(Four more, very powerful)

In the dragon spring, the water mist is noisy, and the air is filled with a breath of water and milk, like a dream, drunk and immortal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yunrong's whole body fell into the water, his red shirt was clinging to his body, and his beautiful figure rippled with the sparkling water.

She wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, and was ruthlessly and fiercely abused by him, but she did not show weakness at all, clinging to it, and his lips/teeth/entanglement, the tips of her hot tongues caught each other's turbulence, as if she wanted to vent her endless love!

Jing Heng's strong and powerful arms firmly clasped her delicate body, and the force became stronger and stronger, making her body clinging to herself, tightly seamed without gaps, as if she was going to rub her into her own bones and blood.

The spring night is long, the jade porcelain is warm and the hot spring is overflowing, the water is slippery and the gelatinous two people in the pool are wrapped, and a jade arm stirs up the splash, rippling with bursts of ripples, like glass crystal, like pearls and amber.

The heating on the water surface is getting thicker and thicker, floating like Penglai Wonderland, I don't know when the red clothes and white shirts floating on the water surface, with the ripples of the water waves, stranded on the jade stone by the pool.

A reddish snow-white ball was pressed by the rope, gently floating up and down the water surface, and the little red face was covered with a layer of fine sweat, and the starry eyes were slightly opened, stained with a thick layer of smoke.

I don't know when, she has wrapped around his waist, every inch of skin on her body can't escape his clutches, every inch of skin dyed, it is a fire, she is so nervous that her whole body trembles, her fingers are tightly clasped on his back, and all the love is pinched in, and she can't help but arouse a muffled roar, you advance and I retreat, panting, and the world is spinning for a while.

Jing Heng was gentle and fiery cathartic, his strength gradually became bigger and bigger, the delicate body was no longer enough for him to invade, his arm slid away, and he reached the warm jade bed in the middle of Longquan with thick ink and heavy color,

The warm jade was smoking, and the jade bed that was leaning up was surrounded by a thick fairy mist, and Yun Rong's body was pressed against the jade bed. couldn't help but let out a coquettish gasp, and when she thought she was finally down, the hot body pressed over fiercely, eager to devour her on the spot!

Even more terrible than devouring is the painful tearing of the heart. When the swollen and hot fire rushed in, she had no power to resist, and let him take it as he wanted, and galloped freely!

When that last hurdle was broken, she slammed onto his shoulder. Bei Yan involuntarily bit his shoulder bone, Jing Heng was in pain, roared, and advanced his whole body without reservation.

His hot palm caressed her silky hot cheeks, his slightly drunken eyes reflected his handsome face, and beads of sweat poured down with drops of water, moistening their bodies and minds. It was a kind of entanglement of pain and love, a struggle between love and desire, and the deadly enchantment ignited the power of the desolation in his body, and he carried it with a surge. Raise the most powerful weapon, smash the dragon gate, and slam the palace.

What tore was her shy nervousness, she disarmed and abandoned her armor, she was overwhelmed, and let the torrent shuttle in her body, she only felt that she was a leaf of duckweed, tossed by the storm, without resistance, undulating.

Madness is intertwined with the fulfillment and satisfaction that joy brings to spread to the bottom of my heart. It was as if the fragrance of birds and flowers permeated every inch of her skin, as if the swaying and colorful colors lingered in every moment of breathing, and the sound of water waves in her ears was mixed with irregular breathing, making her not know where she was. I don't know where to go, only the tears of happiness in the corners of my eyes, dazzling, and only the flowers on my face that bloom like the first bloom after the rain, which are extremely delicate and beautiful.

She is a unique treasure in this world, and he will treasure it for the rest of his life.

The four corners of the pool are lit with tall lampstands. The candle flame is cheerful and colorful, and the thick fairy mist is wrapped in the shaking and tenderness of the night.

Spring and night bathing in Longmen Pool, hot spring water slippery wash condensation, wind and waves swept away and weak, the beginning is the time of grace and moistening.

Late at night, silent, he touched the silky skin, gently kissed the delicate sweat on her forehead, just when the two of them came up in the bath below, he couldn't help but ask her again, it was so tired that the little girl fell asleep. He hugged her soft body tightly, let her delicate breathing fall on his neck, the snow-white waves on his chest also clinged to it, he caressed the beautiful face and the perfect curve, only to feel that the stunning color in front of him is the most poisonous medicine in the world, and he has drunk it, there is no solution in this life, every inch of his eyes burns her skin, and the thing under him has unconsciously displayed its majesty.

He inhaled every piece of fragrance on her body tightly, cared for her every breath as if it were a treasure, and a heart fluttered for many years and finally had a place to rest.

He flicked the little girl's long and curled eyelashes, and wrapped his doting gaze around her, and couldn't help imagining what the little guy would be like if the little girl gave birth to a child of theirs.

So, while the little girl was asleep, he kissed her fiercely, he lingered between indulgence and depression, and finally he saw that the little girl was full of red notes after joy/love, and he couldn't bear it, so he took a cold bath and hugged her to sleep.

I don't know when, the original white gauze tent was replaced with a red tent, and the two candlesticks next to the collapse burned red candles until dawn.

In the middle of the afternoon of the second day, the warm sun projected through the window lattice, sprinkled on the thin red tent, the dragon collapsed hazy, shrouded in light veil, red enchanting, and the blurry breath churned in the sun, looking more and more unreal.

Yun Rong wanted to open her eyes but was stabbed by the strong light, so she quickly closed it, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that there was an arm blocking the sun.

She grinned sweetly, and when she looked sideways, she saw Jing Heng's bare chest, Yun Rong's heart jumped violently, as if some intertwined pictures flashed in her mind, and her face burned red in an instant, and she hurriedly grabbed the quilt to cover her head, for fear of seeing him, and also afraid that she would see herself.

Jing Heng smiled sideways, pulled the quilt, and sneered: "Little girl, let go, don't get stuffy!" ”

"No" came her muttered voice,

Jing Heng showed a thief smile, suddenly reached into the quilt, sneaked into her armpit, and scratched her violently,

"Ah, itchy! Itchy! Yun Rong turned over, lifted the quilt and dodged.

But when she opened it, her whole body was exposed, and she realized that she was not an inch.

"Ahh She screamed again, retracted the quilt, her little face was flushed, she turned upside down, and found that she was actually tearing under her body, she covered under the quilt, revealing a small head, and there were faint tears of pain in the corners of her eyes.

Jing Heng's scorching gaze swept over her delicate body, and a trace of thickness/desire flashed in his eyes, he really couldn't look at her, he couldn't help but be hot all over his body when he saw her, but he couldn't help but look at her, and if he didn't look at her for a moment, he felt like he had been poisoned.

After seeing her look of pain, he hurriedly leaned over and hugged her tightly, muttering, "Rong'er... What happened to you? Does it hurt? But it still hurts? Jing Heng softened in distress, hugged his little body in his arms like holding a peerless baby, and said softly: "Baby, my little appearance... I'm sorry I hurt you last night, I wanted to be gentle, but then I couldn't help it! ”

Not only could I not control it, I asked her a few times in the hot spring, entangled in the middle of the night, and after holding her back from taking a bath, I couldn't help but ask her again, that time on the couch, but I didn't let her go at all, it was more fierce than in the water.

Because the little girl is so beautiful, it is a rare treasure, until the little girl fell into his arms, he did not let go, and now seeing her in pain and shrinking in his arms like a poor kitten, he regretted it and felt extremely distressed.

(Don't use any bare words to describe such a beautiful picture, there should be applause here!) I hope it's okay....... Cover your face, almost at the end of the month, so powerful must ask for a monthly pass,) (to be continued.) )