Hoshino didn't speak, looking at the Kong Ming lantern slowly coming up outside the car window, his eyes were very deep.

Yu Sixin sighed again: "You can't let it go now, she's already married." ”

Hoshino's eyes fell on him at this time: "Stop, the police car behind is coming." ”

"I'm still afraid of a police car?" Yussin's identity is indeed not afraid.

Hoshino's voice was like jade: "I mean it's time to go, you still have something to do over there." ”

Yusishin paused before he began to turn the steering wheel, and the corners of his mouth, hidden in the dark, rose a little faintly.

If the cave room spends candle night.

Tonight is the real candle night in the cave room.

In the flower room near the church, in the bathtub, the black yarn fluttered layer by layer with the water waves, wrapping around the white clothes on Qin Mo's body.

The starry sky can be reflected overhead, and everything is beautiful.

The breath rises with the temperature of the room, layer by layer.

The phone on the ground was ringing, and I didn't pay attention to it.

Bo Jiu only said one sentence: "The clothes are ......"

was kissed by him on the neck, and his breath also came, a little hot and a little heavy: "I'll help you wear it in a while." ”

The tingling sensation spread all over his body with his fingers.

When the black veil fades, the sensation comes from the tailbone even more.

What Bo Jiu could feel was the burning heat on his body, which was very hot, as if it could burn all her sanity.

He pressed her wrist against the edge of the tub.

The black gauze was messy and piled up around his waist.

Because of the action, the bathtub was full.

You can see the black and white clothes.

It's all covered on Bo Jiu's body.

The porcelain jade-like skin has been imprinted at this time, and even the corners of her eyes have brought out crimson, and every place is a drop of jade condensation, which makes people want to destroy her even more.

When a witch is moving, she is always extremely beautiful.

There is some temptation everywhere, but I don't know it.

Unfortunately, very few people can get a witch.

It's because most men like pure white people.

In addition, the witch is never at the mercy of anyone.

This will not be easy to show such an expression.

Unless, that person is specific.

For example, Bo Jiu vs. Qin Mo.

Seeing Qin Mo, my heart itched, and it couldn't be eliminated no matter what time it was.

Because in her opinion.

When doing this kind of thing.

Few people can be like him.

When the ascetic aura on his body was broken, what flowed from that handsome face was deadly sexy.

It's like a white-clothed god who has fallen into the demon world, obviously cold and noble, but those eyes are stained with other things because of her.

In this way, how can it not be itchy.

Bo Jiu chuckled and pulled the two people closer.

He didn't stop for half a minute, the only time he didn't listen to her pleas for mercy.

"Enough...... Enough is enough......" Bo Jiu's breath was no longer stable.

The water flowed faster, and the sound of falling to the ground was so clear that it echoed through the bathroom.

Bo Jiu's eyes had begun to dissipate because of that joy.

Drops of water ran down his black hair and landed on her collarbone, burning the man's mind blank.

"Not enough, how can it be enough. Qin Mo leaned over, his eyes were heavy, and his breath hit her neck: "Nine, you believe in my self-control too much. ”