She was wearing a white silk jacket, and the metal buttons were lined up one by one, and it was a little difficult to untie them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He was not in a hurry, but finally let go of her lips, looked at her with warm eyebrows, kissed her forehead, kissed her eyes, kissed the tip of her nose, and slowly understood the button.

Li Mu'er suddenly realized that he was giving himself time to regret it, and he was giving himself a chance to refuse.

But he was so warm, how could she bear to say no?

Zhu Youzhu left her lips from her chin, and the last button of the hem of her clothes finally separated. Li Mu'er lowered her head and smiled, her face flushed, and her fingers tapped the clothes he often wore to move down, and with a weak twitch, she loosened the knots tied on the placket of his clothes.

Raising his head to look at him, he instantly bloomed with a bright smile, and so did Li Mu'er, and his lips were covered again. The sparks of the lanterns shook, and the figures of the two floated, and their clothes slipped off one by one.

Li Mu'er only had one main waist left on her upper body, and she held her waist with a full hand, Zhu Youzhu pinched her waist and lifted her, and took her to the bookcase.

The hair ornament on the top of his head that was used to tie Di Fu was slowly pulled out by him, and a green silk poured down, itching Li Mu'er a few times, and her movements were delicate but not charming, which made Zhu Youzhu even more emotional. The lips and tongue were immediately pasted, and they swiped down her neck, touching the scar on her shoulder, and she couldn't help but suck a few times.

Li Mu'er climbed him, but his back fell unconsciously because of his hard kiss. Seeing that she was about to lean on the desk, Li Mu'er withdrew a hand and leaned against the painting she had drawn, and hurriedly shouted, "Don't crush me!"

Zhu Youzhi supported her hard, looked at her with tenderness like water, and smiled sullenly: "Okay, don't be afraid."

Li Mu'er's face became redder, and just as she was about to explain that she was talking about painting, she was hugged by Zhu Youzhu and walked to the side of the bed.

The curtain was lowered, and the weight on the body came unexpectedly. Covered with the quilt, the slightest chill in the air just now no longer existed, Zhu Youzhu had no scruples, and simply fished her out of the remaining skirt constraints and tightly circled her in his arms.

With no light source beside her, Li Mu'er only felt that she had fallen into darkness. But it was clearly dark, but because his warm body was clinging to him, there was no fear. I just want to follow him, I just want to follow him, I just want to follow him, and sink into this darkness.

It can only be him.

She lifted his face suddenly, trying to see him. Zhu Youzhu understood, and used his fingertips to open a crack in the curtain. A ray of candlelight sprinkled in, and as soon as Li Mu'er saw him, he touched his eyebrow bone with his fingers, the bridge of his nose, and his thin lips, and called him glutinously: "Ah wrong."

"Uh-huh......" he laughed.

The overwhelming kiss came again.

Zhu Youjiao's teeth and abdomen gently bit every inch of her tender skin, and the lovely child under her closed her eyelashes, pursed her lips, and trembled lightly from time to time. He couldn't tell if she was sensitive or scared.

"Don't be afraid." He said it again.

Li Mu'er opened her eyes and saw that he had stopped moving, one hand propped up on the pillow to remove his weight to let her relax, and the other hand was still pressed under her neck and did not leave. Only then did she realize that he was afraid that the back of her neck would hurt on the bed, so he had been cushioning it with his palm just now.

Li Mu'er's chest was filled with sweetness and emotion, and she grabbed his shoulder and attached it to his ear, and responded softly: "Well, I'm not afraid." Then he exhaled, took his earlobe in his mouth, and bit lightly.

Zhu Youzhu was amused by her jerky initiative, put her back on the pillow, flicked her forehead with her fingertips, and put her lips on the back of control of the situation. But at the critical moment, I still felt her body stiffen. Zhu Youzhu didn't dare to move anymore, kissed her eyebrows and comforted her, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

She replied in a gentle tone, "It's a little, it doesn't hurt very much." He exhaled again and asked, "Does it hurt?"

His tense body relaxed slightly, and he stared at her misty eyes with a smile and said, "Mu'er likes me, so it won't hurt very much."

The mist in Li Mu'er's eyes instantly condensed into water droplets. Yes, she liked him so much. Starting from the criminal department when he took his complaint, starting from the palm he stretched out in Yongxiang, starting from his warm eyes in front of the Qianqing Palace, starting from the bowl of brain tonic soup he handed over with his own hands, starting from hearing his piano sound in his sleep, starting from him personally naming her a female bachelor, starting from the double swords hanging at the end of his bed on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, starting from his story in prison, and starting from picking her up on the snow at the gate of Hefu......

It turned out that everything was so natural and logical.

The pain had quietly passed, and a restless itch in the depths of her body suddenly rose, and she held back her tears and tentatively arched her waist, trying to stick to him tighter.

Zhu Youzhi is full of self-control that loves her tenderly, but she wants to know how soft her body is and how warm her heart is. Obviously he has become one with her, but he still feels that it is not enough, and the two are already compatible enough, but they still want to possess more.

Consciousness can no longer be controlled, just because of a small tease of her bowed body, she hooked out all the heat and wildness in her body, driving him to can't help but ask for it fiercely, and vent it wantonly.

Li Mu'er felt his movements, felt the emptiness in the deepest part of her body being filled, delicately and hot to soothe her inexplicable itch. She instinctively cooperated, the calluses in her hands pressed against his back, fitting into the texture of his smooth muscles, sometimes moving down, sometimes scratching.

His breathing couldn't help but become short, his chest beat faster and faster, and he couldn't help moaning, but he felt shy, so he had to hold his ear flap and call his name over and over again.

"Aso ......"

"Hmm...... Ah wrong. ”

"Wrong, wrong, wrong......"

Zhu Youzhu responded hoarsely without a sound, feeling that he was like a fire that burned the plain, wanting to burn her to ashes and rub her to the bones. And she is like a clear spring, the more he wants to burn her, but the more he is involved in her tenderness, and he does not extinguish him, so that he can feel the impact of water and fire.

I don't know how long it took, but I only knew that they had poured all their overlap into each other, and the lingering that melted into the flesh gradually accumulated, and finally released and exploded, and the two tacitly found each other's lips, swallowed each other's low screams, and reached the extreme together.

Li Mu'er is the ultimate that even if she uses all her words, she can't describe it.

The panting slowly subsided, but his face was still hot. She struggled to open her eyes, and saw that he was already smiling, standing above her, looking proud.

She was embarrassed to see and withdrew her hand to cover her face. But he grabbed it one by one, moved it to the top of her head and fixed it, and then moved his fingers between her fingers one by one, overlapping her ten fingers.

She liked the touch of her fingers overlapping, so she gripped it back harder than he did.

He resumed his usual gentle smile, tapped his lips to her forehead, and said warmly:

"Mu'er, you are my woman."

She heard the sound of fireworks blooming in her heart, and it struck all her nerves. (To be continued.) )