng Xiran moved and opened his eyes.

"Ah-who are you!?"

She screamed and looked at Ying Yizhe in disbelief.

"You went to the wrong room yesterday."

Ying Yizhe explained.

"So, did you still sleep with me?"

Zheng Xiran asked again.

"This is a mistake that every man makes. Miss, your body is such a fascinating-human being. It's hard for me to control myself!"

Ying Yizhe spread his hands, he is really not to blame, and he didn't mean it.

"Then I..."

Zheng Xiran's eyes turned, anyway, she felt that the man in front of her seemed different.

It's not like going to bed last time at all.

"Forget it, last night, I was also very comfortable!!"

Zheng Xiran put on his clothes in front of him.

Ying Yizhe looked at her with such a sexual sense at this time, and looked at her eyes, almost straightened.

"Here, this is one thousand yuan, as last night's reward!"