The muscular waist squeezed strongly into her legs, and the big palm clasped the back of her head, and he kissed her hard.

The long tongue swept through her sweet mouth, and he sucked every ounce of her soft fragrance, hooking the tip of her tongue like eating some delicious snack, and he kissed it wildly.

Not!

Feng Lingxue felt out of breath, his hot and ferocious kiss was about to devour her.

Didn't he dislike her lips?

Why are you kissing so hard now?

When he was about to suffocate, Feng Lingxue raised two small hands against his strong chest and pushed him away.

She buried her little head obediently in his arms, and her two little hands slid down and hugged his waist.

Xuanying's eyes were red, his breathing was unsteady, his thin lips fell on her hair, and he was almost out of control by her kiss.

Want her.

Every cell in her body was clamoring for --- for her.

Although he resented her and hated her in his heart, his body was extremely honest and easily succumbed to her.

He hasn't had a woman yet.

She was his first woman.

The years in Gillian's room were his entire adolescence, and when other boys set their sights on girls, he was no exception.

She grew up little by little, and became more and more exquisite.

He would have spring-dreams, and in the dreams it was her, and it was all her.

In the past three years, he still has this kind of dream, and she still appears in his dreams again and again.

He was at the age of his prime, and he had two physical desires a week, and he was depressed in the army, although there was a stunning enchantress who washed and packed it and sent it to his tent, but he did not touch it.

It's not for her to guard herself like jade, how can she match, but his vision has been raised, those stunning enchantresses or beautiful concubines in Hanshan Garden, he always feels inferior to her.

Don't want to sleep.

Just want to sleep with her.

Xuan Ying came to her ear and whispered in a hoarse voice with satin-like hair, "Your little stone is in my trouser pocket, you take it yourself." ”

Feng Lingxue quickly stretched out her little hand and kicked it into his trouser pocket.

Her soft little hand touched his firm thigh through a thin layer of fabric.

But she touched it around, but she didn't touch it.

Raising her head, her seductive eyes fell on his handsome face, "There is no little stone for me." ”

Xuanying stared at her darkly, and picked up her little face with his big palm, "You serve well, and I'll give it to you." ”

Feng Lingxue's eyes slowly bloomed with a soft style, she got down from the dresser and slowly squatted in front of him.

She reached out her little hand to undo his black belt...

Xuan Ying stretched out his palm, scooped her up from the squatting, and put it back on the dresser, "No, I want... You. ”

As he spoke, he pushed the hem of her skirt up.

Feng Lingxue's body gradually became stiff, she stretched out her little hand and pressed his big palm, she looked at him cautiously, "Master, can I... In other ways..."

Xuanying raised her eyes, she looked at him with a pale face, and even the body under her palm was stiff like a stone.

She called him "Master".

This "master" seemed to throw a basin of cold water on him, if it weren't for the broken stone, she wouldn't have called him at all, wouldn't have come, wouldn't have taken the initiative to hug him and kiss him, and wouldn't have been so well-behaved.

Xuan Ying withdrew his hand, he glanced at her coldly and vigilantly, "If you don't want to, don't come, laugh at others, and show a strong face to me all day long?"