When he got to the bed, his gaze was the same as hers, and he began to deliberately stagger away.

It's not that I don't want to watch it, but I'm afraid that I can't help it・・・・・・

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Xing Ruoyou thought that the clothes on the bed might be better, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to break free from his left hand in the bathrobe.

I was going to hook the coat that Pu Yangche put aside, but who knew that the silk robe was too slippery, and when she moved slightly, the bathrobe on the left slipped down her shoulder.

The original temptation of "bondage" turned out to be a half-concealed and half-concealed tone of "wanting to refuse and welcome" in a blink of an eye.

Although Pu Yangche staggered his eyes, the afterglow from the corner of his eyes took a glance at this, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

She didn't know that he was trying his best to suppress his feelings?

He even deliberately flirted like this, when he really thought of her hand, wouldn't he do anything to her?!

However・・・・・・ he really couldn't bear to do anything to her.

But if he stays in this atmosphere all the time, Pu Yangche can't guarantee that he can control it.

Despite his reluctance, he resolutely turned around, ready to leave the too ambiguous atmosphere in the room to her.

But before he could take a step, his big palm was entangled by a small hand that was as soft as a boneless.

The heart swayed slightly, but the eyebrows frowned tighter.

She is so stubborn, playing with fire like this will definitely set herself on fire!

Pu Yangche thought that Xing Ruoyou would say something nonsense that would make him vomit three liters of blood, but who knows, she wrapped her hand around him for a while, and then spoke slowly, her voice was rare and shy: "Actually, it's not impossible to ・・・・・・." ”

Although he said it vaguely, Pu Yangche instantly understood the meaning.

The nerves in his brain exploded, and the suppressed emotions had spread to his limbs and limbs, but he still endured it and didn't look back: "You are so resting." ”

After a pause, he continued: "When you're well, don't beg for mercy." ”

In a word, the nerves in Xing Ruoyou's brain also exploded.

If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed that Pu Yangche, a cold-faced and iron-hearted guy, would say this.

Although the tone of her voice was still cold, it was enough to burn all the cells in her body.

She is the one who knows his skills best.

What's more, after she was injured, she was going to die and said that he might have problems in the future after he endured that!

Thinking about the days after the injury, Xing Ruoyou trembled timidly, but this time he still didn't let go of his hand, changed his previous shyness, and raised his eyebrows arrogantly and provocatively: "The prince is unwilling now, shouldn't he really bear anything wrong?" ”

Counting the days, the two have not been intimate for more than a month.

And when he was in the bath, Xing Ruoyou clearly felt his throbbing.

But he was worried about the injured person, but he always chose to endure it.

He felt sorry for her, how could she not feel sorry for him.

Feeling the flames around him, Xing Ruoyou was not only not afraid, but pulled him to his side with force, and regardless of the bathrobe that kept falling down, he knelt straight and wrapped himself around Pu Yangche who was standing at the head of the bed.

The silk robes on their bodies are made of high-quality ice silk, and the silk is light and thin, and you can feel the touch of the skin under the silk robe.

Pu Yangche was already a little angry because of her provocation, and at this time, he felt that her body was clinging to him and unhonestly seducing.

The soft touch constantly stimulated his nerves, and he couldn't help but clench his fists, on the verge of exploding.

Xing Ruoyou suddenly bit his earlobe at this time, and his slippery hands also wrapped around his waist at some point, and his voice was as soft as water, but it was enough to make his strong defense line collapse: "Ah Che, don't you want to?" ”

Pu Yangche took a deep breath and turned around to press her down into the brocade quilt on the bed.

It seems to be fierce, but it controls the strength very well.

Seeing his unbearable appearance, Xing Ruoyou bit his lip and laughed, ignoring the bathrobe that could no longer cover his body, but hooked his neck, raised his head and pecked lightly on his lips, squinting slightly: "You don't want to, but I do." ”

Her initiative to ask for pleasure not only did not make Pu Yangche feel that she was frivolous, but a sense of pride arose in her heart.

Any man will be proud of the woman he loves.

But Pu Yangche still had some scruples, and his big palm stroked the silk robe to the injured part of her right leg, locking her eyes: "Is it okay?" ”

"You should be lighter and move smaller, and it should be fine."

Because of the "interaction" just now, the silk robes on the two of them are scattered, and at this time, the men are on top of the women, and the skin may be close to each other, where is the person who is in love with each other can keep it.

With her approval, Pu Yangche didn't want to endure it anymore, and his big palm drilled into her skin from the silk robe on her right leg, and he looked up inch by inch.

And the lips have long been intertwined with her lips, and their hearts are in tune.

Now that the silk robe that couldn't be dropped off had become their biggest obstacle, Pu Yangche once again exerted the benefits of his profound internal force, directly shaking them all away, lest they hinder further "communication" between them.

"Ruoyou・・・・・・" His lips came to the back of her ear - licking - kissing, but the big palm moved to her chest and raged between her legs.

"Hmm・・・・・・" she was crying, and the sensitive points around her body were firmly controlled by him.

She was so worn that she couldn't advance or retreat, and she was so anxious that she didn't want to show weakness.

Su probed down, grasped his evil fire, put it up and down, panted and laughed: "It seems that it hasn't been suffocated yet, the majesty is still there!" ”

He shuddered lightly, gasped a few times, and turned his lips and tongue to attack the red plum on her chest.

As if to retaliate for her "torture", after sucking, her teeth were grinding, biting, and pulling at the top.

Xing Ruoyou couldn't resist it in the end, and he was defeated with an "ah", his whole body was soft, and he could only be at his mercy.

Although she was not unhappy, Pu Yangche's movements this time were particularly gentle, fixing her injured leg with one hand, and carefully lifting her other leg with the other hand so that he could resist the place where she was already covered with rain and dew.

It's been too long, it feels too strong, and every time he scores a point, he has to stop and get used to each other.

In this way, the actions that could be completed in an instant in the past are now enough to grind half a cup of tea.

It wasn't until they reached that they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they were forced to gasp by the drowning pleasure.

He couldn't help but move again, but the amplitude was very small, and the speed was also very slow, but there was a different kind of pleasure that spread from there around the two of them, no less than the previous journeys of great expeditions.

This kind of slow accumulation of pleasure made him endure and couldn't move, but his whole body was almost numb by that pleasure, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and said in her mouth: "Call this king." ”

"Lord Wang・・・・・・" She was also in a trance, and the experience she had never had flowed in her limbs.

He was slightly dissatisfied with her, and suddenly leaned forward heavily, and in her coquettish voice, he said domineeringly: "The name of this king! ”

"Ache ・・・・・・"

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