"You're wrong! Grandma's!" Ye Cheng didn't hit a place and scolded one. He took Sang Huihui's nail polish off and threw it aside. He pushed the disobedient wife into the massage bed, raised her bathrobe with a single hand, and made a fierce two pat on the snow-white and elastic buttocks.

"Pop! "Crack!" Ye Cheng exerted a lot of effort on these two occasions, and Sang Huihui's elastic buttocks trembled a few times. In the blink of an eye, two folded red palm marks appeared on her buttocks, which was very eye-catching.

"Husband, I'm wrong..." Sang Huihui lay on her bed and let Ye Cheng commit violence. She turned her...