The lights in the room had been replaced by dim and yellow wall lamps at some point, and clusters of scorching firelight began to dance in Jiang Zizhuo's clear eyes.

Such a frank treatment was the same as a few days ago, but Ling Xiaoxiao grunted nervously, swallowed saliva and watched the little boy hook his fingers, and took off his bathrobe.

Outside the window, the howling north wind, in such a quiet night, began to surge again, beating the window edge to find their sense of existence in this cold winter.

In the room, the heating was turned on to the maximum, so that the two of them looked at each other, and they didn't feel a trace of coldness at all, Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that she was going to drown in Jiang Zizhuo's seductive gaze.

She suddenly thought of the night when she was in the eighth middle school, the night was as cold as water, the two walked on the way back to the bedroom, this person also looked at her with such eyes and smiles, lingering, fine and dense, her heart was entangled little by little, so that she could no longer extricate herself.

She raised her hand, touched the little boy's eyes, and looked at her like this again, and her heart was about to jump out of her mouth disobediently.

The little boy took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, put it between his lips and rubbed it gently: "Does Xiaoxiao want to come by herself?" ”

The voice was already hoarse, and it was low and deep into Ling Xiaoxiao's ears, making her shudder, why did she come by herself? Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the evil smile on the corner of Jiang Zizhuo's lips, her center of gravity was unstable, and she pulled the little boy to fall on the bed together.

"**Bitter short, my Xiaoxiao is really anxious." The little boy lowered his head and swept over her cheek, the fire dancing in his eyes already burning into a fire that could burn the prairie fire.

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't know where to put her hands and feet, she wanted to push him, but she felt that she couldn't use any strength.

The skin that came into contact with each other was rippling pink little by little, and each other's body temperatures began to exchange little by little, Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that the little boy's body was hot as if it could burn her into ashes in the next second.

Fingers shuttled between Ling Xiaoxiao's half-dried hair, the little boy seemed to be completely unaware of the changes in his body, only looked at her without blinking, and the other hand seriously outlined her appearance on her face.

"Xiaoxiao, my Xiaoxiao."

The little boy muttered lowly. leaned into Ling Xiaoxiao's ear, only reading her name one by one, gentle and reverent.

Suddenly, the dexterous little tongue slipped out of the mouth and hooked the rounded earlobe. Sketch the shape of the earlobe over and over again like just now.

The gradually worsening breath sprayed mercilessly on Ling Xiaoxiao's neck, causing a large area of trembling.

The large hand that landed on the head slid down the face to the delicate collarbone, and the fingers gradually moved down, and finally climbed the mountain.

Ling Xiaoxiao has been paying attention to diet and tonic in recent years, although her weight has not increased. But the ups and downs on the chest are different from the previous life, and they already have charming curves, delicate and tender, and they are full of hands.

The fingertips brushed the red stamens that had already bloomed, and Ling Xiaoxiao's hands that were at a loss instantly buckled into the little boy's waist. The untouched body began to slowly become sensitive during the little boy's training for more than a year.

"Hmm~" A small moan unconsciously overflowed from Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth, like a signal, making the little boy who was supporting her stiffen instantly.

Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that her body was light, and she opened her eyes in confusion. Seeing the handsome face that was constantly enlarging in front of her eyes, her lips were instantly captured, and her powerful tongue pried open her teeth that she had not clenched, and drove straight in.

The fierce and domineering kiss made her lose directly, her lips and teeth opened slightly, and in Jiang Zizhuo's strength, she sent her trembling little tongue to play together.

The Creator is so miraculous that there is a distinction between men and women at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and the delicate and soft of women. The toughness and strength of men are about to be reflected at this moment, on this big bed.

Jiang Zizhuo's hand lingered on his chest. This is all his place, except for him, no one in this life will be like him, twisting and kneading here. The thought grew hotter and hotter as he let go of her lips and kissed her all the way down her neck. Gently holding the trembling red stamen, the wonderful taste made him more and more unable to control himself, his big hand slid down the waistline, reaching between his legs, and the unfamiliar touch made Ling Xiaoxiao, who was confused, subconsciously clamp her legs.

"Relax, Xiaoxiao," the strong and powerful thighs squeezed into between his legs, he took advantage of the situation to pull her legs around his waist, and with just a few movements, the beads of sweat on Jiang Zizhuo's forehead began to roll down in big drops: "Relax, I'll be gentle." ”

The voice was magical, gradually soothing Ling Xiaoxiao, who was originally nervous, Jiang Zizhuo pulled her hands up, put them on his shoulders, and gradually probed under the two of them with one hand.

There was a strange appearance of soreness and numbness from the secret place, Ling Xiaoxiao writhed and wanted to avoid the little boy's big hand, but even if her legs were forced, she only clamped his waist and hips tighter, and she couldn't stop his movements at all.

The sweat on his forehead gathered more and more, Jiang Zizhuo stopped the movement in his hand, and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, who was gradually moving because of him, her face was like a begonia, delicate, and her big cunning eyes were looking at him with a moist peach color.

The little boy leaned down and lightly imprinted a kiss on her forehead: "Xiaoxiao, I love you." ”

This is the first time Jiang Zizhuo said these three words to her so solemnly, Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly wet, and her heart was incredibly soft, she opened her mouth and wanted to reply to the previous sentence solemnly, but her lower body squeezed into a hard object unexpectedly, and she suddenly forgot everything in pain.

"Hiss~, you scoundrel, it hurts." Her slightly wet eyes were filled with tears, and she greeted Jiang Zizhuo with her fists staggered, this bastard, didn't you say that she would be gentle?!!!

Why do you have black eyes and almost faint in pain!

The warm and tight package made Jiang Zizhuo lose his mind instantly, and the wonderful and bone-eating taste made him subconsciously squeeze it in, and squeeze it again, Ling Xiaoxiao was already in a terrible pain, and he moved like this, so that she almost didn't lift it again.

This bastard! Ling Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears, raised her head angrily and bit down on his chest.

It's just that what she didn't know was that Jiang Zizhuo just didn't know how much strength it took to control the beast in his body that wanted to go on a rampage.

As soon as she moved like this, the stimulation in the passage became more and more obvious, the strings of the little boy's brain quickly snapped, his eyes were the face of his sweetheart like a flower, and under him was the warm and drowning hero's mound, he lowered his head and took the lip flap that he could never taste enough, and the rhyme moved quickly.

There is no more tenderness and pity!

Ling Xiaoxiao was dizzy from this and then action, and she pressed her nails into the little boy's back in shame.

She had imagined the scene countless times, but after it happened, she found that no matter how gentle the man was, he would turn into a wolf at this moment, gnawing her at all.

(To be continued.) )

PS: This is definitely the slowest chapter that Xiao Kunzi has ever written, and those who can write meat are great gods, and this is true to me!

Our little boy is not physically strong and does not practice martial arts, and 'ten times a night' or 'don't stop' seems unrealistic......

How do you show the strength of our little boys? Xiao Kunzi is such a pure author, and you have to think again~~~