Yan Ze looked at her reaction with some caution, "Do you know him?"
Sally furrowed her brows, "…Possibly."
Yan Ze thought she was flirting outside again, attracting other men.
He immediately said with an inscrutable expression, "Yanyan, your small body, can you handle it? I've been taking care of your pregnancy these days, but that doesn't mean I'm truly satisfied!"
"Ah?" Sally was distracted by his words, blinking as she looked at him, "You're not satisfied yet?"
"Yes!" Yan Ze picked her up and carried her into the bedroom!
When he came out of the bedroom again, he had changed into a black suit, carrying a briefcase in his hand.
He left the hotel full of energy.
Sally was deeply asleep in the soft feather blanket, and on her bare, slender, snowy arm, there were pink marks, like plum blossoms on white snow, ambiguous and charming, delightful to look at…
A room in the Envoy's Mansion.
After a moan of deep entanglement, a purple crystal ball rolled onto the carpet…
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