Wen Wenya lifted it up and was stunned.

In the slightly dim corridor of the bathroom, Si Yiyan leaned against the red brick wall and stared at her quietly.

He wore a purple shirt designed and sewn by herself, the color of dark purple, worn on his body, there was a sense of evil and bewitching beauty, from the shoulders to the beautiful gold embroidery thread entwined branch pattern, in the waist suddenly closed, beautiful style, beautiful and noble.

Purple is a hue that is free between cold and warm, the ambiguous fusion and collision of cold and warm, so that this color is full of mystery and nobility, and at the same time this color is full of complex and contradictory elegant commonality, representing the supreme authority and prestige, and at the same time giving people a kind of pride and nobility that cannot be seen in the world, giving people a deep sense of psychological oppression.

Purple can be sacred and represent eternity.

Purple can also be heavy, symbolizing the irresistible dark force.

However, Wen Wenya knows that purple is an incomparably fiery color in indifference, just like Si Yiyan, who seems to be cold and cold, abstinent and cold and rejects people thousands of miles away, but only she knows how hot his heart is.

Wen Wenya suddenly ran in front of him and threw herself into his arms: "Si Yiyan, why are you here?" ”

The delicate and soft voice, with joy and excitement, can imagine how happy it is to meet the man you love in this foreign country.

Si Yiyan hugged her slender and unwieldy waist, feeling the soft temperature in her arms, and her heart couldn't help but become complete: "Thousands of miles to run lang, thousands of miles to chase a wife, isn't it the most romantic thing in every girl's dream?" ”

Today is her girl, the first step of her dream, he wants to see with his own eyes, standing on the world stage, dazzling, dazzling, and making the world look at it.

Wen Wenya hugged Si Yiyan's waist tightly, and her little face rubbed against his chest, like a coquettish kitten: "When did you come over, why don't you tell me." ”

It hurt her that she regretted it before, Si Yiyan couldn't see it with her own eyes, and she stood on the championship stage and accepted the award.

Si Yiyan rubbed the top of her hair with her chin, and said dotingly: "I have come here a long time ago, just when your Athena guardian amazed the judges and conquered all the spectators present, I saw you standing on the championship stage and accepting the award, that graceful and dazzling appearance, and I also saw your confident and flamboyant appearance when you confronted Jacqueline Martin." ”

At that time, what he thought in his heart was that fortunately he put down all the work at hand, and arrived thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away, and her girl was indeed the best and outstanding woman in the world.

She will use her unique charm to conquer more people.

Hearing his words, Wen Wenya didn't know why, the tip of her nose was sour and spicy, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Si Yiyan, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much......"

The design of Athena's guardianship was completed in the process of missing Si Yiyan, and the design was inspired by Si Yiyan, who integrated her dependence and love for Si Yiyan and Si Yiyan's protection and love for her into her works.

Therefore, when she stood on the stage of the champion, her mood was agitated, and at that moment she really wanted to, threw herself into Si Yiyan's arms, and told Si Yiyan that she really missed him.

"Let me see how much you miss me." Si Yiyan's hands held her waist tightly, and with a reversal, Wen Wen Ya pressed against the red brick wall, and fierce and wild kisses fell on her lips.

His movements were too fast, and Wen Wenya hadn't fully reacted, and the back of his head slammed heavily on Si Yiyan's thick palm.

A perfect "wall knock" process has been completed.

Si Yiyan used her thick tongue to outline her perfect lip flap, and then took her lower lip, licking and kissing, sucking, gnawing, sometimes burning itching between her lips, sometimes like an electric shock, sometimes touching the numbness of the nerves, making her brain blank, and her thoughts were completely captured by the senses.

"Uh-huh......" Wen Wen Ya found a shallow murmur.

Then she felt that the hot and moist thick tongue strongly pushed against her lips and teeth, Si Yiyan's long tongue, the strong long drive straight in, the tip of the tongue brushed the fine flesh in her lips, and the teeth, and then entangled with her small tongue.

Wen Wenya's only remaining reason collapsed under Si Yiyan's superb kissing skills, and Si Yiyan was allowed to attack the city and plunder the land between her lips.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Wenya only felt that her tongue was sore, and she wanted to expel Si Yiyan's thick tongue from her mouth, Si Yiyan's flexible tongue fought and retreated, and when Wen Wenya reacted, her little tongue had been lured into his lips by Si Yiyan.

Si Yiyan sucked her little tongue vigorously.

The sour and numb feeling touched all the sensitive nerves between her lips in an instant, and her whole body instantly went limp.

I don't know how long a kiss lasted, but in the end, the warm and elegant lips, cheeks, and tongue were all sore, and even her breathing became weak, and the suffocation in her chest kept reminding her that she was kissed by Si Yiyan until she was hypoxic.

The lips parted, and the saliva that blended together, connected by threads: "Baby, do you know what I want to do most now?" ”

He looked down at the people close at hand, his delicate red cheeks, like the most beautiful and beautiful hibiscus flowers, as bright as the morning glow, the eyes that were like ink-dyed amorous, the corners of the eyes were delicate red, the eye waves were rippling red waves, looking forward to the flowing, bright as the glow, the light pink lips, revealing the original delicate and tender color, ravaged by his kiss, delicate, delicious and delicious.

This is what she looks like when she is emotional.

Wen Wenya subconsciously asked, "What is it?" ”

The hoarse voice, with a tactful and coquettish cry, is delicate and crispy, charming and bone-eroding, and sultry to the extreme.

The fresh air inhaled into her nose, making her have a kind of excitement and joy for the rest of her life, warm and elegant slightly opened the delicate red lips, rapid panting, and her chest kept rising and falling, because she was wearing the most figure-revealing small cheongsam, her towering breasts, in the delicate and precious materials, presented an alluring style.

Si Yiyan's eyes were like fire, and in his ink-colored pupils, he secretly wanted to boil and surge: "Yes, find a place where there are only you and me, and then strip you naked and eat you." ”

Wen Ya's appearance in a cheongsam is undoubtedly elegant, delicate, sexy, and charming, and it perfectly outlines the body lines of the warm and elegant nong, showing her unknown charm style.

"What about you...... What are you waiting for? Wen Ya's hands gently pressed against Si Yiyan's chest, and his delicate palms could feel his boiling and scorching body temperature under the thin fabric, as well as the bulging heartbeat.

All of this makes Wen Wen Ya magical.