He didn't stop there, but groped down again, and found his pants, which were wet in a large area. He sucked her earlobe, K!ssed her face again and again, and said in a low voice that only they could hear: "This is the nth pair of pants you have wet, huh?"
Her cheeks were as red as if intoxicated by red wine, and she reached out to pull her shirt down, but she never expected that he would pick her up and carry her all the way to the bed.
The C*nd0m had been soaked by her, and Ye Muting took out a tissue and took it off, then took off his clothes and leaned over to press on her. Elle Jiang reminded him to wear a new one.
"I won't forget it." He bent down and K!ssed her lower abdomen, then grabbed the shirt that barely hung on her H!ps with both hands and ripped it open with a tear.
A few buttons broke off and no one knew where they fell. Elle Jiang was very dissatisfied and raised her hand to protest in sign language: "I was the one who had to look for the buttons again afterwards."
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