Chapter 172: Wushan Plays with Clouds and Rain

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Nan Ronglie was in a moment of excitement, and her sentence of "let go of me" seemed to become a murmur in his ears, not only did not let go, but she put her body tighter. Leaving no gaps, I can't wait to rub her into my body.

Ling Caiwei's back was pressed against the desk, and her two little legs hung down under the table, bearing the pressure of his body, intentionally or unintentionally. The hard object he pressed between her legs was even harder than the golden silk nanmu against her back.

She blushed and felt like her skin was on fire.

"You let go of me. She began to struggle, trying to push him away.

As everyone knows, at this moment, any of her small actions have become provocative, teasing and flirting in the eyes of a man who is burned by love.

Nam Ronglie didn't know that the sanity of the people under him had gradually recovered, and he was still immersed in love and desire. The hand that roamed over her shoulder slowly reached under her collarbone.

He was like a man bent on conquering a mountain, and the closer he got to the tower, the more agitated his body became.

Ling Caiwei pushed away his left hand, he climbed up his right hand again, she stubbornly opened his two hands, his closed eyes suddenly opened, Ling Caiwei saw a trace of evil in his bloodshot eyes. Immediately, his hands were clasped tightly above her head, and a deep, domineering wet kiss stopped her breathing again.

With her sigh, Nan Ronglie finally got his wish and grabbed the pink and soft temptation that he had been longing to touch.

The tingling sensation that spread outward from the depths of the body hit Ling Caiwei and Nan Ronglie at the same time.

After a moment's pause, she realized what he was doing, and writhed to get up and push away the man who was pressing against her and kneading her without stopping.

Nan Ronglie's martial arts were originally a few points superior to her, but they were out of control under the urging of lust, leaving only the aggressiveness of the beast when he begged for pleasure with his partner.

The more she struggled, the more excited he became, the more she wanted to escape, the more he wanted to keep her under him.

Kneading the seduction in his palm, the swelling he had raised made him hungry and thirsty like he had never felt before, and he couldn't wait to get her, to enter her, to make her completely his woman, and never to leave him again. Only by possessing him will she not go to the Qin State and will stay.

His selfish thoughts flashed through his mind, and he could never stop.

His lips were like warriors sweeping through a thousand armies, raging on her delicate, fair skin, and there were enduring red marks everywhere he went.

Her struggles turned to futility, and the tears that had accumulated in her eyes rolled down one by one.

Just as his lips were about to capture the mass of temptation he had been kneading, the door to the study was suddenly pushed open, and they both heard the tray fall to the ground and the porcelain shattering as it hit the floor.

This small movement awakened Nan Ronglie's suppressed reason in his heart, and his body stood in front of Ling Caiwei. Although he could only be seen from the direction of the door, Nan Ronglie still covered Ling Caiwei's bare chest with the coat he had taken off when he was hot just now on the table.

"Pavilion Master, I, I, I ......" Xiao Xing stammered for a long time before he said again: "Pavilion Master, are you thirsty?"

Nan Ronglie's face was blue, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Not thirsty!"

When Ling Caiwei heard Xiaoxing come in, her face was almost purple with shame, she glared at Nan Ronglie fiercely, and quietly covered her face with the clothes on her body, and shrunk inside.

Nan Ronglie looked at her shyness, and there was a surge of love in his heart. Helplessly, the kid standing at the door didn't know how to advance or retreat at all, and he was still standing there staring at Nan Ronglie's back and Ling Caiwei's two slender legs hanging under the table.

When he pushed the door in, he heard a strange sound in the house, there was no light in it, and he saw in a trance in the moonlight that the pavilion master seemed to be bullying Sister Ling, he couldn't think of how the pavilion master usually loved her very much, how he was willing to press on her, just like when he was a child, he was ridden under the bad boy in the village and beaten violently.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment and panicked, so he dropped the refreshments he had prepared for them.

At this moment, when he heard the pavilion master's sentence "not thirsty", he realized that he might be in trouble. For a while, neither staying nor leaving.

Nan Ronglie saw that the usually clever Xiaoxing was still lying at the door and didn't leave, and wanted to see the spring palace map that didn't cost money, and the anger that he interrupted the good thing crackled.

"What are you still doing here?" Although his voice was not loud, it was a little more indifferent and angry than usual, Xiao Xing immediately returned to his normal senses, turned around and ran out, and before Nan Ronglie could react, he ran back and consciously closed the door.

"Stinky boy. "I also asked if this king was thirsty? Originally, he was about to quench his thirst after more than 20 years of drought, but he let you bastard mix it up. Next time, you must find a place where no one is around.

He was scheming in his heart, and his hand was dishonestly reaching into his clothes to regain his grip on the temptation that had made him addicted, but Ling Caiwei suddenly sat up and pushed him off the table with all her strength.

The man who was carried away by lust forgot his guard at all, and the sudden attack of the woman under him almost made him fall to the ground, but fortunately he was agile and stood firm in time, otherwise he would have fallen into the mess on the ground.

"Vile. His name was a little sweet, and the man who couldn't get it reluctantly posted it again.

Ling Caiwei was finally able to get rid of his oppression, and she still had palpitations when she remembered the scene she had almost eaten by him just now. She ignored his call and shielded her chest with his clothes, trying to put on his stripped-off midcoat.

Where is Nan Ronglie willing to agree, tonight is a rare opportunity, he has already carried out more than half of this battle, and he is about to attack at the end, and as soon as he enters the city, he will no longer worry about her leaving him, and he will not worry about her being seduced away by those men around her.

Once the raw rice is cooked to maturity, the woman will start from the beginning. Such a simple plan to keep people, he only figured it out today. How could he let her go so easily!

"Vile. I'm thirsty. He shamelessly exposed his inner little abacus.

He pulled her clothes and wouldn't let her put them on.

She fought with him twice, and she had to worry about the spring light on her chest, and she was afraid that her clothes would be taken away by him, so she stretched out her legs and kicked him in a hurry.

Nan Ronglie is like a little scoundrel who takes advantage of people in the market at the moment, and he has completely lost the prince's demeanor, he took the opportunity to hug her show leg kicked over, and pulled her in front of him with a little force.

He grabbed her waist and wrapped her two long legs around his waist, begging the scoundrel, "Vier." I'm thirsty. ”

Ling Caiwei is just a young girl who has just set foot in ****, and the person in front of her is the man she has always been deep, he unloaded the indifference on his face when he treated outsiders, and prayed in front of her like a child begging for candy, how could she not be tempted? How could she be willing to push him away!

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