The tossing and turning kisses, the entanglement of the breath of the two, just the touch and kiss of the lips, the ensuing numbness and throbbing were enough to make Mu Lingluo tremble all over, and it was difficult to breathe smoothly.

Everything seemed to take place in this silent midnight, in the warm candlelight of the dim night.

The slender and moderately soft waist is not grasped, Su Zimo can hold it with one hand, at this time he pressed her thin waist with one hand, and his body was tightly fitted, there was no gap between the two, and the hot breath came through the clothes, which was ambiguous.

Su Zimo's other hand pressed her little head, and her five fingers were inserted into her soft and smooth silk, and the hot fingertips intimately caressed her head, gently running through her soft hair.

There were only a few intimate acts, but he followed the instinct of a man, and he was already self-taught, and slowly faded into greenness.

The hot lips and tongue first tentatively drilled into Mu Lingluo's sweet lips and teeth, the previous youthfulness had long since faded after a few intimate contacts, and now his movements had a familiarity that belonged to a man.

The hot lips and tongue lingered between her lips and teeth, licking and kissing her soft lips and tongue carefully, sucking every inch of skin in her mouth, every bit of sweetness.

Mu Lingluo felt that she couldn't breathe anymore, and a small whimper sounded from her mouth. But Su Zimo's hot lips were against her delicate and tender lips, and she refused to leave for a moment.

Su Zimo's low and melodious voice emitted a sexy gasp, lingering in her ears, and the sensational ears were indescribably hot.

The intense desire that came from there was almost as intense as wanting to swallow her in one gulp.

Mu Lingluo's hands that he originally wanted to push away, but at some point, they had already wrapped around Su Zimo's neck, and his slightly blurred eyes seemed to be rippling with layers of water vapor, and like grapes wet with water.

She was uncomfortable and wanted to push Su Zimo away, "Ah Mo......"

But as soon as she opened her mouth, her lips were firmly occupied by him, and the domineering cold breath that belonged to him came faintly.

Such an intimacy that is entangled to death is really unbearable for her.

Mu Lingluo felt that she was about to suffocate to death, and at this moment, there was air coming from him, so that she could not choose, she could only hope to be able to breathe more fresh air, and she could only be forced to accept his more and more intense entanglement.

Mu Lingluo was a little dizzy, and her hand, which was as soft as a noodle, couldn't help but push Su Zimo. And Su Zimo, who has always been strong, actually fell to the side easily with her strength this time, but he hooked her waist and rolled to the side with her.

So, Mu Lingluo could only lie on his body, the tips of their noses against each other, their jaws touched, and their breaths blended, he never left for a moment, only clinging to her lips, but his lips and tongue were getting deeper and deeper, sucking her sweet juice like a peach, causing the two of them to feel endless numbness and trembling.

I don't know how long I have been entangled, Mu Lingluo really couldn't bear his request, and wanted to retreat again.

Su Zimo's temperament has always been domineering, but he has been well hidden in the past, but at this time, he is not hesitant to expose it, only clasping her little head tightly and refusing to let her retreat.

And he seemed to dislike that this posture was not very easy to play, taking advantage of Mu Lingluo's mind being a little dizzy, Su Zimo hugged her and rolled again, her lips and tongue did not leave for a moment, and the fierce kiss continued, but with a slight flip of her body, she saw that the world was spinning for a while, and the two of them had already rolled to the end of the bed.

Mu Lingluo was pressed under him, his strong and powerful arms were supported by Mu Lingluo's side, and the pitch-black night-like flight slanted down from his back, forming a faint barrier between the two, covering the dim light, and his hair was also glowing with a faint golden halo.

However, Mu Lingluo didn't notice anything, she only saw that the face of the previous head Su Zimo, which had always been cold and noble, was stained with a faint red glow, as if white jade was dyed, and lotus flowers were stained with dust, which surprised her for a moment. But what frightened her the most was the abnormal light rolling in Su Zimo's bottomless eyes, as well as the burning emotion.

To tell the truth, because of Su Zimo's cold and noble appearance, she has never been able to associate him with this kind of thing. But I didn't expect that at this time, he had such a style that should not be underestimated, which was really surprising.

But she didn't have time to sigh at all, just because Su Zimo was like a fierce beast, leaning over again, opening her mouth and biting Mu Lingluo's lips, without the lingering entanglement at the beginning. Now he is as fierce as a beast, domineering and cold, but with a trace of imperceptible gentleness.

Mu Lingluo only felt that he was like being in the eye of the storm in the storm, as if he was riding a swaying boat, and he couldn't help himself.

The entanglement between the mouths, the secret tenderness, the tossing and turning, the sucking, the licking sound between the lips and tongue is mixed with the man's sexy panting and the girl's faint whimper.

Touch and hearing, all the senses carry an inexplicable electric current, deep into the numbness of the hundreds of bones, which makes people tremble all over.

The dim light like a bean trembled slightly, as if it was also dyed by this ambiguous spring love, and covered his eyes shyly,

In the end, Su Zimo was not satisfied with this was just the entanglement of lips and tongues, and his kiss began to shift its position, slowly and quietly moving downward. Gently like a spring breeze, it swept over her delicate red cheeks, her slightly raised graceful chin, and her slender white neck like a heron, and then the delicate and beautiful collarbone.

Mu Lingluo's collarbone is very beautiful, and the slightly arched arc makes Su Zimo can't help but bite gently and slowly, lingering.

The fiery palm of a soldering iron lingered around her waist and finally landed on her palm, and she couldn't help but caress back and forth the smooth and delicate skin of her wrist, and her fingers intertwined with her ten fingers.

Su Zimo's breathing became amazingly short, and his whole body became even hotter and more frightening.

Mu Lingluo raised his small and delicate chin slightly, and his slender neck slightly swept an elegant arc. Her delicate red lips opened slightly, revealing her white teeth, and her eyes were misty and confused.

"Ah Mo, Ah Mo......" Mu Lingluo couldn't help but take a breath and shouted in a hoarse voice.

Her voice is no longer as clear and soft as it used to be, and it is soft and clear, at this time her voice is hoarse and low, and it is even more delicate and soft when a woman is happy, as if the delicate cat's paws are gently scratching Su Zimo's heart.

Itchy, it's soft, and it's really hard to swallow.