It's not a good place, and of course there's not such a wide wardrobe for two people to hide side by side, so they can only be stacked in blocks, no, they should be stacked in blocks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Yes, it's the kind of face-to-face stacked into pieces, well, tightly fitted.

Ling An is not everyone's lady, half of the killer mixed in the men's pile, although the male and female guards don't care so much about her, it doesn't mean that she has no concept at all, even if any girl is pressed against the wall so tightly by a big man, she will be red and eager to bite off a piece of that person's meat.

But the situation was special, and Ling An didn't dare to move.

Ming Ze is slender, Ling An's head has just touched his chin, she looks sideways slightly, she can see his side face, an expressionless face, but it is the ultimate temptation, she has always admitted that this man is one of her dishes, and she will never get tired of seeing it no matter how many times she sees it.

Ming Ze also seemed to feel her burning gaze, and glanced at her, Ling An instantly turned his head, as if nothing happened.

The laughter of the men and women outside was already on the point, the clothes were in a mess, and then the sounds that were not in the ears.

If Ling An listened to it by himself, it would be okay to say, but it would be a little awkward to listen to another one together. She moved uncomfortably, and was fiercely suppressed by Ming Ze. Ling An secretly glared at Ming Ze, turned his head and blushed.

Ming Ze also felt uncomfortable, and reached out to cover Ling An's ears, it was better not to let her hear this kind of voice.

Ling An was very well-behaved, shrunk in his arms, obediently motionless. Under the palm of her hand, her ears are small and lovely, and people can't help but want to gently pinch the round earlobe, which must feel very good. Ming Ze's hand intentionally or unintentionally circled around the ear, the little thing in his arms seemed to feel a little itchy, and moved in resistance, Ming Ze's hand gently stroked the hairy head, and his fingers rubbed the smooth and soft hair to slowly soothe.

The daughter from Ling An's hair room, Xiangruo, drilled into his nostrils, drilled into the tip of his heart, scratched it, scratched it again, it was extremely annoying but unstoppable. He pressed one hand on the back of Ling An's head, pressing the restless person into his arms fiercely, and the other hand covering her waist unconsciously exerted some force. He could clearly feel that his breathing was gradually becoming hot and unstable, and his originally peaceful heart began to beat happily, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became strange.

Ming Ze felt a little strange when he stepped into this room, but now he knew that the culprit was the drug again. But there was no incense in the house, and no one else had come, and he couldn't figure out when he had been drugged.

The effect of the medicine came violently, and the soft fragrant jade in his arms, the hot heart became more and more impatient and urgent. He complained that the stupid man in his arms was unaware, and there was no sign of even being drugged, and he was restlessly avoiding his closeness, but he didn't know that such a small action was even more maddening. Ming Ze even thought about how comfortable it would be if the two little hands placed on his waist could gently wrap around his waist.

But no, Ling An, an unsympathetic fool, was covered in sweat, and his two hands twisted his waist fiercely. The fool also knows what kind of disease this man is committing, and she doesn't want to lose herself on this beast, even if this person is good-looking and very suitable for her appetite, but this place is not right! No, no, no, this person is not right! Wrong! Ling An didn't show any mercy when he started, but before this person even made a sound, he knew that he was pressing her to the wall. Women are no better than men, the two balls in her chest are squeezed so painfully, the air in her chest will be squeezed out, she almost can't breathe, her tears are so pitiful.

Ming Ze is not much better than Ling An, the farther away he becomes, the more unbearable it becomes, but the closer he gets, the more crazy he becomes. At this moment, Ming Ze could clearly feel Ling An's soft two balls pressing on him, and he could even imagine their seductive appearance. Men are always visual animals, always like to appreciate beautiful things, and even fantasize about having this beautiful thing. Ming Ze had to admit that Ling An's chest was really good, and when it was the most obscene, he even imagined the appearance of holding that snow-white ball in his hand and kneading it raw. Now this thought has been magnified several times out of thin air, tormenting him to the point that life is worse than death.

Ling An was a little unsteady on her feet, and was lifted up by Ming Ze's waist, and this back and forth, one of Ming Ze's legs squeezed into her legs.

The people below him seemed to be frightened, and they stiffened and didn't dare to move. Ming Ze's forehead suddenly jumped, his lips pursed into a line, and he thought to himself, it is better for a woman to be softer. So he tried to soothe her, rubbing her shoulders down her waistline. The blazing palm lit up a string of small fires, and Ling An, who was burning, was at a loss, biting his lip and not making a sound. Until she felt the heat between her legs, panicked like she gently "hmm".

This cat scratched like a cat, piercing the heart. The hand holding Ling An's waist became harder and harder, and the green tendons on the back of his hand appeared, eager to pinch off the waist that he didn't grasp. He attached it to Ling An's ear and asked in a low voice, "Do you have a sweetheart?" ”

Ling An felt that there was itchy flesh on his ears, and he was itchy by the heat coming out, and he was dizzy and thought of the answer, his sweetheart, some of them, that was Duan Junyan's, but he couldn't say. The strength on his waist was a little bigger, Ling An couldn't stand it, and quickly shook his head.

Ming Ze let out a light "heh" with satisfaction, his voice was hoarse, like a good pure brew, his eyes were bright in a place where Ling An couldn't see, staring at a snow-white neck exposed by her and suddenly lowered his head and bit it, his mouth was smooth and warm, and he could even feel the flow of blood under his skin, all of which impacted his senses, bringing great satisfaction and excitement. Kissing, ****, and even biting more and more hard, he was not worried that she would scream at all, and even wanted to hear her cry out in pain, shouting and crying and begging him for mercy. The hand that had tightly covered Ling An's mouth slid down her chin, slid to her collarbone, and finally attached to the plump place that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time, slowly tightening, and he could feel the snow-white skin spilling from between his fingers. A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing. This is a man's inferior root in ****, even Prince Mingze has such an inferior root, and it is even more exciting to do such a thing under the noses of others. He himself felt ashamed, but it was a really good feeling, her taste, her plumpness, her waist, every part of it made him crush and go crazy. Every inch of Ming Ze's skin was shouting, and the blood in his body was agitated. His vigorous heat rubbed eagerly against Ling An's most secret and soft places, and the hustle and bustle of madness made his demeanor extremely rough and violent.

Ling An had never experienced this kind of posture, and his head was buzzing blank. Ming Ze really pushed hard, and there were bursts of pain from the place where he had touched, and Ling An covered his mouth tightly. The lip flap that she had bitten had already broken, her mouth was full of blood, her red eyes were rippling, she couldn't help it, she couldn't help crying, she couldn't help screaming.

Ling An, who had a blank mind, didn't notice that the men and women in the room had left, but Ming Ze was clear, and his movements became more and more presumptuous, until his desire was fully released, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who was satisfied, slowly calmed down his emotions by holding the person in his arms. Gradually, he sensed that something was wrong with the people around him, Ming Ze reached out and pinched her chin, turned Ling An's face around, and saw such a look.

The cheeks were pale, the eyes were red with tears, and the original moist red lips were tightly pursed together, and even the blood stains next to them could be seen.

His heart hurt inexplicably, his thumb went to break her lips, and his voice was extraordinarily sexy and gentle, "Open your mouth." ”

Originally, it was nothing, as soon as he spoke like this, Ling An felt extremely aggrieved, and his small mouth bit that finger fiercely, grinding and grinding, she was so excited to breastfeed, I couldn't wait to ask him to come down.

Ming Ze only frowned slightly and looked at her intently, not letting go of her slightest expression. Fingers in her wet mouth, gently pressed her slippery little tongue, and then the little tongue was nimble and dodged in an instant.

There was an undercurrent in his eyes that Ling An couldn't understand, but it made Ling An have a sense of crisis. She tried to turn her face sideways to avoid this strange gaze, but he forced her to raise her head, and then she saw the man in front of her lean over slightly and kiss her.

Ling An has been kissed, she has been kissed by Ming Ying, she has kissed others, she has kissed Duan Junyan. But no matter which kiss it is, it is not the same as this kiss. It is not the collision of the lips and the lips of the dragonfly, but the contest of the lips, the teeth, and even the tongue.

He bit her lip finely, his tongue **** the blood stains on her lip flap, crossed her teeth, chased her tongue, no matter where her tongue was hiding, he could chase her, hook her, provocatively circle with her tongue, entangled, all at once, never tired. His breathing was slightly rapid, and he left a little, and he couldn't wait to stick to it, sucking and biting her tongue in his mouth, and the force gradually increased, kissing her lips red and gorgeous, beautiful.

Ling An was stupid, her wet eyes stared at him tightly, full of astonishment, her eyes closed like an ostrich under his coercion, her hands grabbed his arms tightly, and she passively accepted his kisses, she felt that she couldn't breathe.

It was a long time before he let go of her, his breath disturbed. He can be said to be obsessed with emotions once from external causes, but what about twice? He thought, he was stunned.

Ming Ze looked at the person in front of him, his voice seemed to be empty, "You don't have someone you like, so ...... I want you. ”

So, I want you.

I want you......