The waist was suddenly held by a big hand, Qian Wenxuan opened her eyes in surprise, only to see Zisang Rongyue's head buried low, and there was a different kind of light in her cool and bewitching phoenix eyes, "Wife, since you know that you have wronged the moon, then ......" A wicked smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, "Does the wife have to compensate for the moon?" ”

Looking at the seeping expression on Zisang Langyue's face, Qianwenxuan swallowed her saliva with difficulty, "How to make up for it?" ”

"What does the wife think?" With Zisang Langyue's lazy words, Qianwenxuan was suddenly picked up, and then, the legs were strongly separated by Zisang Rongyue, and in just an instant, Qianwenxuan changed from the original lying position to her legs crossed and wrapped around Zisang Rongyue's waist.

Zisang Langyue's breathing was warm and sprayed on Qianwenxuan's neck, making her blush unconsciously, and twisting her head to the side uncomfortably, "Lane, Rongyue, what do you want to do?" ”

"Please me!" With Zisang Langyue's low and sexy words, the big hand slammed into Qianwenxuan's buttocks and pressed down, Qianwenxuan's old face instantly turned red, and the two of them were entangled in their postures, and through their clothes, Qianwenxuan could clearly feel the heat of Zisang Langyue.

"You, you let go!" Qian Wenxuan said, twisting her body and about to get down from Zisang Langyue, however, as soon as she moved, Zisang Rongyue let out a low moan, which seemed unusually ambiguous by the empty lake.

Qian Wenxuan immediately stopped her movements and looked at the bewitching man in front of her with a stiff expression.

Zisang Langyue's eyes locked on Qianwenxuan's face, and her phoenix eyes contained emotions that Qianwenxuan couldn't understand, "Wife, are you going to be willing to kill you with Rongyue?" ”

Qianwenxuan was stunned for a moment, and before she could answer, Zisang Langyue pressed the back of Qianwenxuan's head with her big hand, and directly pressed down her head, and her red lips accurately covered Zisang Rongyue's lips.

It's very sweet, it's a taste that I've always liked, and it has a faint floral fragrance......

I didn't expect Zisang to make the moon so sudden, Qian Wenxuan was stunned, she hadn't forgotten, it was daytime now, and she was still outside, if someone saw such a scene......

"Get, get the moon...... Hmm" didn't give Qianwenxuan a chance to speak, Zisang Langyue pryed open her soft lips, and the tip of her tongue poked into between her teeth, absorbing the sweetness of longing.

"Hmm......"

Zisang Langyue pressed Qian Wenxuan's head tightly, kissed extremely deeply, extremely emotional, and her eager big hand opened her clothes as if she were completely out of the control of her brain, and roamed freely on her soft body, picking and twisting slowly.

"Hmm...... Moon......"

In his desperate sucking, Qian Wenxuan couldn't say a complete sentence, and his hands and feet clung to his body weakly, only feeling that he was about to melt under his oppression.

Saying that it is a kiss is actually not gentle at all, it is more like a disguised punishment for this man!

The strong occupation like gnawing, with a cold and hard momentum that seemed to destroy her, the man who seemed to be drunk and not drunk frantically took away the oxygen that belonged to Qian Wenxuan. The force of her clamping was so great that she felt like she was going to be swallowed by him.

Inhale, inhale, tongue is numb by him.

Qian Wenxuan only felt a lack of oxygen in her brain, and she was almost unable to breathe, "Hmm...... Put, don't ......"

Zisang Langyue's eyes darkened, and he let go of Qianwenxuan with a slight gasp, and the flames were rising in the light of the torch-like phoenix eyes. The eyes dyed with [love] and [desire] not only have the most primitive wildness, but also make the already bewitching face on weekdays even more enchanting.

Zisang Langyue cupped Qianwenxuan's face lovingly with both hands, pecked it lightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "The wife is always disobedient, so it can't be punished if Langyue doesn't want to." ”

On the first day he met her, he made up his mind to tie her up to him, but now, there were so many men around her, and he couldn't look at any of them.

"Wife, do you have the moon in your heart?" The demon's phoenix eyes were full of seriousness looking at Qian Wenxuan, implying a deep displeasure.

"Hmm." Qian Wenxuan nodded lowly, she couldn't say anything about the current situation.

With a cold snort, Zisang Langyue's hand suddenly held Qian Wenxuan and didn't give her a chance to speak, and continued to lean her head into her sweet-scented sandalwood mouth, forcing out her soft and slippery tongue, entangled with him.

The kiss, the frenzier, the more intense, the deeper, the more intense......

The nerves burned by the fire of jealousy were messed up, and he wanted to bite her to death.

Feeling the person raging on her lips, Qianwen Xuan's eyebrows jumped a few times abruptly, this man was actually biting her!!

Instinctively, Qian Wenxuan wanted to escape. However, the more she hid, the tighter Zisang Langyue's confinement became.

They were in an awkward position at the moment, his iron-like body just between her legs. Qian Wenxuan's instinctive shyness made her reflexively want to close her legs, but she could only clamp his waist in embarrassment.

The eyelids twitched slightly, and her half-open eyes were blurred, she looked at the bewitching face close at hand, Qian Wenxuan couldn't figure out how such a bewitching-looking and weak man could have such a strong personality, and his every move was full of strategy.

The tender red lips, the phoenix eyes with implied style, the long eyelashes, the fair and delicate skin, and the seemingly nonexistent whisper, teased Qianwenxuan's heart one by one, making her ripple.

This is the moon, the moon that is contrary to this world, the unique moon.

made her indescribable, unclear, and couldn't control the man who wanted to be pampered fiercely......

Heartbeat. The heart was beating hard.

As if she had eaten ten spice cartilage, gradually, little by little, her body slipped into his arms, and strands of black hair fell into his neck......

A bewitching moan sounded, and Zisang Langyue carried all the weight of Qian Wenxuan, making her body tremble under his hands......

Only in this way can he feel that she belongs to him and belongs to his son, Sang Langyue.

"Wife's ......"

Zisang Langyue shouted Qian Wenxuan one by one, but after shouting, there was no follow-up.

"Hmm......" Qian Wenxuan blushed and answered softly, like an answer, like an ......

As soon as his throat tightened, Zisang Langyue's dangerous phoenix eyes bloomed with indescribable complexity and entanglement, making his whole person full of a different kind of recklessness and wildness.

There is also a kind of expression and temperament that belongs to the moon