Feng Hao put his arm around her shoulders and said, "If you like it!"

"No, we all like it!" she tilted her head, perhaps too excited, and kissed him on the cheek, regardless of whether it was in a taxi, "Are you happy?"

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes darkened, although she had taken the initiative when they were together, but that was a very rare occurrence.

Therefore, he enjoyed and was very happy to show her initiative.

He whispered something in her ear, Xia Yucheng's face turned red, leaned on his shoulder, and stopped talking.

……

The garden of the Hushan villa was very quiet, Xia Yucheng walked in front, did not enter the house, and turned around in the direction of the glass flower house.

Feng Hao followed behind her, silently staring at her delicate back, breathing heavily little by little.

Entering the flower room, Feng Hao, who was walking behind, pulled her back to him, lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.

Xia Yucheng's mind went blank for a moment, and the refreshing and familiar masculine atmosphere drowned out her reason and her reserve.

He kissed her with the familiar domineering frequency, and she wrapped her arms around his neck with some unyielding reluctance, responding to him passionately.

After a while, the lips of the two men parted, and each other's breathing was hot, rapid, and unsteady......

"Why are you here?" Feng Hao's forehead pressed against her, and his amber eyes stared at her tightly, as if he wanted to see the deepest and most secret place in her heart all the time.

"It's been a long time!" she shook him off and walked over to the couch surrounded by flowers.

She picked up the remote control and opened the skylight, and the stars shimmered in the night sky.

Then he saw the woman he loved looking at him in the starlight with an eager, as if it could set him on fire.

Her fingers slowly touched the zipper of the skirt, and suddenly, he only felt a tightness in his throat, and his body was tense and painful.

"What to do? I'm completely defenseless against you. He walked up to her gently, his eyes dark and his voice hoarse.

"Then love me well, Hao, I want you!" her voice was very seductive in the quiet of the night.

The skirt slid to the ground, like a circle of blue waves, and she stood there, with a little anticipation, as if in a posture of letting him do whatever he wanted.

Feng Hao held his breath, went up and hugged her, and pressed her tightly against the soft collapse. The dense kiss fell on her.

Under the starlight, two people are closely fit together, entangled and entangled, tirelessly asking for each other, occupying each other......

Heavy breathing and a delicate low-moaning sound sounded in the dark, flower-scented flower room.

……

When all the qiē calmed down, Xia Yucheng lay on the soft couch with a soft body, and her cheeks were dyed with a touch of tempting pink because of **.

His palms moved to her waist and stroked her gently, then took her into his arms, gently caressing her long hair and smooth back.

She rubbed lazily in his arms, quietly like a cute kitten, obediently and gently hugging his strong waist.

"I want to sleep watching the starlight, and when I'm asleep, carry me up. She murmured softly.

"Why don't you want to watch me sleep?"

"Look at you, I'm tired!" Xia Yucheng laughed in his arms, this man, which time didn't he tired her like a little death.