Feng Hao didn't speak, just looked at her deeply, looking straight into her pure black eyes, then lowered his head again and kissed her on the lips.

It took him a moment before he whispered to her lips, "Give it to me!"

She blushed and nodded.

He chuckled, teasing her lips, probably parting for a while, Feng Hao's enthusiasm was even greater than ever, he rubbed her soft body vigorously, and couldn't help but imprint his own marks on her skin.

She almost collapsed in his arms, leaning against his fiery body, sobbing like a kitten as he moved.

He slowed down, afraid that she would not be able to bear such intenseness, after so many days of separation, he was eager to look at her body, trying to be gentle with her, but the desire of the body was difficult to control, especially the one under him was her.

He gently squeezed into her body and said softly, "Orange Orange, I want you very much, tonight, a little longer!"

She blushed and gasped, her senses stimulated her and she couldn't help but moan and grapple at him tighter. This feeling is always once, and I am thirsty for more......

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The day before the tea party, Fujiwara Xiang called Xia Yucheng to the hall in the front yard.

In the lobby, on two square wooden shelves, hang two fully unfolded women's kimonos. One is purple with cherry blossoms, and the other is cyan with green pine.

The clothes are made of exquisite materials, the pattern design is exquisite, and the hand-embroidery is meticulous, and the clothes spread out are like two perfect painting scrolls, which are very beautiful.

"Miss Xia is here, you didn't come over for breakfast and lunch today to eat with grandma, what's wrong?, are you feeling unwell?" Li Wanqing stared at Xia Yucheng and asked with a smile.

Xia Yucheng's cheeks were slightly red, he didn't come out to eat, it wasn't caused by the wind, he was over as soon as he tossed it.

Seeing that she did not speak, her face turned red. Li Wanqing didn't have to think about it to guess the reason, and Fujiwara Xiang, who was sitting on the side, was even more displeased.

That look was as if he was looking at a red face.

"Come here! take a look!" Fujiwara Xiang glanced at Xia Yucheng dissatisfiedly and said, "These two clothes are specially customized for Wanqing, and they are ready to be worn at tomorrow's tea party." You just came, it's too late to customize the dress, Wanqing is generous, willing to give you one, don't you thank her?"

Xia Yucheng looked at the clothes and knew that Fujiwara Xiang was deliberately raising Li Wanqing in front of her, she smiled and said to Li Wanqing: "Thank you, Miss Li!"

"Miss Xia, you're welcome!" Li Wanqing looked at Xia Yucheng's eyes with obvious pride and pride.

"Wanqing, since it's made for you, you can choose one first!"

"Yes, thank you, Grandma!"

Li Wanqing agreed, walked to the shelf, and looked at the two clothes intently. In fact, when she first saw the clothes, she felt that the cherry blossoms were short, and she didn't like them very much, and the green pines were evergreen, she thought it was a good sign, so she had an idea of what to choose.

"Which one do you like?" Fujiwara looked at her with a smile.

Li Wanqing's eyes rolled, turned her head, and smiled unusually brightly: "This is grandma's intention, or grandma will help me choose it herself! ”

"It's okay, the most important thing is that you like it!".

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