The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 790: Chapter 790: Eternal Father

"Ah... husband... are you deceiving me..."

In the cornfield, Zhao Jiaqi, kneeling on the ridge, felt the tight Soul-snatching Cave being roughly invaded and couldn’t help but moan.

"How could this be called deceiving, reality is the best truth to test everything, of course we have to try and see if it can still be used like before."

While tightly gripping Zhao Jiaqi’s waist and pounding against her plump, snowy buttocks, Lin Fan said with a wicked grin.

"This... this isn’t... it’s quite useful... you’re... you’re killing me..."

Zhao Jiaqi, panting heavily, shyly turned her head back to see Lin Fan’s greedy smirk, "You... you’re just deceiving me... you had me worried just now."

"Worried that it wouldn’t work in the future?"

Lin Fan laughed and slapped her snowy buttocks, "You’re so hard on your husband, consider this a minor punishment for a major caution."

"I didn’t know... it was you... you just burst out suddenly... I thought I encountered a bad person... I was worried... I couldn’t bear children for you... I’m still planning for pregnancy."

the Soul-snatching Cave, and Zhao Jiaqi, with a flushed face, lay on

prepared for me, we definitely have to make good use of

ravaged the tight Soul-snatching Cave unscrupulously, pulling her body up and kneading her slightly protruding breasts with his devil’s claws. Even

can’t we do this at home...

villa’s yard before, she had never actually experienced it in a cornfield before, so

everyone is at home eating lunch or taking a nap at this time. No one will

ridge, allowing Zhao Jiaqi to straddle him, supporting her soft buttocks with

accompanied by the scorching release of essence, the two clung tightly together, lips locking, with Zhao Jiaqi wishing she could melt into a pond of fresh

then casually walked toward home. Just as they reached the front door, they saw Lin’s parents

eyes, Chu Shihan was the bona fide girlfriend while she and Chen Jiayi were merely vacationing friends; yet unexpectedly, Lin Fan still wrapped his arm around

"Young master..."

Fan walked back holding Zhao Jiaqi, his loving father stood respectably there, while his mother kept her head down,

discuss this at

parents at that moment and suddenly felt a foreignness he had never experienced

walked back into the house, where Chen Jiayi, who had been reading upstairs, hurried down. Her sharp senses immediately noticed the old couple’s troubled expressions, though she ultimately restrained herself from

take a seat on the