Zi Mo couldn't allow her to be distracted at this moment, and then, Zi Mo seemed to notice her swaying, and kissed her fiercely, finally pulling her attention back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entanglement of the two of their clothes slipped off, and near the last moment, Murong Shaohuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qingwei, and patiently kissed her forehead, then came to the tip of his nose, and finally kissed her lips gently.

"Jinxi, help me・・・・・・" At this time, the clamor in his heart almost swallowed him, and he seemed to know what he wanted. It was as if all he wanted was her, and it had always been just her.

She was so soft and undisguised by him in her arms, Zi Mo he could still maintain this sobriety, but he knew that he couldn't stay awake for long, and the fire in his heart was almost about to swallow him. He could only ask her to help him and ask for her consent.

Meng Jinxi looked at him like this, as if he had made a ruthless decision in his heart, and there was a trace of firmness in his eyes

She looked at Yi Zimo for a long time, obviously feeling that she couldn't stop like this, she had a smile on her face, raised her head slightly, and wrapped it around his neck, the whole person was so intimate in his arms, and whispered in his ear with charm.

"Okay, Zimo, I'll help you. With that, she kissed him on the lips, and this kiss carried her lingering affection, which was naturally gentle and lingering. But he didn't know that her gesture broke his reason, and he also held her waist lightly with one hand, let her wrap around his waist, and clasped her head with one hand, deepening the kiss.

Meng Jinxi also reached his chest at the right time, his fingertips touched his solid chest, and the waves that surged layer by layer swallowed the reason of the two, and the two fit together without any gaps, which was the most appropriate posture.

The delicate touch makes people can't help but indulge in it, and his figure is very good. The solid arm bent so calmly hugged her, so that she would not fall, Xu had endured it for a long time, and he was no longer willing to endure it. After ending the lingering kiss, he ripped off the rest of Meng Jinxi's small clothes, and before she could say anything, he stepped forward and entered her.

It was so tight and soft that it wrapped around him, and he couldn't help but call her name.

"I seem to like you. Zi Mo whispered slightly in Meng Jinxi's ear, Meng Jinxi's eyes flashed with tears, it really hurt...

Meng Jinxi thought that he would feel better like this, but after tasting such a shallow sweetness, he seemed to feel that there should be more than this, he wanted more, and seeing her delicate appearance in his arms, he couldn't stop it even more.

The lower body began to move suddenly, Meng Jinxi gradually faded away the green pain, and began to echo Zi Mo's movements, Zi Mo recognized his feelings for her at this time, so he wanted her to feel his tenderness, so he kept feeling his tenderness, he was anxious, but he also wanted to treat every moment between them as the best warmth, every kiss, every lingering wanted to be the best.

To make her feel that this is the best tenderness he can give, so that her body and mind sink like that, which is also the greatest satisfaction for him. The slow rhythm took her to feel his affection together.

At this moment, everything is superfluous, only the boundless affection is so straightforwardly expressed. But it is emotional, because of the synchronization of the body, even the breathing is so intimately entangled.

The fit between the two was so tight, leaving no gaps. Not only the body, but also the soul is integrated, the night is dark, so beautiful, just time is not enough.

The bed curtain was stirred by the breeze and danced lightly, and the quaint wooden bed could not bear the eager affection of the two at this time, and began to babble and sing, and the sound accompanied by the rhythm of the two was so appropriate.

But it made Meng Jinxi feel a little ashamed, there seemed to be a trace of clarity in his mind, and he wanted to say something, but when he spoke up, he found that the sentence was not a sentence, and all the words became a shameful voice at this time.

Overflowing from her lips was a broken voice, with her shyness, and she could feel it at this time, as he rampage through her body. How could she not feel such eagerness?

What to say at this time, just look at him, Zi Mo, who is like a god, now doesn't care about everything in the world, but is alone in his heart, slowly filling her ・・・・・・・・