Zijun was wearing Tong Zhenyu's T-shirt, which was very wide, which gave Tong Zhenyu more opportunities, his hand quickly reached into the hem of her clothes, rolled up her clothes layer by layer, and quickly walked towards her majestic peak. Starting

Zijun's body trembled involuntarily, and she was hot because of nervousness, and Tong Zhenyu's big palm seemed to be carrying flames, lighting fires everywhere she went, making her skin hot in an instant.

Tong Zhenyu lowered his head and stared at her face with the help of the cold light.

Zijun's plain and fair face was flushed, and her eyes were like silk, which made Tong Zhenyu a little puzzled, Zhang Zijun and Lin Chengfei had been in love for a few years, but her demeanor and reaction were so jerky, as if she didn't understand anything.

Could it be that the love between her and Lin Chengfei is really the purest kind of relationship

His concentration has always been good, but tonight he lost control twice in a row.

What is the reason for this?

Because she's really attractive, or because her face is too similar to that

It should be this face, and he quickly found a reason for himself.

How long has he not been with this face, does he miss her too much

His hand didn't stop, it slid quickly over her, all the way down, and finally came to her small waist, touched the waistband of her T-shirt shorts, and then pulled hard......

And it was this pull that woke up Zijun, who was originally a little chaotic, and out of instinct, her body involuntarily shrank backwards.

Because of the nervousness and panic, his face turned pale in an instant, and he was as frightened as a little white rabbit who suddenly broke into an unfamiliar area.

Zijun didn't know it herself, but in fact, her panicked expression at this time completely inspired the man to want to love and ravage fiercely.

"Snort." Tong Zhenyu pushed the shorts directly to her ankles, and then quickly stroked the briefs at the base of her thighs.

"Don't"

Zijun shouted the moment his hand grabbed the edge of her briefs, ignoring the wound on his palm, and quickly reached out and grabbed his triangular fig leaf.

"Please......" She looked at him with pleading eyes, and said pitifully, "Don't...... Good or not"

Tong Zhenyu's movements stopped, just staring at her quietly, and in his dark and deep eyes, a raging flame jumped.

He was so angry that she dared to shout at him to stop

Zijun looked at Tong Zhenyu who was kneeling on top of him. Suddenly, he felt that the behavior he had just shouted no to was a little inappropriate, after all, he was her legitimate husband, and he had the right to ask her for the obligation of a wife.

But, inexplicably, she just felt panic and fear, although she had already had that kind of thing with him on the first night.

However, it was there without her knowledge, and she really had no memory of that aspect at all.

"Me. I haven't. Not ready. ”

Her voice trembled, staccato and looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he would let her go for the time being tonight.

Tong Zhenyu still maintained that posture, not moving, his deep black eyes gave out a cold gaze, and he looked at her straight like that.

This posture is completely a gesture that no matter whether she is ready or not, he intends to forcibly claim the benefits he should enjoy.

It was difficult to ride a tiger, Zijun's face was as red as the sunset in the west, and finally he bit his silver teeth, straightened his legs, let go of the hand holding the fig leaf, and closed his eyes: "Since you insist, then come, anyway, sooner or later, there will be this moment, die early and turn over early"

Zhang Zijun said this with a heroic and awe-inspiring atmosphere, as if she was on the execution ground

As her bold words fell, the room became deathly silent for a moment, and there was no sound around him, except for the sound of his and her breathing and heartbeat.

About a minute later, Tong Zhenyu's hand that was originally on the base of her thigh and holding her fig leaf finally let go, but his head fell quickly, and his thin lips covered her pink lip flap, which was another strong and domineering French deep kiss.

Zijun's body trembled involuntarily, 24-year-old her, although she has been in a relationship with Lin Chengfei for several years, although she also has a kissing experience, but where has she and Lin Chengfei kissed so deeply and so lingering

Tong Zhenyu's kiss was as domineering as his person, and Zijun couldn't help but slander in his heart.

"Say, who am I," Tong Zhenyu suddenly asked in a low voice in her ear.

"Tong Zhenyu," she replied in a trembling voice.

She was very satisfied with her answer, and her slightly rough tongue licked her round earlobe, seductively tempting: "In the future, just call it by name, don't call it with a surname." ”

Call his name and she has nothing to do with calling his name

But when he raised his eyes slightly, he found that he was looking at her deeply, if she didn't behave, maybe he would be angry and beastly.

"Zhenyu" Zijun tried to scream.

"Good, it's called Yu," he whispered in her ear to correct her, and his low and hoarse voice was fatally bewitching: "Be obedient, and call Yu in the future." ”

Yu one word

Damn, isn't this what the female protagonist calls the male protagonist in those bloody words?

Aren't she and him acting in a bloody romance drama, do you need to call it like that?

Besides, it seems that most of the people who call one word alone are the little three children in the bloody drama who call the male protagonist like that, and the female protagonist doesn't seem to have many people who call one word alone

She doesn't want to be a junior, even if she plays a bloody drama with him, she doesn't want to play the role of a junior.

So, she cleared her throat and said, "Taro." His body stiffened for a moment, and it took about half a minute to react.

"Lower your voice and shout softly." He seduced her.

"Taro." Zijun obediently lowered his voice very softly.

"Speak softer, softer......" he continued to seduce her.

"Taro...... Taro. Zijun gently called out the nickname she had just given Tong Zhenyu in a trembling, almost breathless voice.

"Hmm......," he agreed, satisfied, and kissed her on the lips, "call again in such a voice." ”

"Taro. Taro ......"

Zijun suddenly felt that his voice was very charming, and when he finished screaming twice, his face quickly turned red to the base of his neck.

Oh my God, Tong Zhenyu made a mistake tonight, and he actually asked her to call her in such a voice

She seriously doubted that God had replaced Tong Zhenyu today

No, it was the change of his soul that made him a different character

"Well," Tong Zhenyu responded in a low voice, his thin lips continued to lick her round earlobes, and continued to tempt her: "Good ...... Shout again"