Wang Zheng also lifted the quilt and sat in, and at the same time rubbed Song Ziye's smooth thighs like milk.

Song Ziye's body trembled slightly, and her body leaned over, leaning her head gently against Wang Zheng's chest, letting the latter's body temperature warm herself.

At this moment, only this man is her reliance.

In the first thirty years of life, Song Ziye has always felt that she is a female man, able to carry everything alone, without anyone's help or care from others, even if she is tired and tired, then lie down on the bed and wake up, she will be relieved of everything.

But after getting to know Wang Zheng, this feeling completely changed, and Song Ziye suddenly found that he needed a warm shoulder and a hot chest that could support him.

At this moment, holding this man, Song Ziye felt that his brain was completely quiet, everything that happened during the day disappeared, and there was only a sense of security brought by the man beside him.

Being able to hold the man you like on a cold winter night, nest in a warm and comfortable bed, and forget all the unhappiness is the simplest happiness, and in today's society where happiness is decreasing, this simplest happiness is often ignored, thus becoming extremely luxurious and rare.

Wang Zheng also stretched out his hand and hugged Song Ziye's slender waist tightly, although he was in close contact with the former capital Yizhihua, but he had to admit that Wang Zheng really didn't have any impulsive feelings at this time, and there was no reaction somewhere, he just wanted to hold Song Ziye and give this injured woman a little comfort.

However, at this time, Song Ziye suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng's eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes, which was full of relief and sentimentality. She said softly, "No matter what life brings us, we all have to adjust our mindset, forget about those unhappiness, and enjoy the happiness of the moment, don't we?" ”

"Enjoy the moment?" Wang Zheng thought that Song Ziye had become optimistic: "You finally figured it out?" ”

"Yes, what should come will always come, and what should go will never stay, Starfish She has done this to me, then I shouldn't have a little nostalgia, just don't have her as a sister."

Song Ziye cupped Wang Zheng's face, his eyes were soft and warm: "Wang Zheng, thank you, thank you for being by my side." ”

Wang Zheng pinched Song Ziye's face: "What's polite, it looks so raw, if you really want to express your gratitude, then make a promise with your body." ”

"That's what I thought, too."

After Song Ziye finished speaking, he directly lifted the quilt, sat on Wang Zheng's body, held Wang Zheng's head with both hands, and kissed his hot and soft lips!

The always active Wang Da Killer was completely passive at this time, he was tightly hugged by Song Ziye, and the other party's dexterous and moist fragrant tongue poked into his mouth, wantonly demanding!

And Song Ziye's fat buttocks are in close contact with Wang Zheng somewhere, and with her movements inadvertently rubbing, for Wang Zheng, this is undoubtedly a fatal temptation.

Song Ziye's passionate kiss is more like a vent.

"Wait, is it the other way around?" Wang Zheng was held by Song Ziye like this, and felt that something was wrong, why was he passive?

So, Wang Zheng pulled his hands, and Song Ziye's bath towel wrapped around his body was pulled open, revealing an incomparably fragrant hot body! The trembling white rabbit was trembling gently, right in front of Wang Zheng's eyes!

At this time, Song Ziye was only wearing a pair of narrow purple underwear, and the infinite beauty rippled at this time, overflowing the entire room!

Song Ziye's neck was snow-white, revealing a slight reddish, and a pair of eyes were blurry and hot! Full of endless temptations!

Wang Zheng held up Song Ziye's wonderful-touching buttocks with both hands, and as soon as he lowered his head, he held the little blush that was beating on the white rabbit!

Song Ziye did not show weakness, she was much more active than usual tonight, she also held Wang Zheng's head, squeezing it to her chest, as if she wanted to stuff all the softness on her chest into Wang Zheng's mouth.

However, these two peaks are too towering, and no matter how hard Wang Zheng's mouth tries, he can't hold it. When Wang Zheng's teeth left tooth marks on the snow-white hemisphere, Song Ziye's body was also trembling violently!

The room was filled with the heavy wheezing of the two!

Although Wang Zheng's mouth was working hard, his hands were also not weak, kneading and pinching wantonly in that fat place, and red fingerprints appeared on Song Ziye's buttocks.

Song Ziye only felt that she was about to be melted by Wang Zheng's temperature at this time, and those big hands had already made her wet from the inside out, and the narrow and thin purple underwear could have already wrung out the water! That mysterious area of fragrant grass has long been a muddy place! Maybe just a little probe, you can be in it!

If at this time, the king killer can't take the initiative, then he can't live up to the title of "man".

Wang Zheng straightened his waist and directly pressed Song Ziye under him, reached out to hold the peak that couldn't be wrapped with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, and ripped off the last bit of cloth on Song Ziye's body a little rudely!

Wang Zheng's big hand stroked Song Ziye's mysterious area heavily, pulling out the shiny silk thread, and at this time, Song Ziye's body was also trembling violently, and his mouth was already making an uncontrollable sound!

"Wang Zheng, give it to me, give it to me." Song Ziye's legs were spread apart, grabbed Wang Zheng's place, and was about to start leading the way.

"Wait a minute."

If you don't do it, you have to do it "the best".

Wang Zheng held Song Ziye's thigh with his hand, leaned over and buried his head in the grass that countless people yearn for!

Feeling Wang Zheng's tongue entering her body, Song Ziye was extremely shy, although it was not the first time she had done this, but she still instinctively wanted to push Wang Zheng away.

But at this time, her body is no longer up to her! A wave of intense pleasure poured out from the depths of her body and engulfed her whole being! Song Ziye's body trembled even more, and at the same time, that place became even more slippery!

Wang Zheng finally stopped waiting, and as soon as he straightened his waist, the spear sank into the holy land, and Song Ziye instinctively let out a cry of satisfaction.

This time, Song Ziye was very active, she did not wait for Wang Zheng's sprint as before, but was struggling to cater to it, and even pressed Wang Zheng under her body, doing that kind of squatting action by herself, the two white rabbits trembled violently up and down, drawing one wonderful arc after another in front of Wang Zheng's eyes!