Genting Villas

On the neat road, surrounded by green trees, a house that is known as the taste and status of the world grows - Genting Villa.

This is the treasure land of Feng Shui in H City, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a wide field of vision, elegant scenery, pleasant scenery, and even the night at night can hardly hide the moving.

In the bedroom, on the huge Sealy bed, a man and a woman are doing the most instinctive movement in the history of human development.

The small crystal gypsum lamp on the head of the bed exudes a dreamlike soft halo like a night pearl, but he did not bring the warmth and romance of the bedroom, on the contrary, because the faint breeze outside blew in, disturbing the softness of the light, Mo Haoteng's face seemed to flicker and flicker under such a light, and there was an indescribable cold and weird.

Xia Ling was pressed under him, his black hair was scattered on the pink sheets, he didn't resist, he didn't squeak, his delicate face didn't have any expression, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked straight at the ceiling, and he couldn't see any emotion.

It's just that she didn't know that her reaction aroused the man's desire to challenge even more, Xia Ling was always such an uncooperative demeanor, let him ravage, let him vent, her straight eyes against the ceiling, not so much that she gave up, but that she was stubbornly resisting, she was always so invincible, extremely high, disdainful of any of his actions, disdainful of any of his efforts, such Xia Ling made him grit his teeth with hatred, the more she wanted to conquer her.

5 years, 5 years, he is familiar with Xia Ling, just like he is familiar with himself, even if she doesn't squeak, she has been silent, he knows where her excitement is, and even when her hair opens, he knows it well.

This stubborn woman, even if her body betrayed her, she never said a word that made him warm, and it was precisely because of this that he couldn't stop wanting her more and more. And only at this time can he feel that she belongs to him, and he can completely possess her.

Mo Haoteng's strong chest, vigorous body kept charging into battle, wave after wave of ripples impacted Xia Ling's body, the pleasure brought by the action made her good-looking willow eyebrows slowly frown, and her white body gradually turned crimson because of the ups and downs of the movements, the savagery, domineering, and uncontrollable possessiveness in Mo Haoteng's eyes let her know that her resistance would never be effective, so she knew the times very well and gave up struggling.

Life is like rape, if you can't resist, then enjoy it. Xia Ling felt that his life was the same as his current situation, and if he couldn't resist, then enjoy it.

Today, she just needs to pretend to be the same as before, after today, who can control who in the future, who knows? This idea made Xia Ling's eyes unconcealably bright, and the bright and bright eyes looked at Mo Haoteng, this is simply a 10,000-year-old iron tree blooming flowers, a miracle!

Xia Ling finally reacted to him, Danfeng, who was as beautiful as the stars in the night sky, had a sparkling smile in his eyes, and his ruddy and sexy lips could suck people's souls like the bells of demon dreams. If he received great praise, he moved harder, and the amplitude became greater and greater, and the bed shook with it.

The moonlight outside was lightly carried by the breeze, and he shyly hid in the clouds, and the atmosphere was even more ambiguous. With a low roar from the man, Xia Ling felt an unprecedented feeling from his body to his heart, as if a certain force suddenly sent him to the top, dizzy and satisfied.

"Ling, give me a little more time!" Mo Haoteng felt Xia Ling's underneath the rhythmic twisting of some parts of himself, some liquid warm passing, he knew that he had given her an unprecedented feeling. The sense of accomplishment and excitement made his voice more deep and magnetic, very sexy, and his eyes were covered with a deep layer of fog. It's like a confession, it's more like a promise.

Mo Haoteng lay on her body, as if he wanted to continue to be one with her, his breathing slowly calmed down from different depths, and his heart was calm and rhythmic, and the sound of "dong dong" penetrated Xia Ling's body, he was tired, exhausted, and very satisfied. His performance really made her feel that he really loved her, and his eyes were full of reflections of her, something called affection that could go straight to the depths of her soul.

Even if it was an illusion, it made her heart tighten. A helpless and desperate sneer flashed at the corner of Xia Ling's lips, she had given him enough time, so much that she was exhausted and passionless.

When she wanted to be affectionate, but never got it, when she didn't need it, he appeared, life is always contradictory, what she wants and what she doesn't want are never on the same level, which makes her entangled, and the same, makes her feel ironic.

"Get up! I'll take a shower. Xia Ling's lips opened, her voice was as steady as possible, slightly tired and slightly coquettish, and pushed away the man who was pressing on her. However, she didn't push away, his body was too heavy, and he had no intention of leaving.

"Let me hug you! for a while, for a moment. Don't take medicine today, is it okay to have a baby?" Today, he seems to be extremely attached to her, and his voice from the heart comes out with many begging that people can't refuse, and there is affection for him. There is also a child, touching the weakest part of her heart, Xia Ling silently felt that her eyes were hot, and a line of tears fell into the hair along the corners of her eyes without warning, wetting her long hair. Child, how she wished she could have a child at that time, but unfortunately there was still no child.

Therefore, today, she will not let herself have children.

It didn't take long for Mo Haoteng to seem to be a lot more satisfied, and finally left her body. Xia Ling got up lazily from the bed, was sore, wrapped a piece of clothing, opened the bag, picked up Yu Ting in the bag, ate it without hesitation, drank half a glass of water and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out, Mo Haoteng was already asleep in bed.

I have to say that Mo Haoteng's incomparably handsome face has indeed harmed many ignorant girls, and of course she is one of them. She didn't have much time to look at him like this, a long time ago, when she wanted to see him like a fool, he wouldn't satisfy her most of the time, ridiculing her as a nymphomaniac, and when he wanted to give her a good look, she really didn't bother to look at him well.

And tonight, she really couldn't help but want to take a good look at him, jumping on his angular and cold face under the soft light, breathing evenly, very quiet, but the tightly locked sword eyebrows really couldn't stretch out, expressing the sadness and melancholy that couldn't be dissolved.