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Light and melodious, or rich and sweet, all kinds of floral fragrances are mixed together, and the warm breath exuded by Qi Weiwei's body is more and more sultry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She has never been a woman who knows how to smoke and look at her, and she always exudes an elegance that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

But now she just wants to have a child with him, and he refuses her kindness, but it doesn't matter, it's just an excuse for her, it's better to do such a thing for him than just thinking about doing such a thing with him, it's easier to make her live on face.

He understood the meaning anyway, and she closed her eyes in shame, letting his lips and tongue peck at his delicate earlobes and neck.

Her skin was as soft as the few pieces of the bud closest to the stamen, and people couldn't even bear to touch it, as if they were afraid that if they were not careful, they would leave a little trace.

The tip of Chen Zhengqian's tongue wrapped around her dexterous cochlea, making her purse her lips and let out a low greasy moan, and then her eyes were tightly closed by her own voice, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips parted, warm and fragrant like an orchid.

Her neck has the grace of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and people are moved by the rare sense of accomplishment when they climb on it, and the purity, not defiled, just amazed.

Chen Zhengqian's fingers brushed her neck, along the white skin next to the delicate collarbone, a piece of warm as fat, with quiet warmth flowing between the fingers, a little bit of warm breath trembled in the small movements of the two people gently touching, pulling the hearts of the two people who were close to each other.

Chen Zhengqian's fingers were close to the three-finger-wide suspenders of her plain white dress, and her body tensed up suddenly, and the softness that appeared between her eyebrows gave Chen Zhengqian the motivation to continue after holding his breath.

The person in front of him is too beautiful, the body under him is too moving, the feelings in his heart are too warm, and the memories of the past are too deep, entangled together, turning into a cloud of rain, creating a rainbow for the sun, connecting his heart on the one hand, and her love on the other.

"Sister Weiwei, I'm going to take off your skirt. Chen Zhengqian's fingers trembled slightly.

It's not that I haven't seen her body, but this time it's obviously a little different, this is a woman he respects, but now let her be tactful under him, defile her pure and warm body, and let such a woman and any ordinary woman find the best feeling in life.

Qi Weiwei's body was as soft as cotton, trembling under his fingertips, her delicate fingers grabbed his hand weakly, and she complained with disgust, "Whatever you want, don't talk to me." ”

"I don't want to talk to you, but you have to cooperate with me, how can I take it off when you are so stiff and tense like a puppet?" Chen Zhengqian pressed the blood-pumping emotion, his fingers pulling away her suspenders.

But her hand didn't move, and he couldn't take it off, seeing that half of the whiteness appeared, but he couldn't get a glimpse of his true face, which made Chen Zhengqian a little helpless.

"You laugh at me. ”

At this moment, girls need to indulge in tenderness and romance the most, a little teasing and banter will make them shy and embarrassed, Qi Weiwei was already nervous, and was laughed at by him, pushed him away, pretended to be angry and ran away.

Chen Zhengqian didn't stop her, and when she stood up, he hugged her, hugged her tightly, and kissed her heavily.

Qi Weiwei raised her fist and slammed his shoulder, this bad guy, people finally let go of their reserve, so active, he also laughed at others as puppets, didn't he know that girls are very taboo for others to say that she doesn't understand the amorous and doesn't know the taste?

Chen Zhengqian couldn't help her smash, kissed her unrelentingly, her fist gradually hung down weakly, Chen Zhengqian whispered in her ear: "Sister Weiwei, the man who serves you should undress." ”

"No, it won't. ”

Qi Weiwei bit her lip and didn't agree, her brain was not easy at all.

In that dream, he and he were already naked, and there didn't seem to be such a step as taking off their clothes, but now I know that this is the most difficult step, and it is not so easy and natural to make two neatly dressed people face each other.

"Put your arms around my neck and keep kissing me, I'll come by myself. ”

Chen Zhengqian does not force her, she and Sun Sun, she is different from everyone else, she doesn't need too much temptation and hesitation.

He and her, like normal adult men and women, can be in love with each other and naturally depend on each other.

Qi Weiwei reluctantly raised her arm, put it on his shoulder and didn't move, it turned out that she had made up her mind, but she only made up her mind and made some simple preparations.

She took it for granted that he should be the leader of this kind of thing, and he should lead her to complete it, and if she wants her to cooperate, she really won't.

The man in her arms exposed her naked body, smelling good, and the familiar breath made her intoxicated in the kiss, and her body softened softly, and she felt a slight chill in her body unconsciously, and opened her eyes suddenly, instinctively covering her hands in front of her chest, and a touch of the color of the sunset in the Twede Valley reflecting the water evaporated out.

"Who made you wear a long dress?"

Women in long skirts are always more reserved, and it is always easier for women to take off short skirts and short tops on the bed with extremely subtle movements and swaying bewitching.

But the long skirt is different, if Qi Weiwei maintains her usual state of mind, her movements will naturally have impeccable elegance, but if Chen Zhengqian takes the lead and lets her cooperate, it will be difficult to say, her stiff body just now is very clumsy.

Chen Zhengqian didn't want his sister Weiwei to really behave stupidly in the first time between him and her.

She should be impeccable, no matter the time, she is the ultimate beauty.

So he hugged her, let her skirt run down her watery skin, vented elegance, and then inadvertently untied her corset and hugged her horizontally.

He is not a little DD who needs to be taken care of by his sister, she is not a sister who also needs to maintain her reserve and identity, he and she, just a pair of male and female lovers, should do mature things so naturally and maturely.

Qi Weiwei glanced at it secretly, her eyes flickered slightly, looking at herself and him as the last place to hide her shame, looking at him and looking at herself and smiling, the nervousness suddenly disappeared quietly.

Chen Zhengqian carefully placed her on the petals, her soft white porcelain-like ** bloomed in the refreshing air with the fragrance of mountain wind and flowers, and the hip-length hair was like the shadow of the vines scattered by the moonlight, she looked at him, her eyes were soft, and she had a smile looking for the happiness she wanted, gently shaking her graceful figure to meet his warm body.

Chen Zhengqian carefully tasted, in this thin wind, the light sunlight, through the window, scattered on his and her skin, strong, delicate color, teasing his and her hearts, he and she both know, this is the last layer of tulle, after lifting, he and her, no longer have a reason to be hindered.

"Hurt me well, hurt me well, don't hurt me......"

Qi Weiwei bit her lip and raised her head slightly, the skin and throat under her swan-like slender and elegant neck tightened, her chest rose and fell, and her lower abdomen shrunk, waiting.

It's also a hint that she's ready.

The wind outside the window tugged at the rise and fall of the veil, and with the gentle sound of the valley, she shivered slightly, and bit her lip and let out a low moan, sweet and delicate, as delicate as her delicate fingers gently swept the song of the keys.

That's "Praise of Love", that's "The Romance of the Moon", that's "Lover's Whisper", that's the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, trembling the crisp bamboo, swaying out the bamboo leaves, and the broken sad and timid humming in the falling shadows.

He watched her attentively, as if she were the instrument on which he composed this romantic and warm movement, and like all instrumentalists were in harmony with the instrument, and when he played the movement, his favorite instrument at that time must have been the instrument that sang the beautiful leaping notes for him