Wilson Hotel.
3601 Presidential Suite.
"You two little lazy pigs, the sun is already shining on your behinds, why not get up quickly for breakfast." After saying that, Brother Tian waved his hand, gently patting the two ladies.
An unusual sensation came, making Brother Tian's heart ripple, no wonder the ancients often said women are pits, heroes' graves.
This saying is not without reason.
"Brother Ye Tian, carry me."
Yu Yueyue was the first to get up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, speaking as if in a dream.
"I want it too."
Mu Yurou opened her jade arms, acting coy.
"One at a time."
Ye Tian rubbed his forehead, but after all, they are his women, he has to pamper them forever.
Then the two women, like sloth bears, were carried by Brother Tian one by one to the sink, of course, a passionate kiss was inevitable.
Soon, the three of them were sitting at the table.
"Brother Ye Tian, this porridge is delicious."
