After Yi's matter was resolved, he did not return to the capital, because the butcher knife in his hand had not been put down, and the slaughter was still unfinished, and the blood was not dispersed, and he didn't want to see him like this.

Si Yiyan wrapped one hand around her waist and the other hand on the back of her head, blocking her lips.

The fierce and urgent kiss, the domineering of attacking the city and plundering the land, did not give Wen Wenya any chance to refuse at all.

Wen Wenya hugged his waist tightly, and his heartbeat like a drum shook her body and mind. Strong and unrefusal, almost suffocating kisses, she began to lack oxygen, and her chest swelled and hurt, because of the lack of oxygen, her consciousness was blurred, and her brain fainted.

But she was reluctant to push him away, and even more reluctant to let him go.

Wen Wenya thought that she would probably become the first woman in history to die of suffocation due to kissing.

She was willing!

Si Yiyan let go of her lips, looked at her confused appearance, and picked her up: "I want you, right away!" ”

The warm and elegant song was in the crook of his arm, supple to the extreme, and the eager gasp, with an ambiguous and fragrant charming tone, kept stimulating Si Yiyan's desire.

Si Yiyan kissed her ear and whispered hoarsely: "Just now, I should have waited for you in the room!" ”

Alternatively, one should wait for her directly in bed.

In this way, he will not be as impatient as he is now, and in the short time from the living room to the room, he feels that it is the ultimate physical and mental torment.

"Hooligans!"

Wen Wenya couldn't help but scold in a low voice, but her voice was as charming as silk.

She wanted him too, more than ever.

"If you scold me, you will be punished." Si Yiyan bit her ear, kicked open the door of the room, and drove straight in.

Wen Ya felt that her body was sunk deep in the soft big bed, and the velvet sheets were incredibly soft, making her feel like falling into the clouds.

"Married women in many countries in Eastern Europe have their hair curled during the day, and it is only at night that the husband is qualified to take their hairpins."

Si Yiyan's body overturned, gently raised her head, took off the hairpin at the back of her head, and a green silk slid softly on the bed, setting off her little face that was as smooth as jade, but full of love and charm, charming and fragrant.

"It's somewhat similar to the ancient customs of our country Z."

Warm and elegant arms wrapped around his neck, delicate red lips kissed along his throat, and the crisp fingers unbuttoned down the second button of his shirt, sharp nails gently cutting through the smooth skin of his chest.

"Wen Wenya, let's coil it for me in the future!"

Si Yiyan propped his arms at her sides, his body half-hanging over her body, like a condescending king, looking down on the subservient who was lying underneath him.

"I'm clumsy, and I don't look good, can you help me do it?"

The warm and elegant long legs as slender as jade wrapped around his waist and hips, teasing the man's burning desire.

"Good!" Si Yiyan's delicate kiss fell on her hair.

In the countries of Eastern Europe, a man kisses his wife's hair, which represents love!

At this time, Wen Wenya's hands were wrapped around her neck, her legs were wrapped around his waist, her back had left the soft bed, and the whole person hung horizontally on his body, allowing him to bear all her weight.

Si Yiyan went down along her neck, suddenly stopped moving, and landed on her neck.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ya's hands climbed between his arms, and he asked in a confused way.

"This is the peace charm you embroidered for me?" Si Yiyan gently picked up her neck and threaded it with a red cord, and wore the triangular silk cloth she was wearing.

It is an acacia talisman formed with her love silk.

In fact, where is there such a custom, but he is uncertain about his return, and deliberately tricked her, so that she has some hope, so that she will not be confused every day, but I didn't expect her to believe it.

It's really embroidered with such a peace charm.

Wen Wenya thought of the four different peace charms around her neck, and subconsciously reached out to cover it: "It's not well embroidered, it's still ......."

An earthworm with two horns and four-legged scales.

She was a little ashamed to take it out.

"Since it was embroidered for me, it belongs to me." Si Yiyan took her hand away, gently untied the knot around her neck, and took the peace charm into his hand.

When he looked at the four dissimilarities embroidered on the peace charm, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he suddenly thought of the message she had sent him before.

She really didn't have a talent for embroidery.

Wen Wenya raised her body to grab it: "Don't, I'll embroider one for you next time." ”

She thought that the peace charm was her first time embroidering, and it was natural that she would not embroider well, and that next time, it would be impossible to be uglier than this one.

"It's beautifully embroidered, I love it." Si Yiyan gently kissed the peace charm in his hand.

It's not the peace charm that matters.

And she made a lovesick knot with green silk.

It was obvious that he was talking nonsense, but Wen Wenya was obviously coaxed by him.

No matter how ugly the embroidery is, as long as Si Yiyan likes it.

Si Yiyan put the peace charm in her palm: "Help me put it on." ”

Wen Wenya held the peace charm in her hand, and the temperature of his palm was still on it, she palmed her body, sat up from the bed, stretched out her arm around the back of his head, and tied the peace charm around his neck.

The yellow silk peace charm was clinging to his trivial bones.

Wen Wenya leaned over and kissed the peace charm gently.

Si Yiyan gently pinched her waist with both hands and suddenly pressed her down on the bed.

This time, he was obviously serious, almost without foreplay, directly parting her legs, and entering her.

"Does it hurt?" Si Yiyan kissed her ear as he advanced.

Wen Wenya shook her head.

She didn't feel uncomfortable, because her body was far more eager for his encroachment and plunder than she imagined.

This time, it's far more intense than ever.

"Si Yiyan!" She called him.

"I'm here! It's in your body. Si Yiyan patiently agreed to her, and her body movements became more and more intense.

In a blur, the cloud-tossed body rolled down on the ground covered with a thick carpet.

Neither of them had any intention of changing positions.

I don't know how many times, Wen Wenya felt that her body had overloaded, and she couldn't help crying.

"Si Yiyan, don't want it, don't want it......"

The more she cried, the more intense he became.

The more she shouted, the more excited he became.

"Hurry up, it's good, it's almost ......"

Si Yiyan kept responding to her, kissing her, and encroaching on him.

The curtains in the room were not closed, and the black curtain was overwhelming, and it turned out that it was already night.

When she rushed back from the hospital, it was more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and now it is at least eight o'clock in the evening, six or seven hours, without stopping, even she did not expect that her body could withstand such a request from him.

Her physical endurance has once again set a new all-time high.