Outside the window, the clouds thickened, obscuring the falling clear light, and the few stars flickered and dimmed, and the night seemed to fade with the light and light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The clothes in the room rubbed against each other, and the soft sound of the rope was inaudible.

Unlike in the past, this kiss was passionate and urgent, with a predatory that made the girl ignorant.

Han Jun rolled up with her, grabbed the fragrant shoulders that were exposed after the clothes rolled off, and the hot palm roamed unscrupulously on the back of Lu Zixin's shoulder, and kissed her on the face.

The man's thin lips and big palms have a temperature that almost burns.

Lu Zixin only felt that all the skin touched by him seemed to be infected with a fever, and it burned one after another.

During the kiss, she was still groggily thinking, was something wrong? Otherwise, how could Han Jun come to her in the middle of the night?

"Changle. Han Jun muttered indistinctly, and seeing that she was distracted, he bit her delicate and ruddy cherry lips heavily.

Lu Zixin let out a painful "ah", and Han Jun saw the opportunity, and instantly transferred the battlefield to the fragrant sweetness of the girl who had been coveted for a long time.

He sucked greedily, then took it in a hurry. Conquer the city and plunder the land, and taste her sweetness to the fullest.

His lips were suddenly swallowed by him, sucking, licking, so breathless that he seemed to dismantle her into his belly and melt her into his body little by little. The man's snort was in front of him, Lu Zixin closed his eyes, instinctively raised his hand, and rubbed his fingertips into his hair, which was slightly cold, but contained a shallow warmth.

The eyelashes that had just been kissed were still covered with misty moisture, the flow of the eye waves, the autumn water was full, and the fog could not really see the things in front of her at night, she felt that her body was soft, so she pushed Han Jun anxiously with a pair of pink fists, but she had no strength at all.

The boneless little hand fluttered lightly against the man's hard and fiery chest, and in the silence of the night, only the man's deliberately suppressed heavy breathing could be heard, and the occasional woman's delicate gasping could be heard.

Intimacy in the dark, mysterious and sinking.

She struggled a few times, and Han Jun came back to his senses from the delicious taste just now, let go of Lu Zixin's lips, and smacked his lips inadequately, looking at her panting appearance and red cherry lips, her eyes were full of light.

On his upright facial features, beads of forbearance had oozed out of him, and the green tendons on his forehead were tense, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself.

Her red and swollen lips were pursed painfully, seductive.

So, before Lu Zixin could take a deep breath of fresh air, he was held by Han Jun's lips again.

"Changle ......" His kiss lingered slowly, stopped at the corner of his mouth and slowly twisted, and let out a long sigh, "Changle ......"

"Hmmm......"

The girl's coquettishness, with an ambiguous whisper, Han Jun only felt that his body was hot, and he couldn't care about it anymore, this was his Changle, this was his little girl......

At this time, her cheeks were red, the tip of her nose was slightly sweaty, and her pink skin revealed a faint fragrance.

The kiss snaked down little by little, contaminated with unknown and secret pleasure, which made Lu Zixin tremble slightly, she felt that her whole body turned into a puddle of water with Han Jun's movements, and a crispy and numb feeling spread from her internal organs, and she couldn't help but let out a moan.

Delicate and weak, like rain hitting the weakness of begonias.

In a trance, Han Jun's thin lips were already moving along the corners of his lips to her chin.

He kissed Lu Zixin's delicate chin delicately, and groped her slender pink neck little by little.

The man hugged her tighter, his thin clothes half-falling, and he buried himself in her neck and sighed.

The delicate and smooth skin, like the most delicate flower branches, seemed to break between his uncontrollable licking and biting with a force.

"Ahh......h Don't ......"

"Don't want anything?" raised her head, the tip of her tongue teased her earlobe, and the woman under her shrank back again and again, but there was nowhere to hide, "Changle, I like you, do you remember?"

"Remember...... Remember ......"

"What about you?" Seeing that she didn't answer, her fingers slowly moved up, caressing the softness, and taking a bite of the earlobe that had been ravaged to the point that she was almost unable to bear, "Huh?"

Lu Zixin only felt that her face was burning, and she couldn't care about answering anymore, she arched her body suddenly, but she didn't want to rub somewhere, the man on her body "hissed", it seemed that she was patient to the extreme, she only felt a sudden coldness in her chest, and then the familiar hot and humid touch, suddenly like falling into the clouds.

The fingertips clasped the bedding under him, but he was grabbed by the man, soft in his hand, soft as nothing, the little girl who didn't know what was going on, with struggle and resistance, but he didn't want to stop anymore, only took her to press down, and his mouth didn't stop, and he kept moving towards the delicate mass, one big grasped the plump kneading on the other side, just wrapping her all.

The girl's snow-white body was dyed with a pink jade bead-like luster, and the slightly green bumps added a bit of extreme temptation like a forbidden fruit in the hazy night.

Han Jun buried his head between the two pieces of powder and softness, which was already very emotional.

The person above was as heavy as a wall, unable to push it away, and as light as a floating cloud, she was carried along with it.

Boundless, with no end in sight.

A little affectionate, all paid for the romance.

The clothes and belts were scattered, and the quiet night messed up anyone's breathing, and even the summer insects were silent.

"Girl?"

Suddenly, a low call disturbed the warmth and abstinence in the night.

Luxiang was in a daze, as if she heard someone whispering, thinking that the girl had woken up and asked for water, so she put on her clothes, stood on the screen separating the inner room, and whispered.

Lu Zixin suddenly stiffened, relieved himself, and his mind was clear.

This...... What is the situation, why is she lying on her incense couch with Han Jun in disheveled clothes?

Vaguely remembered, she chose not to think about it, and she didn't have the face to think about it.

Han Jun had already raised his head, and at a glance he saw the little girl's panicked appearance, and all her desires retreated, and she couldn't help but whisper in her ear: "Don't be afraid." ”

Lu Zixin was about to cry, in such a situation, how could she not be afraid? But the initiator was still there calm and relaxed, without the slightest intention to hide.

Xu responded to Han Jun's sentence "once born and twice ripe", she subconsciously put a quilt on Han Jun's head, and remembered to take care of her messy clothes.

"What's wrong?" she began to speak, and she realized that her voice was hoarse, as if she had been thirsty for a long time.

Luxiang walked in, "Is the girl thirsty?"

Lu Zixin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was the green fragrance outside, otherwise how would he be fooled by the green sandalwood and the winter solstice at this time?

She said, "I'm not thirsty, I'm sleepy, go out!"

Luxiang hesitated for a while, but finally retreated.