Fang Tongtong saw that Ningyi's skirt was stained with mud, and He Zhiyu, who was holding her, was covered in mud, so they must have fallen on the ground. She asked with concern: "Ningyi, what happened to you?"

"Aunt Ye, I'm fine. My clothes are dirty. I'll go back to the house to change. You and Uncle Ye can go into the greenhouse to pick vegetables by yourselves." As she spoke, Luo Ning twisted the man's back, wanting him to let her go in pain, but the man gritted his teeth and refused to let go, so she let go.

He Zhiyu's smile deepened. What he was thinking was, based on Ningyi's fighting strength, there would be no way he couldn't break free from him. Such a light push was clearly an attempt to resist but also to give in.

"Aunt Ye, Ningyi just twisted her foot. I'll carry her back to change clothes." He Zhiyu followed Ningyi and called Fang Tongtong Aunt Ye, explaining at the same time to prevent the shy person in his arms from feeling shy.

Fang Tongtong understood and thought that He Zhiyu was Ningyi's new love, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She smiled and said, "Then you guys go change your clothes first. Bohai and I will go in and pick the vegetables by ourselves."

He Zhiyi, who was following behind, curled his lips and muttered quietly: "Old man, how shameless!"

He was not wrong. He Zhiyu was in his eighties and Fang Tongtong was only in her seventies. He was a dozen years older than her. How could he have the nerve to call her Aunt Ye?

He Zhiyu walked into the villa and paused, "Ningyi, where is your room?"

Luo Ningyi didn't answer, she punched him and shouted in a delicate voice: "Put me down, my foot is not lame."

This little bit of strength seemed so light to He Zhiyu, and it made him even more itchy.

He patted her butt and leaned close to her earlobe, "Ningyi, you are so soft, I want to hold you for a while longer."

He Zhiyu's voice was as low and mellow as a violin, especially since he was close to her and spoke in a low voice. The hot air that sprayed out accompanied by the man's sexy voice was so soft that it seemed as if her ears were pregnant.

After saying just one word "No...", Luo Ning felt a soft and moist touch on her earlobe. She suddenly felt numb all over. This bastard actually held her earlobe in his mouth.

She even clearly felt that something was pressing against her...

Seeing that He Zhiyu was shameless and took advantage of Sister Luo in front of him, He Zhiyi flew into a rage, bared his fangs, and cursed: "He Zhiyu, you old man, you are so shameless!"

"Old bastard, let go of Sister Luo..."

He Zhiyu carried the person up to the second floor, raised his hand and set up a wind screen at the stairs, completely separating him from the noisy He Zhiyi.

"Ningyi, although I am old, I am very clean. I just gave you my first kiss." When going up the stairs, He Zhiyu bit Ningyi's earlobe and whispered, "Ningyi, after seeing you in the video, I couldn't forget you. The moment I saw you in person, I was deeply attracted to you..."

Sure enough, after saying this, He Zhiyu clearly felt that the person in his arms had softened his resistance to his closeness.

Luo Ning fell limp in his arms. It was hard to imagine that she was made limp all over by his sexy voice.

She heard the first half of his sentence, but she didn't know what he was talking about the second half. He probably wanted to express his true feelings to her.

This time Luo Ningyi believed Guan Baizhi's words. He Zhiyu was actually thinking about her.

He Zhiyu knew the design of the villa, so he easily found the master bedroom on the second floor, pushed the door open, and locked it.

He was a man of action and quite courageous. He pushed Ning Yi to the side, pushed her behind the door, hooked her chin and kissed her.

He Zhiyu was good at guessing people's minds. He repeatedly calculated Ningyi's bottom line in his mind, and grasped the degree just right.

With the help of the girl's reaction, he was able to accurately find the point that made her unbearable, and repeatedly press and rub it.

His method was very sophisticated, like a veteran in the love field, knowing more than Wen Jiuci. Luo Ningyi really couldn't believe what he had just said.

At this time, Nuonuo's excited voice sounded in the spiritual consciousness: "Master, Nuonuo wants to comfort him."

Luo Ningyi was carried to the sofa in the living room of the master bedroom by him, and she fell limp. Since the two of them had come to this point, they might as well satisfy Nuonuo. She said intermittently: "He, Zhiyu, I want to comfort each other with you."

He Zhiyu was kissing her neck and replied with a hoarse voice: "Okay!"

Comforting each other, it seemed like a signal that he could go a little further.

So he no longer kept his hands away.

With a hissing sound, Ningyi's skirt was torn open by the man...

Luo Ning wanted to scold him for his violence, but Nuonuo was already entangled with his body, and a strong sense of pleasure hit her head, making her completely speechless.

The man's hand touched her lower back at some point, and then the buttons of her light blue shirt were unbuttoned.

He Zhiyu's hair is also transparent, but it has a flame mark on its head and its tail is scarlet red, making the whole hair look noble.

Nuonuo calls them Liesi.

The silk is very hot, but it brings a cool breeze when wrapped around it.

They are mature and steady, considerate and caring about Nuonuo's feelings.

But Liesi was also very enthusiastic, proactive and seductive. After being comforted, she showed all kinds of gestures.

They love to wrap around the tip of Nuonuo's tail and the seven-inch position, making Nuonuo almost unable to resist.

Luo Ning bit her lip. This old man is really good at...

When it was over, the two of them leaned on the soft sofa, their clothes in disarray.

He Zhiyu took off his muddy outer coat, revealing his wrinkled inner clothes.

Luo Ning leaned sideways in the man's arms, her clothes were thrown on the edge of the sofa, and there was a large ball of tissues in the trash can.

Except for the last step, she did everything else. Even the old man used her hands...

He Zhiyu hugged the girl with a satisfied look on his face, "Ningyi, let me change your dress for you."

"No, get out now, I'll do it myself!" Luo Ningyi didn't want these hands anymore.

He Zhiyu wanted to kiss her, but the girl dodged him by leaning sideways. He put his hand on her cheek and chuckled, "Why, do you still dislike your own taste?"

Luo Ning jumped to the other side of the sofa and kicked him, "Go away, I don't want to see you now!"

Luo Ningyi stayed far away and didn't let him get close. Why did things develop to this point? The key was the result of her indulgence.

Of course, it was also the fault of this old man, who was full of tricks and tricked everyone step by step...

She was feeling very upset. She hadn't figured out how to explain the matter of the Ye Zhen brothers to Wen Jiuci yet. Now there was another person named He Zhiyu. It was going to be difficult!

"Ningyi, let's register first." He Zhiyu turned on the light brain. He resisted the urge to take the last step, thinking about getting the job legally.

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