Seeing the purple kite nodding, Ming Mo seemed to get the best encouragement, picked up the beauty in front of her, and walked into her room in her shy voice, and closed the door casually.

In the room, a man and a woman are indulging in the release of their love for each other, and outside the window, it seems that even the sound of the wind has become softer. The birds and insects chirped and fell, and the night seemed so silent, and the night breeze blew and blew the pool of spring water.

The sky, the full moon hangs high, the moonlight that washes away the lead shines through the window, in the house, a pair of men and women are releasing the most primitive impulse, the blend of spirit and flesh, at this moment it seems so harmonious, the beauty is crying like a fairy at this moment, it is like a fairy music, people can't stop, a room is spring, and the beauty of it is not enough for outsiders.

On the second day, the moon set and the stars were sinking, and the sun was rising, and in Mingmo's room, a man and a woman were complaining to each other about tenderness.

Looking at the purple kite lying in his arms with a happy face, the corners of Ming Mo's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and a jade-like palm slid down the smooth and seductive jade back, and pressed on the rich and greasy full moon again.

Embarrassed to be attacked, the purple kite's delicate body trembled, but she didn't resist, she didn't refuse, just hugged the man in front of her tightly, she finally became his woman, and after giving everything to him without reservation, the purple kite felt very happy, and the overflowing happiness turned into a faint smile on her beautiful face, which was so moving.

One palm kept kneading the soft and upright full moon, feeling the abundant softness on his chest, Ming Mo's heart was hot again, and his body reacted again.

The purple kite lying on Mingmo's chest felt the changes in Mingmo's lower body, his face became extremely red, and he called softly: "Xiaomo, why are you ......?"

As he spoke, his face was like a peach, and his heart was like fire.

Last night, she knew for the first time that a woman could be so happy, his gentleness, his immensity, his fieryness, his thoughtfulness, which she had never experienced before, and the feeling of comfort like being in the clouds made her addicted.

"Hehe, isn't this Sister Purple Kite too charming?"

Looking at the beautiful woman's touching face in her arms, Ming Mo smiled playfully, turned over and pressed the beauty under her, and said a little evilly: "Sister Purple Kite, let's do it again!"

After speaking, without waiting for the beauty to refute, she directly stabilized the seductive red lips.

"Hmm~"

was kissed on the cherry lips, the purple kite snorted, turned into a seductive muffled hum, and then her delicate body softened, and she indulged in the fiery kiss of Mingmo again.

Last night, her beauty, her coquettishness, her gentleness, and her tolerance all made Mingmo feel extremely comfortable and satisfied, and she couldn't stop.

An hour later, the little girl Qingqing looked at her mother and Ming Mo who were eating suspiciously, she always felt that something happened to her mother and Brother Mo, but he couldn't say that feeling, but she felt that her mother became more beautiful.

And the purple kite, in the face of her daughter's doubtful gaze, lowered her head to eat, and didn't dare to look at Ming Mo's fiery gaze that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

At this time, the purple kite, with the faint color on her face after the clouds and rain, is as delicate as a peach, and a pair of autumn water cut pupils are full of spring water, and the soft seems to overflow. At this time, she looks more amorous, with a more mature charm, delicate and beautiful, and her every move has a faint charm.

The delicate face is more youthful, and the skin is fair and soft, like a girl.

After eating, holding Qingqing in his arms, Ming Mo looked at Purple Kite and said, "Sister Purple Kite, if the things are packed, let's leave!"

"Well, Xiaomo, let's go!"

Purple Kite nodded, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at Ming Mo.

And the little girl on the side was smiling like a flower, when she heard that Ming Mo was going to take them away, the smile on the little girl's face never broke, according to her words, as long as she could be with his brother Mo, she could go anywhere.