"I didn't." Bai Zhen'er lowered her head, her voice was the size of a mosquito, she curled up together, and her hands were subconsciously put in front of her. But she could still feel the heat of the thin clothes, and the rhythmic heartbeat.

"No?" Shang Ying poked his head over and chuckled softly in her ear, and then he felt the person in his arms clutch the clothes on his chest, as if he was still trembling slightly.

His eyes became dark and dangerous, and after taking a deep breath, he rolled over and propped one hand on top of hers, looking at the small face with a big palm. He reached out and gently rubbed the side of her face, watching the low, trembling eyelashes sweep over his heart like feathers.

He gently lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the top of the eyelid, his voice becoming hoarse: "Don't be afraid, Zhenzhen." ”

Bai Zhen'er's breathing became a little difficult, she clutched his clothes tightly, even if she didn't look up, she could feel the gradually aggressive gaze, getting heavier and heavier, more and more explicit.

Shang Ying first landed a faint kiss on her eyelids and forehead, and then tentatively landed on the tightly closed cherry lips. Originally, he just wanted a tentative kiss, but in the end, it seemed to be more and more unexpected, and in the end, he kept deepening his strength, wanting to explore more inside.

Bai Zhen'er lay obediently in his arms, her hands tightly grasping the placket of his clothes. She was overwhelmed by the predatory kiss, and she instinctively ducked.

Shang Ying didn't notice it, and let her dodge. She was breathing heavily in the air, her face flushed. The voice was also intermittent: "Ming, Mingchi." ”

Bai Zhen'er didn't know what she was going to say next, but she didn't know how tired her voice was now, and how tempting her little mouth was.

Shang Ying kept looking at her, and before Bai Zhen'er could breathe, her chin was clamped tightly, her mouth slowly opened, and his tongue followed closely. Compared to Sven just now, this is simply a stormy plunder, and every corner is not missed.

Bai Zhen'er hurriedly grabbed his arm and pushed him out. "Ming. Pool, Ming. ”

Shang Ying raised his head slowly, and the crystal silk thread between the lips of the two looked so ambiguous and crazy. His eyes were churning with an uncertain emotion. He rubbed his hand against her chin. Hoarse and dangerous, he said, "Ma'am." What should you call me? ”

The tips of Bai Zhen'er's ears were red, and when she saw the crystal silk threads on the lips of the two people, she was so ashamed that she closed her eyes and didn't speak.

"Huh." Shang Ying didn't give her a chance to speak. He leaned over and continued to invade the place he had just had, but now he became more patient. Not satisfied with the taste of his lips, he slowly moved down from the corner of her mouth, exploring the unknown place.

Bai Zhen'er's mouth was finally freed, and while breathing heavily, she felt the man's lips shift from her chin to her neck, and then slowly to her collarbone, and she tossed and turned to nibble in that place.

Everywhere that lip went, her hand would subconsciously grab the placket in her hand. It wasn't until the tongue in the lips licked the collarbone that Bai Zhen'er couldn't help but tremble, she was about to cry, and she held his hand tightly and said, "Mingchi, don't you do this." ”

"Hehe, what?" Shang Ying's face was contented, he saw that the person in his arms was about to cry or not, he suddenly felt very cute, and his eyes were full of smiles, "I said, what do you want to call me, en, madam?" ”

"Mingchi." At this time, in the face of this person's ridicule, Bai Zhen'er couldn't say anything and couldn't call the word husband.

"Don't know?" Shang Ying spoke, the hand he had clamped the soft waist before and got into the **, and then slowly slid up along the satin-like skin, slowly, slowly, as if reminding something, he looked at the person with his eyes closed in his arms, and whispered: "I really don't know? ”

Bai Zhen'er really admitted defeat at this time, this slow movement was as uncomfortable as Ling Chi's execution, she took the initiative to reach out and wrap her arms around his neck, buried her head in his shoulder, and muttered in a voice: "Husband." ”

Hearing this faint voice, Shang Ying smiled proudly, dangerous and enchanting. He turned his head to sniff deeply on her shoulder, and his voice became more and more hoarse: "Good." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was clearly placed on the soft top, and he suddenly took a deep breath, which felt unexpectedly good.

"Hmm." The place that had never been touched was covered, Bai Zhen'er involuntarily showed a trace of sound from her mouth, her feet subconsciously arched, her hands slipped weakly from his neck, and the whole person curled up in his arms like a boiled red shrimp.

"Lady." He said moving words in his mouth, but his hand was moving clearly, Bai Zhen'er felt as if she was about to burn, and her thoughts were withdrawn. Hunched together, his eyes closed for the man to pick.

When Bai Zhen'er was relieved, she realized that the clothes on her body had already slipped off, and the big red belly pocket was also hanging crumblingly on her slender neck. Shang Ying suddenly got up at this time, Bai Zhen'er subconsciously opened her eyes, and then saw that the person was also disdressed.

Bai Zhen'er immediately closed her eyes shyly, Shang Ying smiled and leaned over to hug the little man, this unhindered skin-to-skin blind date, giving people a very different feeling.

"Zhenzhen, ma'am." Shang Ying stretched out his hand and hooked, and the thin thread hanging around his neck fell, and what entered his eyes was the snow-white beauty, his eyes became deep and indistinguishable, and he restrained himself from reaching out to hold it.

Bai Zhen'er closed her eyes tremblingly, biting her lip and letting others fiddle with her.

"Madame, look at me." Shang Ying was not satisfied with Bai Zhen'er's eyes closed, the movements in his hands did not stop, and his eyes were fixed on Bai Zhen'er's face.

They're husband and wife, aren't they? After Bai Zhen'er thought about it, she opened her eyes and took the initiative to reach out and wrap her arms around the man's waist, "Husband." ”

This initiative is tantamount to the best encouragement, Shang Ying reached out with satisfaction and imprisoned the person in his arms, his lips also went to any place he wanted unscrupulously, as if he was tasting delicious food.

Bai Zhen'er clinged to him weakly, lying obediently and meekly in her arms, her face flushed and let the man confine herself in her arms and do whatever she wanted. The two were tightly connected, and she endured the pain and discomfort, her hands clinging to his broad back.

The night was still very long, and the red candles in the room were burning slowly, beating from time to time, and the figures of the two people behind the gauze tent were intertwined, which seemed vague and reverie.

From time to time, there was the sound of the two of them breathing in the house, as well as the woman's whispered begging for mercy, and the crying sound like a kitten. The sound was stronger than the other, and the wheezing was thick and persistent.

(I don't know what this scale looks like?) Will you be given a yellow card? I'm so entangled, so nervous, so scared. I need a monthly pass reward to calm my inner anxiety O(∩_∩)O~) (To be continued......)