Wang Xia, who is already tall, proud, and slightly lonely and self-appreciative, is a notoriously cold and glamorous beauty! How can she tolerate this unbearable blow?

Isn't this a man's thinness?

As soon as she heard Ye Bilian's three words, she suddenly felt ashamed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The nerves that were burning in my heart seemed to wake up in an instant. Obviously, the man in front of him belonged to him, and he was holding his figure lightly in his arms, but he was shouting the name of another woman.

What has he become? Is it a substitute or a substitute? What have you gotten? Is it a person or a heart, or is it no soul at all, but a bare and empty shell?

Looking back on everything in the past, Wang Xia's scalp was numb, and even she couldn't answer her own whereabouts, why was it so close and unfathomable in a man's arms at this moment?

Mu Ne's nerves seemed to have an idea suddenly.

In an inertia where Wen Guoqiang sat paralyzed on the sofa, he took the opportunity to look and fled arbitrarily.

When Wen Guoqiang's body collapsed on the sofa diagonally, Wang Xia made a powerful movement, and Ma Li broke free and got up.

Out of the man's strong physique, he has just stood firm and wants to start. But before her legs took a small half step, Wen Guoqiang's strong leg hooked forward forcefully, blocking her way.

"Come back! Where do you want to go? I'm finally invited, and it's not good to accompany me! People say that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold overnight, but today is a good birthday for my aunt!"

Wen Guoqiang muttered incoherently, and a powerful and domineering slap hand leaned forward with his body and pulled Wang Xia strongly.

casually tried her best to get up, without using the strength of her wrist, only with a gentle stroke of her fingers, Wang Xia fell on the sofa. Her wonderful posture is naturally horizontal under the strong physique of a man, and her back is pressed against the man's chest.

The man began to squeeze the air between her and his body with his muscular physique. Wang Xia knew that she loved this man, but she really didn't want to give her first time to him in such an embarrassing situation! Not to mention the voice of another woman.

A woman's life, this last line of defense, is so important! Not only is the ink that makes her go from a girl to a woman, but also a symbol of the innocence of this life, so it seems even more precious. Even a stupid woman will understand! What's more, Wang Xia is a smart, intelligent and sensitive woman.

Although Wang Xia didn't want to resist too stubbornly, she stirred up the current lingering stalemate. But she was really reluctant to give him her first time in this situation!

I don't know whether it was urgent or excited, his eyes were ruddy, and he almost pleaded hoarsely, "Wen Guoqiang, don't be like this, okay! Please give me time, I will accept you." ”

Wang Xia begged Wen Guoqiang to let her go, but Wen Guoqiang's stimulation of anesthetic alcohol and the expansion of physical and psychological desires were almost uncontrollable.

Wang Xia clearly felt that one hand forcefully peeled off her blouse, and then it seemed like a wet paintbrush, which was winding along her neck and back, through the pores of her skin, all the way to the curve of her body, passing through her back inch by inch, falling fine and dense small flames. At this moment, Wang Xia felt it, it was a man's kiss, unscrupulous!

Just as Wen Guoqiang's hands were in the lingering place of the woman's snow, stroking with both hands, waving the halo of youth one after another, and surging with enthusiasm, one foot unconsciously touched the coffee table at the bevel corner of the sofa.

The sharp edges and corners of the glass coffee table caused the man to instinctively ache in his constitution, and he had to give a slight convulsion. A void in the body, a sturdy physique that was pressed like a rock, but it was slowly lifted up by a slight upward movement. Wang Xia followed the gap vacated by the man's body, and consciously broke away from the man's beastly minions, and got up as if fleeing with his life.

She didn't want to see herself embarrassed, conquered by a man, hysterically muttering another woman's name, perhaps a strong sense of self-esteem that she didn't tolerate, and trying to get out of the door.

Three steps into two steps to the door of the living room.

Just when you are about to grab the metal handle of the iron door, you only need a slow motion, gently turn the handle, and you can leave.

At this moment, there was a plop, a shrill and clumsy sound, and she had to turn her head to stare at it.

Wen Guoqiang was so drunk that he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

I don't know if it's out of a woman's instinctive kindness, or a man's unforgotten compassion. In short, the hand that had lost the handle hesitated.

Do you want to leave like this?

Pour him a glass of water, maybe it will relieve the anesthesia and pain of Jiuqing.

Wang Xiajing was standing in the door room, and she should have been able to gently rotate the handrail, naturally and easily, and smoothly snatched the door out.

At this moment, his body froze in place, one hand lightly grasped the metal handle of the iron door, motionless.

Maybe even she didn't know what she was looking for at the moment, whether it was to pour a glass of water for a man, or to wait for a man to give her a justifiable and high-sounding reason to stay.

As expected, time passed gently with Wang Xia's hesitant nerve endings minute by minute, waiting for the best time to separate from the man.

I don't know if I can't bear it or I don't want to?

In the moment of silence, the man's strong arm had already held her entire waist between the palms and elbows of her hands, not allowing her to have another chance to brew anything.

The man was domineering and continued to mumble to himself: Do you want to run? My heart, do you understand or do you pretend to be confused? How much can you read?

Holding the woman in his arms in his arms, he stumbled towards the door that Wen Guoqiang was familiar with.

Wang Xia knew very clearly that she was carried into the bedroom by a man at this time, and it was a soft bed, not a narrow sofa.

A romantic warmth infiltrated her, and a reason to stay willingly lingered in her ears.

It's not me, you can't blame me, it's you Wen Guoqiang who has repeatedly blocked me and stopped me from leaving! Don't let me escape from this door, I'm not a casual woman! I'm not a debauched and casual woman!

With a justifiable reason for herself, Wang Xia's eyes were full of tenderness, and she was as docile as she could, and she completely gave herself to a man.

Unreservedly.

Satisfying what a man wants......

Whether it should have happened or not, it has happened.

After Wen Guoqiang enjoyed the stimulation of men and the gentleness of women, he fell asleep in a daze, and snored like thunder.

Wang Xia is completely naked at the moment, her graceful figure and slender figure show the beauty of women to the fullest.

The long eyelashes hang low, like a butterfly wing with light wings, flickering gently and softly; even the breathing is light and shallow, cautious, for fear that a casual gasp will alarm the sleeping man next to him; a head of black hair fluttering and scattered on the snow-white pillow scarf, more women have a different kind of charm; delicate facial features, so beautiful that people are excited.

But the man slept quietly and peacefully, and the snoring sound of a sound sleep was hearty. I couldn't see the fairy in front of me, a figure that was so pure and almost holy that it was almost holy.

Wang Xia gently moved sideways to the edge of the bed on the bed for a while, and then turned over cautiously and quietly looked at the sleeping man.

The sound of the man's sleeping snoring made her unbearable.

Although it is not a small single bed, at this moment, there is the heartbeat of two people.

At this time, there is a man and a woman breathing in the hotbed.

Wang Xia looked at the man, I don't know what kind of mood she was in?

There was a faint, dazed pain, I don't know what kind of heartache made her entangled, who should pay for all this?

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, it is impossible to see in the night whether tomorrow's road is muddy, bumpy, crooked and winding?

What kind of sky would it be on a starless night?

A man left quietly!

I don't know how long it took, but the sky quietly shone in a glimmer of light, and the oblique sunlight reflected on the man's cheeks.

Wen Guoqiang opened his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, rubbed the back of his head, and pounded his back.

I unconsciously sighed, I slept so well tonight! Today's weather is really good! The sun is shining.

But before the aftermath fell, there was an inexplicable thought that came to my heart, and I had palpitations, it wouldn't be tonight's dream come true, right?

What instantly catches your eye is the white sheets, red prints, and their own mottled traces.

Wen Guoqiang shuddered, stood up, stunned! Who is it?

Looking at the traces left by himself, could it be that he hadn't touched a woman for a long time?

A surprised hand unconsciously stroked it, and the soft dark flowers of the sheets reflected a different kind of red.

How is that possible?

Wen Guoqiang was ashamed, and hammered his lowered head, as if there were a hundred and ten thousand reasons why he shouldn't, he hurt a woman, and he was really ashamed.

A person quietly staggered to the living room with his thoughts drifting away, and saw the carnation petals scattered all over the ground, revealing a refreshing fragrance and exuding a woman's faint body fragrance.

Wen Guoqiang timidly only said a few words.

I only sent an invitation to one person, but she didn't know it.