Ling Luo'er's little face was tightly pressed against Ye Xizhe's chest, and there were many words in her heart that she couldn't say, in fact, in this case, Ling Luo'er was often the most nervous, tightly twisting Ye Xizhe's clothes, and her white shirt was instantly soaked with Ling Luo'er's sweat.

"Don't be so nervous."

Ye Xizhe's voice carried a hint of bewilderment, and he didn't know why he wanted to say this. That strong thought could no longer be suppressed.

Ling Luo'er nodded her head clearly, it was a kind of acquiescence to Ye Xizhe's behavior, the two of them walked down the aisle, Ling Luo'er really didn't have anything to fear, just thinking of this place, Ling Luo'er began to be slightly nervous.

But the unconcealable dryness and heat of the body, as if something was gently stirring Ling Luo'er's heart, there was no way to endure the itching.

Ye Xizhe's face was tightly pressed against Ling Luo'er's face, feeling some abnormal temperature on Ling Luo'er's body, at this time, he didn't have this kind of eagerness, as if this feeling was a little deeper, it would melt himself.

Things have developed to such an extent, Ye Xizhe naturally lost the ability to control the class, took his hand up, tightly imprisoned Ling Luo'er's waist, slowly took off his pants, and squeezed in.

That feeling of tightness made Ye Xizhe feel a kind of suffocation. The feeling spread from the most sensitive place to the brain, and it was even more impossible to suppress the feeling in my heart.

However, just a slight movement can make Ye Xizhe feel like he is about to explode, only Ling Luo'er has given him such a feeling, and Ye Xizhe doesn't know how to describe it.

Ling Luo'er was emotionally delicate and panting and kicked her legs in the air, and the strong feeling made her breathless, and her heart was like pressing a big stone, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

"Slow full, definitely."

In such a small space, Ye Xizhe didn't seem to have any intention of letting her go. Ling Luo'er called softly, looking at Ye Xizhe uncontrollably, as if hoping that he could take pity on the jade.

But at the moment of being fast and feeling, although Ye Xizhe deliberately slowed down his speed, he still made Ling Luo'er feel that he was bearing. In the small space, there was a sound of emotional gasps, I don't know how long it took to say that Ye Xizhe just hugged Ling Luo'er, and a different feeling came to her brain, and she almost fainted.

Ye Xizhe tidied up his clothes, took out a tissue and carefully wiped Ling Luo'er clean, picked up the lace, silk bottom, and pants that he had almost thrown away by himself just now from the back seat and carefully helped her put them on.

Maybe it was because the feeling just now was too strong, Ye Xizhe didn't think much about it at all, and after everything was over, looking at the slightly red and swollen petals, Ye Xizhe knew that he was a little distressed.

Just now, he was too impulsive, or Ling Luo'er was too tempting and human, looking at Ling Luo'er's pitiful appearance, Ye Xizhe couldn't hold it at all.

But these things have passed, Ling Luo'er has already fallen asleep because of exhaustion, and there is still a hint of blush on her face, but it is so quiet.

Ye Xizhe leaned over, hugged Ling Luo'er in his arms in distress, and gently stroked Ling Luo'er's delicate cheeks, and a trace of ripples appeared in his heart.

Ling Luo'er frowned slightly, rested for a while and seemed to be a little sober, and when she woke up, she found that Ye Xizhe was not driving, she was still looking at herself, and she was already dressed neatly.