At night, when Rong Junlie came back, Luo Yan had fallen asleep on the sofa in the children's room, and after Rong Junlie finished washing, Luo Yan had not woken up yet, so he picked her up directly.

"You're back......" Luo Yan woke up in his arms and looked at him in front of him with worried eyes.

Rong Junlie kissed her cheek, "Think I'm back?" ”

"It's not ......," Luo Yan rubbed her eyes.

"It's rare for them to sleep tonight......" Rong Junlie put her on the bed, and then his tall body pressed down.

"Ah...... No......" Luo Yan hurriedly wanted to get up from the bed.

"Why can't it, since the two little ones came, you don't like to do this with me anymore!"

"People have been tired lately!" Luo Yan pushed him and couldn't help muttering.

"Lao Tzu can't do it anymore, if you don't give it to me again, I'm going to explode here." Rong Junlie's eyes were scarlet, and his big hand held her little hand tightly and put it directly on his hard, stiff desire, looking up.

"Ahh Although it was through the pants, Luo Yan could almost feel the scorching and vigorous vitality, his erection, rising, and heavy lifting of the fabric of the pants into her palm.

"How can you wait like this?" Rong Junlie gasped, lifted the long skirt with one hand, touched the snow, white thighs, and when his rough hands slid over her skin, Luo Yan couldn't help but shiver.

She was wearing lace pants, pants, the pitiful fabric made it easier for him to move, and her five fingers combed through the soft hair, Rong Junlie already sensitively felt that she was already emotional.

"Wife, you want me too, don't you?" He sighed softly, admiring the wetness on his hands.

The tip of her index finger slid back and forth between her delicate lips, and she grabbed the small flower bead at the top and pulled it hard, "Ah! The lightning-fast lump sensation made Luo Yan's feet slide down softly, but they were supported by his powerful big palm and pressed against the wall.

He kept rubbing the round beads, letting them roll between his fingers, bouncing and pulling heavily, just making her.

Slippery spring juice kept pouring out from the depths of her body, flowing down his caressed palm to the floor, and she didn't know what it was, and her reaction this time was fast and violent.

In a few clicks, Luo Yan was moaned by his skillful skills, her straight buttocks against his rolling, hot, waist twisting, moving, rubbing against him through his pants.

"You woman—" Rong Junlie roared lowly, lifting her skirt to reveal her seductive white, tender buttocks, and body like a peach.

These days, if he wasn't busy outside, she would have woken up in the morning and come back at night, she would have fallen asleep, so he endured it and didn't touch her.

At this time, he didn't want to endure it at all, so he tore off the pants and pants that didn't have a covering effect at all, faded to her ankles, and slapped the elastic little PP hard.

"up!" This posture is really shameful, Luo Yan glanced at him hatefully, only to feel that he hadn't seen him for a while, and this man's face was really so thick.

"Don't—" She bit her lip, not wanting to give in.

Rong Junlie slapped him violently, "up, little thing, let your husband love you well!" ”

Luo Yan's face was flushed with shame, her body bent down in betrayal, and her snow, white buttocks, and her face were upturned.

Suddenly, Rong Junlie stopped her and hugged her on the bed, and forcibly separated her legs.

"Don't ......" Luo Yan squirmed, this embarrassing posture made her feel hot all over.

Rong Junlie's scarlet eyes were staring at her, looking at the depths of the flower heart covered by layers of petals, flowing wisps of spring and tide, and the light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

So, he lowered his head, licked the two petals with his tongue and head, and leaned into the warm beauty, where he tasted the crystal sweet sap.

"Hmm......" Luo Yan screamed and gasped, feeling a trembling all over her body.

The hateful man, really bad, his tongue and head, good and bad, sucked and sucked inside her, and his teeth still bit at her, gulping and sipping the dew that she kept flowing.

Sucking and sucking kept coming out of his mouth, Luo Yan's face turned crimson and her heart beat faster.

This kind of thing is too embarrassing, beyond the scope of what she can accept, but this kind of terrifying joy and love also makes her feel particularly excited, emotional, and very powerful.

What to do, what to do? She was almost driven crazy by Rong Junlie.

Rong Junlie didn't think so, he seemed to be very satisfied that he could make the old woman like this, so he pursed his mouth that kissed brightly, and said in a dumb voice, "Look at you, how much you want me, good-"

After saying that, he rubbed a handful of bright honey and juice, handed it to her lips, put his fingers into her smooth little mouth, and encouraged evilly, "Taste yourself, is it delicious, huh?" ”

"Hmm......" Luo Yan was forced to taste her own taste, a little fishy, a little sweet, and a very embarrassing and ambiguous taste.

Rong Junlie looked at her appearance, the whole person tensed, and what was even more deliberate was that her fingers hooked her wet and soft little tongue, letting her suck, suck, lick, and play, and then pulled out her hand to caress her soft lower abdomen, and with a little force, her buttocks and her body were raised higher.

Rong Junlie released his full, rising desire with one hand, and hoped, holding the thick, big male against her flowers, between the lips, and at the waist, fiercely, poked violently, into her deepest depths.

"Ahh Luo Yan couldn't help but scream, this posture made him enter deeply, deeply, and violently, and stabbed straight to the heart, and her whole body trembled.

He didn't give her time to get used to it, he moved violently behind her, thrusting hard into the most tender part of her body, feeling her flowers, flesh tightly twisting him, making him feel both comfortable and sad.

"Why is it still so tight, huh?" He whispered in her ear, her body had been developed by him countless times, but every time he did it, it felt as tight as the first time.

"Ah...... Slow, slow down......" She gasped, he—why didn't he say he was too big?

Every time she did it, she felt that her place was about to be cracked by him, with a faint swelling and pain.

The frenzied twitching did not stop, and the two of them made loud sounds, and when they heard it, they felt ambiguous to the extreme.

"Butt again, higher, well, that's it." His commanding murmur, and his comfortable tone, tickled her heart.

Luo Yan was no longer out of her control, and unconsciously obeyed his command to her hips and body, cooperating with his movements, making it convenient for him to pound and play, and with his heavy poking and stabbing, her body contracted unconsciously.

A large amount of beauty was picked up with his movements, dripping down her white, white thighs onto the floor, and a small puddle of water had formed on the ground.

"No......" Her body was constantly pulled back by him, catering to his strong pumping, stabbing, and her sensitive body was simmered hot and uncomfortable by his hot iron.

His heavy body pressed her tightly, and the desire under him invaded her delicateness, and the powerful lumpy feeling brought by mutual friction made her unable to resist it.

They groaned, groaned, and roared, like two wild beasts, one invading and the other containing, just wanting to devour each other in a frenzy.

The strong desire, the hope is too strong, the fast, the feeling that rises from the depths of the body, wave after wave, becomes more and more violent, and then the fast, the feeling accumulates to the peak, her whole body tightened, rushed to the beautiful high, tide, her hands were tightly propped up on the bed, her body was violently twisted, and streams of fragrant water flowed out from her depths.

"Hmm...... God, the clamp is too tight. ”

Being brought into the extreme, the beauty of the tide spasmed and spasmed strongly, and tightly bound his thick, strong desires, which, combined with this posture, made her naturally narrow sensitivity even tighter.

Rong Junlie only felt the small mouth under her sucking strongly, sucking his desire, looking, like a small hand, holding him tightly and forcing him to surrender.

His height and tide also came at that moment, and the powerful lump feeling of his back made him hold her like crazy, and his buttocks went in and out wildly, and the strength of his whole body was gathered in the private parts of the two combined, and the thick and big male went in and out of her swollen, swollen flowers, lips, and rubbed her softest depths.

"Hmm......" Rong Junlie raised his head and roared, plunging himself deep into her depths, pressing tightly against the warm entrance, shooting out thick seeds.

"Ah......h

This passion was so terrible, so terrible, that it made her feel that all the strength in her body had been drained.

In the next few days, because Luo Yan worked hard with the children, Rong Junlie deliberately gave up all his work and gave himself a vacation.

Finally put aside all the bodyguards, he took her to walk through every street in the city, holding hands like a couple all over the world, wandering around the bustling streets of S City every day with ten fingers clasped.

He is actually very familiar with this place where he has lived for more than ten years, but for her, he still patiently accompanies her to go again, why doesn't she understand and be moved by this heart?

The weather was cold, even in a thick sweater and coat, he couldn't resist the cold, he hugged her into his arms, and shared his warm body temperature with her.

During this period of time, he became affectionate and gentle, and charming, Luo Yan gradually indulged in his tenderness, she is so stupid, just like all girls, she spoiled him and frolicked with him, in the cold and crowded street, the two of them shared a huge ice cream, he deliberately made trouble with her, grabbed food with her, ate and ate, but they suddenly hugged each other and kissed inseparably.

Happiness seemed to be within her reach, however, the accident happened in that moment.

"Luo ...... Luo Yan? A hesitant call interrupted their passionate kiss.

With a look of shyness and grace, she looked at the voice, and then the pink faded quickly from her cheeks, and she looked almost dumbfounded at the man standing near her, a strange man, whom he did not recognize.

Luo Yan's cheeks were flushed, and she was a little unaccustomed to being accosted on the street, especially Rong Junlie.

"Who is this man?" Rong Junlie lowered his head and asked very unhappily.