Chapter 119 is unwilling to be sneaked up like this

Yuan Xiaosheng didn't have any regular series of actions, but it also made Fu Ying, who was a woman for the first time, feel that the world was spinning, the whole person was like flying, the three souls and seven spirits were completely out of touch with their bodies, and they wanted to go to a place where there were no worries, no rules, no endless tasks, no meetings, no need to face the same leader whose face was carved on the mold, and the salty pig hands that suddenly got up, as long as they floated in the air, they flew freely like a bird, and they were as free as a fish.

This is a kind of immortal leisure, or a kind of complete release of ease, or even a kind of near-death happiness. To hell with all your worries. As long as you seize this moment, even if you become a civilian tomorrow, you will be willing.

Twenty-eight-year-old Fu Ying has survived the age of twenty-two and twenty-six, the adolescence of these two women, she doesn't want to wait any longer, even if she turns herself into a complete appendage, she is willing.

Although it is a wide sofa, the space on it is still very limited, Yuan Xiaosheng's head is drilled in Fu Ying's arms, a pair of big hands around the smooth back, stroking frantically, but his heart is full of Nan Suqin's appearance, and when he wanted to turn over, he accidentally fell half of his body on the coffee table. Fortunately, it was a wooden coffee table, which did not hurt anyone, and I wanted to get up and change my position, but I didn't move it.

Fu Ying's clothes on her upper body have been completely torn off by Yuan Xiaosheng, thrown on the ground, her round body, white flowers are displayed there, a pair of black velvet leggings have also faded, soft and delicate, faintly exposed outside, and I can't care so much, as if I am afraid that once I stop, I will never find the feeling again, I held Yuan Xiaosheng in my arms, barefoot, pulling, luring Yuan Xiaosheng, and slowly moved towards the bedroom. Fu Ying didn't know what was wrong with her, she had never done anything like this, but she couldn't suppress the desire in her heart.

Fortunately, the distance was not very far, and the ground was covered with a soft carpet, and after a while, he walked, climbed, and rolled directly on the ground, and finally entered the bedroom door, and the clothes were like thieves stealing, and a bunch was thrown from the living room to the bedroom.

Alcohol promotes blood circulation, improves the compression ability of the heart, and the whole body is full of inexhaustible strength, and the strange thing is that alcohol seems to be born to find the lifeline of a man, and gathers all the energy there, Yuan Xiaosheng feels uncomfortable and drunk in the haze, and he is unwilling to let this perfect process end immediately, and would rather hold back for a while, but also leave room for himself to reminisce.

It doesn't matter who the person in his arms is, and he can't care who it is, and a pair of big hands are caressing in a panic, and everything has been thrown out of the clouds.

Fu Ying was obviously nervous, although she knew that since she had reached this point, this moment would inevitably come, but it was still difficult to control the uneasiness in her heart. Maybe it's painful, dripping, unhindered, or it's sour, painful, and unbearable. But everything can only wait until the moment when the two people merge to know the result.

His hands were tightly tied into Yuan Xiaosheng's black hair, and his throat was muttered indistinctly from time to time, waiting, waiting heartbreakingly, his body couldn't help resisting, but it was a pure subconscious.

Subconsciously knows very well that there will be no results behind such madness, and there may even be a kind of ruthless complaint from the original Xiaosheng. But after all, he seduced others, although he could use "climbing along the pole" or "not strong-willed" to put the responsibility on Yuan Xiaosheng, but he did not make any resistance.

The elastic strength of the stretch pants of the black velvet thread is as if it is specially made for convenience, and the elastic surname is almost so good that there is no problem of fortification at all, no matter from which angle you put your hand in and move, it will be springy.

"Look, look...... I saw it now. Fu Ying closed her eyes, and she didn't know whether she was enjoying this moment and making her ** tremble, or if she was silently praying for the start of another life. She only felt that Yuan Xiaosheng was like a crazy wolf, gnawing on every piece of skin on her body, and she was about to slowly devour herself. And his heart is like a raging fire, and he wants to quickly evaporate himself.

When all the clothes fell off the body, only two naked souls remained, intertwined, lingering, and shouting in the bedroom, burning with the passion in their hearts, and splashing out thousands of sparks of love.

Fu Ying's soft ketone body squirmed, as if she wanted to get rid of it, but her hands were tightly clasped on Yuan Xiaosheng's shoulders, and she didn't know when she was already sitting in Yuan Xiaosheng's arms, and the smooth back under the light emitted a gorgeous brilliance. Yuan Xiaosheng's big hands roamed on it, as if no matter where he stayed, it was not his wish.

Posture is not so important anymore, the important thing is fusion, and it is a complete fusion, it is the kind of complete fusion with me and me, stroking, looking, each slowly moving closer to each other, and nervous at a loss, after touching, Fu Ying hurriedly retracted, but couldn't help but lean over, her heart was fearful, apologetic, urgent, and even messy, without any clue.

finally came together, but Yuan Xiaosheng was confused, and he had a vague concept of the person in his arms, maybe it was Nan Suqin. Familiar with the road, why twist and smash Huanglong, in order to get the instant pleasure, and then enjoy it slowly, is the best policy.

Women may not like men's various forms of rudeness, but they are not against it, and the wildness at this time, it seems that only wildness can stimulate their inner resistance to the surname.

However, at that moment, it was indeed a pain in the heart, like an axe chopping knife, about to tear itself apart. If Yuan Xiaosheng could stay gently for a moment at this moment, maybe she could slowly experience that wonderful fusion. It's a pity that Yuan Xiaosheng is drunk and hazy, confused, and crazy. He didn't even know who he was with at this moment, so he simply thought it was Nan Suqin. There is no need to wait, no comfort, no complicated process, there are just bursts of fierce attacks.

After a heart-piercing pain, followed by a dull pain like cutting flesh, if a woman does not have a strong will, she can only regard everything at this moment as a forcible indecent assault, and push away the man who is pressing on her.

And Fu Ying is not an ordinary girl after all, she endured it, clenched her teeth tightly, the pain had taken away the last trace of strength, and put her two hands on Yuan Xiaosheng's waist, blocking weakly, hoping to reduce some pain.

Slowly, he felt that everything was not as bad as he had just experienced, and that he seemed to be able to chew on another different taste in the pain. Maybe that's what women taste like.

Fu Ying closed a pair of cute tiger eyes again.