Xia Xiaonuan screamed in pain.

Because she hadn't done it for too long, and there was no prelude to enter, she was about to faint in pain.

One hand clutched Nangong Yaoling's chest: "It hurts...... Painful ......"

The man paused, hung his head, and looked at her face in the dim light.

Her expressions twisted together in pain.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, and a complex suspicion passed between his eyebrows.

She...... How long has it been since you did it?

Because...... It felt so tight......

It made him feel his blood rushing, an indescribable sense of pleasure and feeling.

He took a deep breath and hung his head, behind her ear, a little greedily sniffing at the familiar aroma of her.

Is it her?

"Xiao Nuan......" he muttered softly, as if he couldn't believe it.

In the past three years, countless **** nights, when I woke up, I found that without her by my side, that feeling was as if a bottomless pit had been hollowed out in my heart, and countless despair and grief would fill the whole world like a torrent.

Densely packed, like a cocoon silk spit out by tens of thousands of silkworms, his whole person was entangled one by one, shrouded, covered, and annihilated.

-- Like a nightmare that can't get out,

And in the end, he could only turn into an eagle that had lost its wings in that dream, falling and falling from the edge of the cliff again and again...... Until the abyss, there will be no return.

"Little Warmth...... Xia Xiaonuan ......"

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of bitterness, and with a kind of suppressed depth, and he whispered her name.

Xiao Nuan closed her eyes, she also felt him, but she didn't say anything.

In the small space, only the cramped breathing of the two could be heard, as well as the chaotic heartbeat.

He gently kissed her transparent earlobe, the kiss little by little, densely rolled on her silky skin, her clothes were peeled off little by little, the hot air sprayed on her body, bursts of touch like an electric current, each time, as if igniting the oppressive spark in the dark, he seemed to be studying some lost treasure, soft and burning kiss, not giving up any corner, sucking/sucking, entanglement......

The air became thinner, and the man's breathing became heavier.

He increased his strength and his body began to move.

Xia Xiaonuan's feeling was still painful, but it was not as obvious as before, because the pain seemed to be mixed with some other things.

She felt her whole body dry, her limbs were weak, and an inexplicable spasm and comfort swept through her nerves, causing her brain to fall into a state of confusion, and she involuntarily let out a low moan~ moan.

Nangong Yaoling moved while not forgetting to put his hands on her, his speed was getting faster and stronger, and her strength was getting stronger and stronger, she felt like she was about to fall apart when she was hit by his body, and she grabbed the back of her chair with one hand, feeling as if she was about to die.

Suddenly, Nangong Yaoling grabbed her hand, put her hand on his neck, and asked her to hug him.

She was a little embarrassed, and although she had been very close together, she still felt uncomfortable like this all of a sudden, and just passively grabbed him by the collar.

Nangong Yaoling suddenly lowered her head and kissed her.

While kissing, he said vaguely: "When you are with him, are you also so cold?

He...... Who is he?

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