Chapter 016 The Club's Promiscuity 8

But no matter how I think, I can't think of the answer. With a wife like Ye Ziyan, who is perfect in all aspects of temperament, beauty, and interest, shouldn't she stay at home all day long, be pampering as a baby, and coaxing as a heart! I can't figure it out, and in the end I can only give up. Maybe they have their own stories too!

Ye Ziyan didn't know my random thoughts, so she quickly put on the gauze evening skirt and turned back to the confident and elegant woman. Facing her beauty, I still can't believe it. I did nothing for her. What kind of virtue can she just squatted under my crotch and willingly did those things for me.

Suddenly I felt lucky to be thrown away and was hit by a pie falling from the sky. I was thinking about whether to buy a hundred lottery tickets. Maybe I could still be lucky and become a billionaire the next day

Why are you smirking? Slutty is almost flowing out! Ye Ziyan suddenly made a sound, interrupting my lust

I came back to my senses and said in a panic: No, nothing! I saw her obviously distrustful eyes, and honestly, I just felt incredible and I felt very lucky.

Ye Ziyan understood what I meant. She chuckled and shook her head, walked to the bathroom and said, "I'll rinse my mouth!"

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, I stood in the room, looking boredly at the decoration of the house, the decoration in the decorative room was very good, at least much better than my home. The furniture and lighting were all very romantic, like it was designed specifically for my lover, and there were two abstract paintings hanging on the wall.

A rose that fell in the rain and had already started to rot. Another painting is a naked woman. The woman is very small elsewhere, with only her breasts big and disproportionately. She is almost caught up with her whole person. I have no artistic cells innately, so I can't tell what I want to express.

I saw it while traveling, and I felt it was good, so I bought it! Ye Ziyan's voice suddenly sounded behind me.

I was fascinated by the sight, and I didn't hear her coming out of the bathroom and looking back. She stood behind me, looking at the painting on the wall, holding one hand horizontally around her waist, holding the other hand holding the cigarette, the familiar white lady's cigarette appeared in her slender fingers again

Looking at her, I suddenly felt that sometimes the smoker was also very delicious. I signaled to the painting on the wall and said, "What does it mean?"

Ye Ziyan took a sip of cigarette and slowly spit out the smoke. The author of this painting said that the painting was a woman who had just given birth. She was pregnant in September and gave birth to a child. But she found that her husband couldn't stand the loneliness of September and threw himself into the arms of other women. All she lost was her body. After saying that, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's a satirizing some people!"

I felt that this topic was a bit heavy, so I opened the door and suggested: Let's go downstairs!

Ye Ziyan doesn't make sense either

I stood by the door and made a gesture of asking for help

She smiled without being shy, and walked out proudly like a princess, high heels stepped on the wooden floor of the corridor, making a clattering sound, as if stepping into people's heart step by step

When I went downstairs, I asked curiously: Whose place belongs to?

It's all of us! This is a secret place for gatherings! No one lives here! Ye Ziyan replied

I nodded and understood that after going downstairs, the villa was already empty, and only Ye Ziyan and I were left.

It seemed that Ye Ziyan had already guessed that she was not surprised at all, she walked to the table, poured two glasses of wine, and handed it to me and said, "Do you have a glass?"

Where did they go? I took the wine glass and asked

Looking for joy! Ye Ziyan is mysterious and her eyes are ambiguous

I understood instantly, and didn't ask again in embarrassment