Han Yue has confirmed the relationship, why does she want to intervene again, isn't this the behavior of a mistress?

The elevator dinged to the floor, Han Yue grabbed Xiao Yue's hand and led her back home.

The door was slammed shut, Han Yue pressed Xiao Yue against the door, reached into her clothes with warm hands, felt the delicate and smooth skin, and said jealously: "Xiao Yue, tell me you are who?"

Of course she belonged to Han Yue, but in front of Han Yue, she felt that this was too shameful, her cheeks flushed immediately, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

Han Yue's hand slowly slid to the back, climbed up the vest along the back, unbuttoned her, and then slowly walked to her chest, kneading her skin.She looked at Xiao Yue with a strong possessive desire, and said in a low voice with a trace of confusion, "Huh? Whose are you?"

Xiao Yue bit her lip, and a murmur escaped between her teeth, the voice was as thin as a mosquito ant, "...yours."

She moved her fingers lightly, and the place where her fingertips touched gave Xiao Yue a slight numbness, "Is this mine too?"

Xiao Yue felt like she was being electrified, and finally the numbness rushed down her body, bringing with it some hot flashes. Seeing confusion in her eyes, she stretched out her hand and gently grabbed Han Yue's clothes, "It's yours."

Han Yue stretched a hand in from the waistband of his trousers, his eyes became more possessive, "What about here?"

Xiao Yue blushed because of her words and actions, and closed her eyes in shame, "It's yours too."

Han Yue laughed softly, "You're so good."

Then he took a few steps into the bedroom with his arms around her.

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