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After leaving the person, Yan Zhenrui's whole person relaxed a lot, and his speech was not as solemn as in front of the person. Zhou Zhi couldn't accept it, only looked up at her in surprise, and shook her head again.

He's ...... Lewd, speaking with a hint of flirtatiousness/playfulness, Zhou Zhiqing's heart was pounding, only to feel that his fingers were slender and warm, but there were rough calluses between his fingers, and her little face was hot and crispy.

But he said that she was a wooden beauty, and he was clearly mocking her for being dull. He also slandered her for being angry and giving him a look, how could there be?

Besides, how can there be a person like him, who still makes people laugh when he beats someone?

But Zhou Zhiqing didn't dare not laugh, so he tried his best to brew, and then raised his face and smiled at him. This smile, not to mention the charm, is also alive. Yan Zhenrui was very satisfied and said: "It's so beautiful to laugh, it must be even more beautiful to cry." ”

Zhou Zhiqing wanted to bite him. Cry when you say you cry, laugh when you laugh, is she still human? It was a puppet at his mercy.

Yan Zhenrui didn't embarrass her, and said, "Forget it, for the sake of you being well-behaved today, I won't embarrass you." ”

Zhou Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and the next moment, she screamed in pain. Yan Zhenrui got up suddenly, and with a hook of her long arms, she was pressed down on the bed, although the bed was soft, but Zhou Zhiqing's back was full of injuries, gravity pressure, and the pain was piercing.

She screamed.

Yan Zhenrui deftly peeled off Zhou Zhiqing's clothes with his big hands, and said seriously: "Don't be bitter, otherwise it won't be beautiful, not a beautiful beauty, this king is not interested." ”

Zhou Zhiqing wanted to tickle him.

But she didn't dare, thinking that he was ashamed and afraid of what she was going to do, so she had to close her eyes, and tried her best to ignore the pain in her back, and tried her best to smooth her eyebrows, and did not dare to speak again.

There was the sound of clothes peeling off, and the already tattered fabric was quickly torn off and crumpled into a ball and thrown aside. Zhou Zhiqing was a little cold, but she didn't dare to move, like a mechanical wooden man, Ren Yan Zhenrui did not move gently.

The arrow is on the string, she can't help but send it, she knows that she can't hide from it today.

It's good to endure it, what my mother said, it will hurt a little, but women have to go through this step, especially when the other party is Yan Zhenrui, Zhou Zhiqing doesn't dare to expect him to let himself go lightly.

He crashed into the depths of Zhou Zhiqing's body almost without any preparation. The two pains were superimposed, Zhou Zhiqing couldn't hold back any longer, and tears poured out like a flood that burst the embankment.

Yan Zhenrui panted lightly while running through her: "Pear blossoms bring rain, Chu Chu is pitiful, Zhou Zhiqing, sure enough, you cry beautifully." ”

Zhou Zhiqing was in extreme pain, hate, and gradually became a little drowsy, but because of the extreme hatred and pain, she had to hold on to this breath and take time to breathe, just wanting to use the air outside to relieve the pain.

It doesn't work. The pain in the back was painful, and the pain in the body was torn into the bone and marrow, Zhou Zhiqing couldn't wait to tear Yan Zhenrui apart to avenge herself.

But he and her were closely connected, she couldn't push away, and was tightly strangled by him in his strong arms, and she could only be surrounded by the rich ambergris on his body.

This aroma is very unfamiliar, but there is a warm irritation, which seems to have an analgesic effect, and she gradually does not feel the pain. But there was another unfamiliar sense of excitement in her bones, forcing her to bow over, closely following Yan Zhenrui's body, following him up and down, up and down.

In the end, she couldn't help but scream, and her voice was beautiful, which shocked herself.

Zhou Zhiqing had to stick to Yan Zhenrui's chest, his two hands had nowhere to put them, and he was forced to put them on his waist, and when he was dazed, his long nails pinched into his skin as hard as a stone.

Yan Zhenrui didn't feel pain, but felt excited, and his movements became faster and braver.

Zhou Zhiqing seemed to be lying on the rough sea, her head was dizzy for a while, and finally the wind calmed down, and she heard Yan Zhenrui say in her ears: "I like your slender and flexible waist very much, and twist it to this king in a different position, like a green willow ...... under the spring sun."

Zhou Zhiqing was sour and weak, and felt ashamed, and muttered, "I don't." But he couldn't help himself, he had already been held up by Yan Zhen's big hands, and he had to sit on his waist face to face. As soon as he let go, she fell heavily, his hot heat re-entering the deepest depths of softness.

Fortunately, this time, with his back up, the pain disappeared as if out of thin air, only the sound of water blending in the air, and a strong feeling of joy that was stronger than a while.

Zhou Zhiqing's legs were extremely tight, encircling Yan Zhenrui's waist, and the bronze and the white formed a strong contrast, she didn't dare to look at it directly. Because her body was rippling like a lake, she had to wrap her arms around Yan Zhenrui's neck, and her skin touched each other, which was extremely warm.

All she had left was uncontrollable gasping and screaming, her waist swaying in the air as Yan Zhenrui wanted, her skin was brighter than snow, slippery as cream, and she was incomparably beautiful.

By the time Yan Zhenrui withdrew, Zhou Zhiqing had already collapsed into mud.

After a love transformation, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were wavery, and her small face was like a freshly peeled egg white, glowing with a warm jade-like luster. Even the eyebrows and eyes seem to fly, and the unique style of a woman is infiltrated from the bones.

Yan Zhenrui's dressed hand paused.

She is really tired and a little ruthless, and when she first admits her love affair, Yan Zhenrui is really not very gentle and considerate. If she hadn't been stubborn, she would have fainted at this time.

He knew how cruel he was, but seeing her so stubborn and so charming, he felt a sense of pity. She is the youngest of his women, he is really tired of women's tears and screams, he originally wanted to do a routine, just vent, whether she is dead or alive, he doesn't care, there are not a few women who are carried out of his dormitory, not to mention Zhou Zhiqing's identity, even if she is really carried out, I am afraid that no one will scream for her.

But her appearance is really a bit unexpected.

She wasn't afraid of him.

Even if he was so brutal at the beginning, she was able to endure the pain all her life, and she didn't faint, nor did she cry and fuss, punch and kick without knowing the times, but she was unprecedentedly soft, but in private she tickled and pinched him like a little wild cat.

Children can be taught.

Yan Zhenrui's impression of Zhou Zhiqing is no longer just a woman who warms the bed, if ...... Oh, Yan Zhenrui sneered hideously, no, all women in the world are the same. When she knew enough about him, she would look as disgusted and frightened as everyone else, and touch him like a snake and scorpion.

He stretched out his finger and gently brushed Zhou Zhiqing's beautiful curves, seeing that she trembled slightly in the afterglow of the affair, and couldn't help laughing: She is really sensitive.

Zhou Zhiqing opened her eyes, her moist and hazy eyes were full of tiredness, she smiled at him vaguely, and murmured weakly: "Lord Wang? ”

Yan Zhenrui's lower abdomen tightened, he withdrew his hand violently, and left the bed abruptly, only humming coldly.