After Sending the Wrong Message

Yu Ye is stunningly beautiful, with graceful eyebrows and a face that is so beautiful that it makes you orgasm. It's a pity that I don't have the courage to taint him casually, but I like to have fun with my mouth. Late at night, she sent a screenshot of the ambiguous and flirtatious message to the real owner. ——Her former stepbrother Yu Ye. Feel free to shamelessly pretend not to know him, Unexpectedly, the dignified and indifferent man smiled and teased with a strong sense of aggression: It was indeed quite delicious to be touched by the young lady. · On Christmas Eve, dark clouds covered the sun and raindrops poured down. She casually came to Yu Ye's birthday party as promised. There was still mud on her fingertips, and she hugged a large handful of broken roses, with purple-red juice staining the front of her body. The man kissed her moist and trembling eyelashes, tightened his arms around her waist, took out a rose and pinned it in her hair: Should I call you sister or... Girlfriend? · Feel free to say he is nothing. He is indeed not, otherwise why would he like to listen to a random mute voice calling him hoarse at night: Brother. The harder he cried, the harder he moved. Reading guide: 1. Short story. 2. Private HE, 1 V 1, double C. Emotional writing brush Intention: When fate comes, spring will come again