The movements seemed a little slow and stagnant because of his unskillfulness, but because of this, every subtle movement could clearly fall into Zhou Yang's eyes, and for him, this was undoubtedly a silent temptation and invitation.

"The other hand, on the chest. ”

He rolled his Adam's apple a few times involuntarily, swallowed that burning thirst, and commanded coldly.

"Don't ......"

Night Infant Ning choked even more, her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembled slightly, and she was already a little wet.

He didn't speak, just coerced her with his eyes, and in the end, she had to compromise, raised her hand, and gently pressed the palm of her hand against the plump snow peak on the left side of her chest.

The lying posture made her chest not as tall and straight as usual, and the soft flesh was like a well-behaved white rabbit crouching, being picked up by Night Infant Ning like this, changing various shapes between her fingers.

"Go ahead, play with your little ruin with your fingers, and concentrate on it, huh. ”

Zhou Yang's voice became even more hoarse and dark, and his eyes gradually became pitch black, bottomless, and the color of desire flashed under the light.

A hot breath seemed to rise up in his waist, and some feeling of fullness swirled between his legs, ethereal, and he needed more and heavier stimulation to determine this pleasure.

Night Infant Ning reluctantly rubbed her fingertips over the little pink bead, trying to remember how this place had been touched, and in her memory, she had been played with by Pet Tiange, Lin Xingyuan and Zhou Yang respectively, and a pleasure mixed with humiliation and excitement invaded her whole body in an instant, making her tremble slightly, and gradually found her state.

"Feel happy, don't you? Pinch it hard, pinch it and turn it around, and don't stop down there!"

Zhou Yang squinted his eyes, his wheezing became worse unconsciously, he raised his head, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was a comfortable 26 degrees, but he felt unbearably hot, like a fever.

He looked down at his legs, the silent bird seemed to be a little swollen, Zhou Yang couldn't help but reach out and rub it twice, there was an urge to get into the narrow gap and poke a few times.

There was a wonderful flow of heat concentrated in the lower abdomen, and the spirit gradually relaxed, no longer too nervous, and Ye Ying Ning's legs were silently separated even more. Her hand also changed from a light touch to a substantial contact, and her delicate fingertips clicked on the little bean that had completely swelled and turned red, gently scratching and kneading back and forth.

"Hmm......"

Night Infant Ning felt a little sluggish, and her eyes that had been open were slightly closed, half-lowered, using her own hands to please herself—one hand wandering on the petals that had begun to become moist and damp, and the other hand wandering over the soft breast, taking turns pinching the two cherry blossoms that stood upright from time to time.

There was a trickle of water slowly secreting from the tight flower mouth, crystal clear, stained on the palm of her hand, through this wetness she was able to caress herself more harder, the little beanie seemed to have a life and became dissatisfied, begging her to pinch it more vigorously and knead it.

Wet and slippery, her fingers inadvertently drilled into the mouth a little bit, but she didn't dare to put it all in, only dared to wander and scratch at the entrance of the wet and shiny flower path.

The pleasure of the rapid climb made Night Infant Ning bend her legs unbearably, unable to bear the inexplicable desire, she rubbed the silk sheets under her back and forth with the skin of her thighs to relieve the intense need.

"Hmmm......"

Her face was flushed, revealing a spring color and style, at this moment, the woman on the bed was almost burning, she couldn't even maintain the original flat lying position, but turned sideways, gently clamped her palms with her legs, and rubbed them repeatedly.

Lust is indeed the most irresistible enemy of human beings, and even the most dignified woman on weekdays will become bewitching and debauched once she faces sexual hunger.

"Go on, go on!"

Zhou Yang was a little trembling all over, facing the vivid color and fragrance that was close at hand in front of him, he couldn't bear it anymore, and stroked the bird that he raised slightly with his right hand, and quickly rubbed it.

Night Baby Ning could barely hear what he was saying, just immersed in her own sensual world, for months, she had been repeatedly stimulated by men, but she had not really enjoyed a complete sexual encounter, and the accumulated desires had long since made her unable to help herself.

At this time, if Zhou Yang could carry a gun into battle, she must have no way to convince herself to completely reject him and reject his desires.

"Whew!"

Breathing out a hot breath, Zhou Yang was surprised to find that there was something strange in his hand, he was surprised and delighted, looked up at Ye Ying Ning, and only felt that everything had new hope.

"I ......"

He swallowed, immediately walked to the edge of the bed, grabbed her ankles, and dragged her lower body to the edge of the bed.

Between the gaping legs was a charming mud, and the original girlish pink was now bright red, like a fully blooming flower.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but stretch out his hand, stroked it with both hands, and forcefully broke it to both sides, and carefully examined it with red eyes-the big palm with distinct bones made the small petals no longer close, and grinned weakly, revealing a small caliber, and the layers of folds hidden inside were faintly visible. The folds are also a fresh and delicate pink, and at first glance they are immature that have never been picked by others, and they have a deep and fatal attraction to men.

"Sure enough, it's a natural thing to seduce men!"

He spoke hatefully, unable to hear whether it was joy or anger in his voice, and not only that, but he poked his finger in.

Ye Ying Ning came to her senses, she was poked by him a little painfully, but more satisfied, she lifted her watery eyes to look at Zhou Yang, and hesitated to speak: "You...... Don't ......"

She originally wanted to say, "Don't touch me", but she didn't dare to say the next words, so she saw that Zhou Yang's face suddenly changed, and she snorted, and some white turbid liquid seemed to be squirting out of the originally swollen place below.

He suppressed it for too long, and he was violently stimulated, and his body naturally couldn't bear it.

A kind of embarrassment and inferiority suddenly made Zhou Yang angry, and he pushed away Ye Ying Ning fiercely and took two steps back.

"Don't come here!"

Seeing that she was about to sit up, Zhou Yang immediately stopped her in a deep voice.

"I promise you that I won't say anything about it for the time being. ”

He added, put on the bathrobe that had been on the back of the chair again, and was about to walk out.

"Where are you going?"

Ye Ying Ning got up with difficulty and asked loudly, and Zhou Yang, who had already walked to the door, paused and did not look back.

"I'll go breathe, you go to sleep first. ”

With that, he swirled the doorknob and strode away quietly.

With a soft knock on the door, silence returned to the bedroom.

Ye Ying Ning lowered her head dejectedly and slammed the bed beside her, in her selfish heart she hoped that Zhou Yang would not be able to recover male function, so that she could not really have a relationship with him and fulfill her husband and wife obligations. But, on the other hand, the disease made him so unpredictable that she could not guess his preferences, and it was impossible for her to live peacefully with him.

After sitting quietly for a while to calm herself down, she went to rinse her wet private parts briefly and lay down again.

Turning off the light, in the unfamiliar environment that gradually dimmed, Night Baby Ning forced herself to sleep.

Maybe when she wakes up at dawn, there will be countless unexpected changes, and she needs enough physical strength and energy to deal with this unknown world.

In a drowsy state, Night Infant Ning fell into a light sleep.

I don't know how long it took for Lu Dao to be gently pushed open, she felt it, thought it was Zhou Yang, muttered softly, turned over, and turned her back to his direction.

The figure stood silently in the doorway for two seconds, as if to determine something, before approaching in the direction of the bed.