Just as Ye was doing what he wanted, the telephone rang.

"Your phone!" Meng Suying took the opportunity to get rid of her sneaky hands and got up to look for her cell phone from Yecheng's clothes.

That pair of plump and white buttocks waved like peaches in front of the eyes, and you could also see the budding chrysanthemum, the leaves laughing and beating on the body, intoxicating fluctuations, excellent elasticity.

"Don't make any noise, answer the phone quickly!" Meng Suying cried out and quickly handed the phone over.

Ye Cheng glanced at the caller's display, answered the phone and laughed, "Lanlan, do you miss me?"

"Less self-affection!" In...