She couldn't think anymore as his burning lips caught her raspberry red, and could only bite her lip helplessly to keep it from moaning in unbearable low.

Cheng Huan, for her, is more jerky and helpless.

In the face of his indulgence, she didn't know how to respond.

In a moment, her body jerked into the air, and she was immediately thrown into the wide soft bed.

He pressed it hard, his thin lips snaking down her neck......

Thin lips and large rough hands continued to ignite a flame of desire on her fair, silky skin. He lit the fire in her body, but he didn't let her burn completely, his deep eyes were like the sea, and below the calm were the turbulent waves.

In the next second, her soft body was penetrated strongly, and the indescribable pleasure made both of them breathe rapidly.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, heavy gasps and muttering moans came and went, and the two fiery bodies were entangled and demanded from each other.

……

The curtains in the room were wide open, and the bright sunlight and the breeze came in.

The white gauze curtain was swept high by the wind and swayed around the room.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yucheng weakly clinged to Feng Hao's shoulders, and after experiencing a ** surging tide of love, her whole body skin was covered with a layer of attractive powder.

She was tired, she was already a little exhausted, and she couldn't even breathe.

Sensing her discomfort, Feng Hao thoughtfully slowed down the pace, but there was no intention of ending, he stroked her sweaty sideburns, then leaned his head and kissed her lips endlessly.

She was completely devastated, and the last clear thought that flashed through her mind turned out to be: she might be exhausted by this man in the future.

When the man finally had enough to eat and drink, Xia Yucheng was so tired that he almost fell apart.

……

The consequence of excessive indulgence is that he can't step on the meal, and even when he went downstairs to dinner, Xia Yucheng felt paralyzed and dizzy.

"I don't think you're trying hard enough!" the man's voice was low, but it was audible to everyone in the restaurant.

"Bang dang" The bowl in Xia Yucheng's hand fell on the table, and the maid on the side hurriedly came over to take a look.

"It's okay!" Xia Yucheng hurriedly picked up the bowl again, blushing and silently picking up the rice with chopsticks.

She was about to be tossed to death by him, and said she didn't work hard enough. Moreover, does this kind of thing have to be discussed in public?

Whether it's a qualified mistress or a vixen, it's not something that can be practiced in a day or two, right?

What's more, she has always been reserved, and she has not yet fully integrated herself into the kind of role that is not suitable for her at all.

"Don't you think I'm serving you?" The man elegantly put down the dishes and chopsticks, elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and his charming eyes were full of lazy and casual.

Xia Yucheng's head was buried lower and lower, and his face was almost next to the bowl.

"Nothing to say?" Feng Hao leaned over and stroked her hair with his hand. How could he not know that she was ashamed, she looked as cute as a child when she was ashamed, and his teasing was almost uncontrollable.

It is undeniable that Xia Yucheng can make him happy and make him laugh.

"I see!"

"What?"

"You know!"

"What do I know? I don't know anything!".

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