Chen Dahe hurriedly said: "That can't be, I'll go back." ”

There was an indescribable urgency in his words.

He took her hand, her blush still unsubscribed.

She was full of sweetness, and all the things that should and should not have been thought about were left behind. It's good to feel happier than all of them in the moment.

He took her to find a taxi and ran straight to the hotel. If he hadn't drunk a little wine at dinner in the evening, he wouldn't have been so troublesome to drive.

Arriving at the hotel, Han Jiangxue was a little overwhelmed, and she was a little entangled. But Chen Dahe didn't give her a chance to tangle.

He took her hand and went straight into his room and closed the door. He Huan's old way must not go any further, when it is interrupted, it will be chaotic.

After closing the door, the closed five-star hotel, no more noisy, he closed the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Han Jiangxue was a little cramped, she didn't know what she should do at this time.

Chen Dahe looked at Han Jiangxue, his eyes lit up. The faint fragrance on her body made him lose his sense of a man.

He hugged her, feeling her softness, her body temperature, and her hot heartbeat.

She was hugged tightly by the young man, and she was a little short of breath, and she could feel the man's heat. She felt that the happiness of being hugged tightly turned out to be so beautiful, no wonder idol dramas were always filmed like this.

His red lips were like a wolf splashing ink at Fang Xuan, and he began to think, arrange, circulate, and write.

Han Jiangxue, who was wearing a long skirt, was as passive as a piece of pure white rice paper, and she was wantonly embellished by wolves.

The wolf touched his forehead, the tip of his nose, his earlobes, and his red lips. She has begun to learn to respond, and it turns out that rice paper also has a soul.

Wolf Hao continued to swim and began the whole layout, flowing to a pair of steamed bun mountains, the long skirt was faded, the skin was smooth, and the faint fragrance of rice paper made the man fall into the sea of desire, and there was no way back.

The tip of Mantou Mountain was touched by wolves, and the power penetrated the back of the paper, and the soul of the rice paper was completely stimulated, and such a work is the most beautiful in the world.

Wolf hair, wolf hair, how can you always be nostalgic for the infinite scenery on the top of Mantou Mountain, how can you stay in this Mantou Mountain for a long time. This great rivers and mountains, this infinite scenery, this lofty mountains, this snow-white rice paper, can all show their strength, whether it is calligraphy works or mountains and rivers splashing ink, they can all be done in one go.

He laid the rice paper, lay flat on the bed, and the wolf continued to swim, sliding down the Mantou Mountain, and came to the flat path under the Mantou Mountain.

Chen Dahe is completely passive with Jasmine, interacts with Xiuxiu, and is completely active with Han Jiangxue. The status in his heart is different, so there are these differences.

Crossing the flat path above and below the steamed buns, crossing the little dry pond (here is the navel) on the path, all the way down slowly, the rice paper is windless and automatic, quite ambiguous.

The green hills, the little canyons, the warm red underwear wraps it, and the spring light does not leak out.

He faded it away, and it fell slowly, infinitely gentle, and she didn't know whether to resist or submit, and for a moment she just listened to it.

O green hills, you are not very luxuriant, grass, why do you have a stream of clear water flowing out of the canyon above you? Under the light of the light, it is a little crystal clear.

The rice paper murmured, and the low wail, the sound was better than that of the lark, which made the man fascinated, and the restlessness in his heart was about to be triggered.

Chen Dahe has infinite tenderness, he will not be as rude as Jasmine, the beauty of the first night, spiritual satisfaction, and physical pleasure, this double happiness, only tonight.

The wolf moved down through the grass and into the narrow ravine. The clear spring surged, and Han Jiangxue's cheeks and ears were all red.

How did she know that Chen Dahe would do this again? But she no longer had the strength to resist, or she instinctively wanted not to resist.

The circulating wolf hair began to exert force, the advanced skills of calligraphers and painters, splendid articles, mountains and mountains, endlessly.

The ingenious wolf, the wonderful river, the snow in this cold river is about to melt. The true taste of the world, when the spirit and body are one.

Chen Dahe stripped off his clothes, revealing his hot body.

He slept next to her, his long fingertips gently swaying at the trembling rice paper. It seems that every time you touch it, it's like a micro-electric past.

She closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the indescribable pleasure of the moment. She used to watch TV and see similar plots, and she always felt that it could be like that, but now that she was there, she realized that her real feelings were like this.

He took her hand close to his body and let her simmer slowly. The heat in the man's body made her feel very good to the touch.

The place in his body that had changed the most was already slightly on her smooth skin, and he was a little ready to move.

She was a little unbelievable, the man's structure was very different from that of a woman, although she didn't feel it with her own fingers.

But the only one that wanders around her hips, hot and tough, makes her feel the desire in the bottom of a man's heart.

When she was reading books, she wrote about this episode, and she always said that men are irrational at this juncture, but why didn't she lose her senses?

Some things will come after all.

The two bodies under the light are very layered. The height swayed from side to side, and the woman was in some pain, but as soon as she closed her eyes, it passed.

Chen Dahe's glory rose to a notch after two battles with Jasmine.

On this first night, he had to make the woman unforgettable. He was extremely gentle and did everything he could. He wanted her to feel the lowest pain, or no pain.

Lingering, shaking, and gentle at first. There was no earth-shattering, no drasticism, no shaking of the earth.

She murmured, and couldn't help but stick out the tip of her tongue, and he was greedy, wrapping the tip of his tongue.

This two-person Arhat with a level is not a big Zhang Dahe, but he is slowly marching in, she is adapting, and she is impatient, which is a brute that only a fledgling young man knows.

Getting better, there is nothing better in heaven and earth.

The man's back, waist, and buttocks rise and fall one after another in the layering of the two arhats, like flowing waves, which are very regular.

Entanglement, the entanglement of the snake spitting out letters, the fusion of saliva and saliva. But no one will find it disgusting. This is probably the unique pleasure between men and women.

There was a woman's voice echoing in the room, not as debauched and open as Jasmine, but with a little suppressed emotion. But this beauty made Chen Dahe feel more and more incomparably the fun of being a man.

There are no complicated bizarre poses, everything is natural and traditional. It's just the top and bottom of the two Arhats.

There are some things that need to be developed, where is there such a high level of talent in the first place, and you know how to fall out of the two Arhats?

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