"Of course it's stubborn!" By the way, desperately resist!

Feng Qian pursed his lips, but the words with the word "death" in the second half of the sentence can't be said casually, otherwise he will have to be slapped to death by this man.

Jun Moying glared at her, angry and funny: "With your small body, what can you bear, and what can you resist?" ”

Hey, look down on her too!

Feng Qian snorted three times: "Do you know that people's potential is endless, just look at how you tap it." As long as you really want to resist, how can there be something that you can't resist? ”

"Oh?" Jun Moying raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, "But I just want to try it, how is this good?" ”

For some reason, Feng Qian always felt that when this man said this, he smiled differently than just now, it seemed to be a little less joking, a little more serious and evil, well, it seemed to be a little weird...... Ambiguous?!

it!

When his body was forcefully pulled into his arms and his lips were blocked again, Feng Qian was so busy that he didn't have the heart to roll his eyes, so he could only secretly scold this beast in his heart, what kind of hero is he unexpected?!

Wow, if you have the ability, notify her first, so that she can be mentally prepared!

Just as she was in a trance, the man suddenly let go of her again, holding the back of her head, leaning very close to her, and the warm breath splashed on the root of her ears and neck, itching her all over her body.

"Look, isn't that all there is to it?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Feng Qian stomped his foot fiercely, "You are clearly a sneak attack, don't count!" ”

"Sneak attack? So if I tell you clearly now, wouldn't it be called a sneak attack, wouldn't it be counted? ”

When Feng Qian's lip was bitten again, she roared angrily in her heart: she didn't mean that at all!

But she didn't have a chance to say more.

The kiss with punishment and teasing has obviously changed its taste later, and it is no longer a shallow struggle, and unconsciously, it is gradually replaced by a passionate desire.

The breath that belonged to him was overwhelming, occasionally mixed with a faint ambergris, Feng Qian was delirious and climbed on his shoulder, and her soft body was barely balanced by her holding.

She is not the only one who is confused, and Jun Moying is the same.

Although at first it was only to prove to her - to prove something that even he did not know. But gradually, this kiss with an oath actually made him fall into it.

In her arms is her weak and boneless delicate body, in front of her is her flower-like face, and her sweet liquid is mixed between her lips and tongue, as a normal man, where can she hold it at this time?

When he couldn't help but reach out and strip her clothes, Jun Moying was still thinking that this little thing was really his nemesis.

The fiery palm poked into her clothes along the unbuttoned place, unconsciously wandering around, and finally resting on a certain soft flesh, squeezing it heavily. Feng Qian let out a low "ah", and before the voice could be spoken, it was swallowed by the man in his stomach.

Feng Qian scolded in his heart, and slapped him a few more times, but when the fist really fell, it became a light brush like a tickle, which made the ambiguous interaction between the two even heavier, and almost didn't make her angry.

Finally waited for Jun Moying to let her go, Feng Qian gasped a few times, and her face was already delicate.

Before she could come to her senses, she heard the man say solemnly in her ear: "Shallow, I want you." I want you now, I want you all the time. (Zilang)