The long night had just begun, and occasionally the murmur of summer insects could be heard outside, and the night wind lingered.

Her upper body was leaning against him, her lower body was wrapped in her legs, the quilt had fallen to her waist, and his hand covering her chest slid to her waist, circled, and did not move. After a moment, she still felt his chest rise and fall slightly, and the slightly hot breath sprayed on her ears, a little burning, but the bare skin under his neck was a little cold. The alternation of hot and cold made people even more unable to hold back the restlessness in her heart, she still wanted to turn around, wanted to look at him, and coveted his eyes.

Those eyes were as black as thick ink, containing the coldness of a cold pool, but there was a scorching fire lurking.

He has always been mysterious, rarely talking about his own affairs, seemingly careless but already determined; is strong enough to make people tempting, but he has never been indifferent, even the low-eyebrow and smiling Jingyan Gongzi is alienated in his eyes; In the Changxiang Palace, which is full of ghosts and ghosts, although he is in danger, he has never seen the slightest panic, and he can turn the opponent's trap into his own opportunity with a raise of his hand; taught her even more, cared for her to the smallest extent, and even allowed her to say a lifetime, sparing no effort to help her to the same height as him.

Such a noble person, who was thousands of miles away from her, can be described as heaven and earth, and the original extravagant desire was like a joke that did not dare to show people, but I never thought that there would be a day when it would be realized. After embarking on the path he showed her, she did not dare to slack off, she was careful and cautious in every step, cautious and cautious, never soft-hearted, and never left herself the possibility of turning back. Climbing up step by step, she tried her best, until she saw that possibility, she dared to reveal the desire in her heart. Not only did she want to be like him, but she wanted to have him, and this greed was so strong!

She wanted to see him, she wanted to see him, so she struggled in his arms to turn around, but suddenly he held him tightly.

"Don't move!" He spoke, his voice low and hoarse, magnetic.

"Sir?" She stopped struggling, but she was puzzled.

"Well, don't ......move," he kissed her lightly on the hair. Still holding her tightly. After a moment, he lowered his face slightly, kissed her on the shoulder, and felt the coolness of her skin. He asked, "Cold?" ”

She whispered, "A little. ”

The nights are not as warm as the day. She took off her clothes. There was no quilt covered, although he was holding it, but he was just holding it. If you don't do anything, it's still a little cold.

He paused, and slowly let go of the arm around her waist, An Lan was about to turn around, but he suddenly got up from behind her, pressed his palm on her shoulder, and pressed her back. He propped up one arm and watched her slender body lying half-naked beside him, and because she was about to turn around, her body twisted out and seductive curves, showing that her waist was like a willow, and the red belly belt tied around her waist was enchanting and seductive against the background of her skin.

His hand caressed her soft waist, and the cool fingers slid down her navel, and she gasped, her toes curled up unconsciously, and her lower body twisted a little, but it was pressed by his thighs. She was a little annoyed, so she simply lay on the bed, put her hands on the pillow, turned her face sideways, and looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

The light was still unclear, and only the lines on his face could be faintly seen, but whether he looked down or raised his eyebrows, there was seriousness written on his face.

At just one glance, her heart seemed to be rubbed again, and her whole body softened.

His hand moved behind her waist, tugging at the red thread, gently unraveling it. An Lan only felt that her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, almost jumping out of her chest, and her body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"Are you afraid?" His hand was on her smooth back, and he felt her tremble, and asked in a low voice, his voice even softer than the night.

She didn't speak, just shook her head.

So his hand wandered upwards, untied the strap around her neck, and then slowly pulled out her belly pocket and threw it aside.

She closed her eyes, her hands clenching unconsciously on either side of the pillow.

He put his hands on her shoulders, slowly slid down, stroked her butterfly bones, the weak back was less than the width of his open palms, and the fingers touched the soft side breasts lightly, staying slightly, and then continuing down, the place where the hand was held became thinner and thinner, and the beauty of the curve made the heart fascinated.

His hand stopped under her waist, his fingers hooked the top of her dirty pants, gently peeled down, little by little, and finally revealed her completely, fresh and white, even if it was just quietly prone, but it also contained a moving magic. The deep darkness of the night seemed to be illuminated by this young white body, and he was suffocated by his bewitching waist, folded legs, slender ankles, and seductive buttocks.

An Lan had buried her face on the pillow, not daring to move, at this time he no longer pressed her, but she didn't dare to turn around, nervousness and shyness made her brain a little dazed, and she didn't know what to do next.

He leaned down and kissed her lightly behind her back, covering her with his whole body, and then down little by little, intending to taste every inch of her skin.

With his kiss, his movements, his gentle fingers, her body sometimes relaxed, sometimes re-tensed, and within a moment, she was already short of breath, and the strange feeling in her body made her cry inexplicably, but she didn't know where the grievance came from.

He took her bare feet, kissed her gently, and said, "Turn around and look at me." ”

She didn't move, her legs still subconsciously pressed together.

He sighed, put his hand on her waist, and with a little force, turned her over. An Lan couldn't help but let out an "ah", but the voice was not frightened, just delicate and soft, half implicit and half dewy, which made people's hearts burn when they heard it. She then put her hands on her lips, her legs bent slightly, and subconsciously wanted to block something, but she couldn't block anything, but because of this action, her unstranded body became more and more attractive.

He took her ankle and stroked it for a while, lifted it up, parted, and kissed her slightly cool lips slowly up her calves. Coming to her inner thighs in a moment, An Lan covered her lips tightly and blocked the sound in her throat, but tears poured up inexplicably, constantly flowing out, and the ups and downs of her chest became more and more rapid. She completely lost the control of her body, and her desire was hooked out by him, flowing sideways in her body, clamoring to break out of her body.

He suddenly pulled away her hand, and a broken moan overflowed from her mouth, like a flower blooming in a dream, with a seductive fragrance, and the branches and vines were entwined with each other, and they were ready to bloom.

He changed his fingers, propped up with the other hand and looked at her, staring closely at every change in her face, watching her slowly experience the pleasure. In order to disguise his identity, he has not been close to women for a long time, and he is born with a good skin, but he is not a good hand in the flowers, but he is better than having enough patience in everything, and can endure what others can't bear, so it is still beyond the reach of ordinary people.

His body's desires woke up earlier than hers, and the swelling made his mind occasionally a little dazed, but he was still slow and meticulous.

"First, sir, I'll ......" An Lan called him unconsciously, although she was unemployed, she didn't understand anything, and after being nervous, she slowly eased up, her legs opened by instinct, and gently and tentatively hooked his waist.

Jing Yan was slightly stunned, looked at her, slowly withdrew his hand, possessed it, and sucked around her neck before looking at her fixedly. The attraction of the two bodies, at this time, his desire had reached her heart, hot and hard, faintly beating, but he did not enter.

She grabbed his arm and looked at him with teary eyes.

He kissed her lightly on the center of her eyebrows and whispered, "No matter what, I will never have another woman in my life." ”

Life or death.

As soon as the words fell, he entered, initially with a faint discomfort, and as he struggled forward, she began to feel uncomfortable, followed by a tearing pain......

There was no turning back from the bow, and she didn't necessarily feel comfortable in her pain, but she just endured it, caressing it over and over again, and relieved her pain. Very few people have his patience and forbearance, it seems that they can't see where his limit is, it is clear that his forehead is covered with sweat, even the beads of sweat have dripped down, and the muscles of his whole body have been tensed, but there is still no urgency on his face.

After An Lan eased up, he took a breath, raised his hand, and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead: "I, I'm fine." ”

"If you can't stand it, say it." He looked at her, held her buttocks and moved slowly, seeing that her face really did not show pain, he was slightly relieved, and then again and again, from slow to fast, unconsciously, his eyes faintly revealed greed, and a man's desire to conquer.

The curtain began to tremble slightly, and the quilt fell halfway to the ground, sliding down with the belly pocket. She was spilled all over the bed with her black hair, messily attached to her chest, her originally white skin was tinged with a faint pink, intermittent moans filled her ears, her body temperature gradually increased, and the air was filled with a different fragrance, the grinding place between the two became more and more wet, and the movements became smoother and smoother.

He was still not in a hurry, as if he was going to enjoy the long night, and put her back on the bed, her body was unexpectedly soft, and seemed to be able to fiddle with any movement he could imagine.

The feeling of coming in from behind was several times more exciting than just now, and the moaning sound was a little uncontrollable, An Lan couldn't help biting the corner of the quilt, and her body began to tremble, and the desire hidden in the deepest part was about to surge, but his movements stopped slightly. She couldn't help but whimper, but immediately, his movements suddenly became rapid, non-stop, until this moment, he seemed to be slightly out of control.

He reached out and lifted her chin from behind, letting out her voice, then wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, continuing to unleash his enthusiasm for climbing to the top......

When he finally let go of her, she collapsed and fell on the bed, motionless, and even her thoughts were briefly blank.

When she came back to her senses, the man was already in his arms, covered with the quilt, and when the quilt came down, his hand moved gently, soothing her muscles after the nervous pleasure.

Seeing that she came back to his senses, he kissed her sideburns: "But it still hurts?" ”

She turned her head to look at him, then turned around, hugged him, buried her face in his shoulder socket and shook her head gently. (To be continued......)