The palm of his hand inadvertently touched the hotter hardness between his legs, and Yan Zijiao, who was originally irritable and unbearable, couldn't help but gasp, and the intense desire (*) fire seemed to have found a breakthrough, so comfortable that he gasped.

Perhaps, you can solve it yourself!

The clothes were quickly faded to the ground, Yan Zijiao reached out to hold his high-spirited up and down sleeve, and Feng Jiuge's beautiful delicate body automatically appeared in his mind, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the hard heat spit out a warm nectar.

But after the release, his body was even more empty, desperately in need of a warm wrap, and he had never longed for a woman's body as much as he did now.

"I can't stand it—"

"Ahh

Even if it is death, I am afraid it will be better than this taste!

Yan Zijiao's arm shook, and while he still had some sense, he put the scimitar against his chest.

As long as he plugs it in, he will be free.

Just when he was about to free himself, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Cuiye rushed towards Yan Zijiao with an exclamation.

"Young Master Jiao, don't do anything stupid!!"

Cuiye can't care so much now, she can't care who he loves, she doesn't care if he wants to, she just wants him at the moment, she just wants to help this man relieve his pain!

The soft female body threw herself into her arms, the woman's body fragrance soaked into her nose, Yan Zijiao's only reason instantly collapsed, she withdrew the scimitar on her arm with a bang, and pressed the entire green leaf into the bed with a big hand.

"Woman ......" Yan Zijiao's eyes are churning with lust at the moment, and his handsome face distorted because of forbearance makes him look like a madman.

A line of tears slipped from the corners of Cuiye's eyes, and she shed tears not for herself, but for this inhuman-shaped man who was being tortured by drug control.

She trembled and stretched out her palm to cover his cheek, caressing his pounding green tendons, "Young Master, please enjoy the green leaves." ”

After saying that, she closed her eyes, and a hot kiss followed, holding her lips and sucking hard, sucking her painfully.

The impatient tongue quickly pried open her teeth, wrapped around her tongue and entangled it fiercely, the man seemed to be born with no teacher for this kind of thing, and his big hand had already stripped her clothes completely.

His powerful knees quickly parted her legs (**), and the scorching heat pressed against her intimate entrance, and with a straighten of his waist, he broke through the membrane and squeezed the swollen and painful heat into her narrow flower path.

"Ahh

Cui Ye exclaimed, her whole body tensed up in pain, and her hands couldn't help but scratch a few blood marks on Yan Zijiao's arms.

She never knew that the first time she was so painful, as if her whole body was torn apart, several times more painful than the needle prick she had been abused before.

And Yan Zijiao, who was controlled by desire, didn't know how to pity, and ran rampant in her body without the slightest pause, that kind of tight package was the desire in his heart, and this narrow flower path was his breakthrough, so he couldn't help but want to find relief here.

"Ahh

"It hurts—"

Except for the pain, Cuiye didn't have any sense of pleasure, and his brute force thrust was like a life-threatening gallop in her body.

She was trying her best to endure it, but she still couldn't help but make a sound, because it was too painful.

There was no love(*) caressing, no foreplay, just the rhythm of interference, and her flower path seemed to be burned by a scorching fire, and his scorching hardness, as if with barbs, made her flower path flow a line of blood.

Cuiye gritted her teeth and endured it, as long as she could make Young Master Jiao return to normal, she could still endure this pain!

"Shhh

After a few fierce sprints, Yan Zijiao ushered in the second release, and the hot source sprinkled on Cuiye's body, relieving her originally dry and painful flower path a little, and the muscles that had been tense were finally able to relax temporarily.

"Nine songs, I'm sorry ......"

Yan Zijiao, who was originally paralyzed on Cuiye's body, suddenly said sorry, and then took her lips and licked them shallowly.

Cui Ye stiffened, presumably Young Master Jiao regarded her as a young lady.

For some reason, a throbbing pain suddenly flashed in his heart, and a line of crystal light blinked out of the corner of Cuiye's eyes.

If this can make Young Master Jiao feel better, she doesn't matter.

Cuiye stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Yan Zijiao's neck, slightly opened her teeth and stretched out the tip of her tongue, and in the next second, his tongue quickly wrapped up, taking her tongue into his mouth.

There was a faint aroma in his mouth, and the good taste was like his temperament, mellow and qualitative, which made her couldn't help but be a little confused, and she unconsciously let out a snort.

"Hmm......"

As if she was very satisfied with her response, Yan Zijiao suddenly deepened the kiss, his big hand unconsciously covered the plump in front of her, gently kneaded (*) and pinched, and from time to time used his fingertips to pluck her two sensitive red cherry blossoms, causing Cuiye to tremble slightly.

It wasn't until Cuiye felt that she was about to suffocate that Yan Zijiao let go of Cuiye's lips, panted and moved the hot kiss to her neck, sucking (**) hard, leaving a scarlet mark along the way.

His kiss continued all the way to her chest, taking her red cherry blossom in his mouth and gently biting it, sometimes sucking (**) gently.

"Aha-"

Cuiye is new to people, where can he withstand such teasing, his hands are fiercely pulling the sheets to feel the electric shock that reaches to his limbs, and he can't help but let out a pleasant moan in his mouth.

The flower path trembled, and couldn't help but overflow a line of nectar, and the interfering Yongdao became hot, causing Yan Zijiao's high-spirited response to raise his head.

"Jiu Ge, your taste is so beautiful, I can't help it......"

"Then don't be patient, it's just in a dream, when you're in a dream, Young Master Jiao should be brave enough to be yourself!" Cuiye hooked Yan Zijiao's back with both hands, wrapped his feet around his sturdy waist, and sent the flower path.

Hearing this, Yan Zijiao was stunned, and reached out to cover her cheek, in his eyes, it was like Feng Jiuge lying under him.

"Is this really just a dream?" The pain in my heart was so bad that I couldn't get it anymore, and after saying that, a tear dripped down onto Cuiye's cheek.

Cuiye bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from whimpering, her tears had already sunk into the pillow along the corners of her eyes, and it took her a long time to sort out her emotions and speak softly.

"It's really just a dream, and when you wake up tomorrow, it's as if nothing happened!"

Yes, this is not a dream for her, she is just a lowly maid, and the proud young master is like a sun-like existence to her, she can only look at each other from afar on the ground.

is as infatuated as him, even if he can't wait for the love of the young lady, he has to be loved by a better woman.

"If this is really a dream, let me love you well tonight, I'm afraid I won't have a chance again!" Yan Zijiao took a deep breath after speaking, and the emotions contained in it are probably only known by Cuiye in this situation.

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