"It means that we have the conditions to get married, besides, don't we have a son?" When it came to his son, Yan Ziqing was full of confidence, "An An, do you want to let our son be an illegitimate child?"

"What do you know about my difficulties? You and your family are only one family, and when you break your head, it's still a family. How can I ignore it like you, and you still won't let me enter the gate of the Yan family?" Anno stretched out his arm, hooked his neck affectionately, raised his chin and bit the corner of his lips, and said very softly, "San'er, don't worry, of course I want to marry you, who else can I marry if I don't marry you?"

"I love to hear that!" he smiled, with obvious connivance and pampering on his face, his rough fingers slowly caressed her lips, and whispered emotionally, "An An, I love you, I want to love you very much!"

"You drank today, don't love it, it's not in line with eu......genics," Anno smiled and gave way to the side, but his body was tightly fixed by him, and his warm lips were instantly covered.

She put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away, but he hugged him tighter.

He pried her lips open, as he had always done, domineering and aggressive in order to seize her approval. The more she resisted, the more he insisted.

The hot and humid kiss soon lost Anno's mind, and his strong embrace and the familiar smell on his body made her nostalgic, indulgent, and reluctant.

For a long time, she leaned on him helplessly, slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled him towards herself, and began to respond gently and delicately.

The two people kissed unlovingly, as if time had stopped flowing, as if there was only their existence in this world.

Finally, Yan Ziqing raised her head and looked at her misty little face affectionately, which was smeared with a seductive flush.

"I really don't want to?" his handsome facial features looked even more three-dimensional under the warm and misty light.

Anno lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly: "Sleep!"

"Can't sleep!" his eyes were tender, mixed with desire. The big hand slowly went down, caressing slowly in the sensitive zone he was familiar with.

Anno was disturbed, gasping softly, staring at him with silky eyes. Then he raised his hand and gently stroked his handsome and warm face, and the delicate lips kissed his resolute chin, slowly upward, and gently swept over his thin lips.

"Use ...... That's it!" she whispered, clasping her hands on his shoulders and muttering.

Hearing this, Yanzi smiled lightly, quickly leaned over and pulled open the bedside table drawer, took out the TT, and then covered her delicate lips with thin lips again.

The possessive, longing, deep kiss was so strong that she couldn't resist, and like a drowning person, she wrapped her arms around his neck and arched herself close to him.

The scorching heat of his body and the heavy breathing ignited the extreme longing in her body.

"An An, good girl, I love you......" he whispered softly in her ear, burying himself deep into her warm, tight body.

Rapid and low gasps and delicate mutter-mutter--moan, softly chanting and singing in the night.

"San'er ......" Anno helplessly followed his rhythm and flew in the pleasure of desire, all the qiē was no longer important, she just wanted to fly higher with him...... Higher ......

The soft lighting and graceful undulations in the room create a beautiful room.

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