There is something wrong with my Omega ex-wife [GL] [MTL]

Chapter 82

    Nuo Da's room was full of the taste of sea salt caramel and tea plum.

    The tea plum melted into the waves, riding on the heating in the room, playing in every corner.

    The simple white light on the roof was scattered by the curtains on the bed, draped over Shen Shuyu's body radiantly.

    Like a layer of tulle, it depicts this bright and beautiful carcass in a hazy and detailed manner.

    Shen Shuyu stretched her body high, her waistline flowing smoothly.

    The spine gently bulges the thin and delicate skin, which connects into a seductive line on this smooth back.

    As soon as the long line reached the waist, it was suddenly blocked by a pair of scarred hands.

    Shen Shuyu has beautiful eyes, long eyelashes drooping, and a pair of jade hands resting on the shoulders of the person under him.

    Noble and self-conscious, yet seductive and seductive.

    It's like a dangling waterweed in this dark blue mysterious ocean.

    "Sister." Yu Mo lightly called Shen Shuyu, holding her a little bit and sitting up.

    Yu Mo's Zhu's lips lightly pecked at Shen Shuyu's ears that were covered by the dazzling long hair.

    Kissing the little mole that only she can touch.

    "Yu Mo, Yu Mo..." Shen Shuyu was not as silent as usual.

    She called Yu Mo's name over and over again, and her green hands held her waist tightly.

    Yu Mo was as enthusiastic as ever.

    Tonight's Shen Shuyu is uncharacteristically giving her more responses.

    With a sound, high and low.

    Thousands of times, groaning and whispering.

    Shen Shuyu seemed to take out all the emotions she had hidden in her heart for the first half of her life, and responded unrestrainedly to the person she had dreamed of.

    Greed, attachment.

    Suffering from gains and losses.

    "Shoo--pop! Pop!"

    Several large bunches of fireworks congratulating the New Year suddenly rose in the dark night sky, and golden balls exploded in the air like a flower.

    Shen Shuyu stretched her slender and white neck under the ray of light.

    The black hair dispersed in a round, and her silver eyes were filled with tears, and she exhaled a warm white breath.

    The plum fell into the teacup and stirred up layers of water.

    The refreshing brown-red liquid rushed toward the heavy rain like a tide.

    The turbulence seemed to drown her in it.

    "Ha—"

    With a rough gasp.

    Shen Shuyu's silver eyes suddenly opened, and his throat was as uncomfortable as if it had been burned by fire.

    There was a dense layer of sweat woven on her forehead, and many beads of sweat were embossed on her white neck.

    Sweat-sweat night skirt stuck to the thin back.

    The whole room is filled with extremely high concentration of pheromone that tastes like tea plum.