Song Mo only felt that the arms were fragrant and warm, like a ball of nephrite, which made his blood flow and his heart agitated, where did he feel any pain, he instinctively turned over and pressed Dou Zhao under him.

Dou Zhao was shocked, and in a panic, he put his hands against Song Mo's chest.

The two looked at each other.

Song Mo's eyes were shining, like cold stars in the night sky, shining with brilliant brilliance.

Dou Zhao's eyes widened, his face full of surprise.

In the silent inner room, the sound of heavy breathing gradually sounded.

Song Mo's eyes were dyed with **.

"Shou Gu!" He murmured softly, leaning over slowly.

Dou Zhao felt "danger".

But in her mind, Song Mo rode a horse, rushed to the grange where she lived, and stared at her gaze on the wall at the head of the grange; He was seen playing with an inkstone under the lamp, looking up and smiling and asking if his father would like it; He curled up cautiously beside the bed...... Her heart was suddenly in chaos, and there was a kind of contradiction that was about to happen.

Is it to push him away? Or do you want to do whatever you want?

Push him away, I can't bear it.

Let him do whatever he wants, the memories of the previous life are still in her memory, intellectually she knows that she should do her best to accommodate this relationship, but psychologically, it is still difficult for her to let go of her hands and feet without scruples.

In the midst of hesitation, she bit her lip, turned her face sideways as if evasively, and gently nudged him.

But two red clouds couldn't help but rise on his cheeks.

Dou Zhao's refusal shocked Song Mo's heart. Come to your senses. But the flush on her delicate face made him realize immediately, if Dou Zhao didn't care about him at all, he could push him hard, or glare at her angrily...... But Dou Zhao just pushed lightly, don't look away.

The fair-skinned and soft earlobes, round and full, tempted Song Mo's vision.

When you don't have a chance, you have to create a zào opportunity, let alone have such a good opportunity now......

Song Mo didn't hesitate and took the white earlobe in his mouth. inadvertently touched Dou Zhao's sensitivity.

Dou Zhao was struck by lightning, and his body was numb.

"Yantang, don't ......" she turned her face away.

Song Mo obediently let go of her, but pressed against her cheek. I took her lips in my mouth as she spoke.

"Yantang ......" Dou Zhao's exclamation turned into a sigh.

Song Mo was like a clumsy hunter, instinctively chasing her sweetness, stirring heavily between her lips and teeth, choking her almost breathlessly.

A sucker!

A sucker!

Dou Zhao whimpered and whimpered under him.

His tongue was so dexterous and powerful that she couldn't bite him even if she wanted to.

You won't suffocate yourself, will you?

The thought flashed, but Song Mo retreated.

She gasped for air.

Song Mo also gasped for breath, but his gaze at her was unfathomable, falling on her violently undulating chest.

"Shou Gu!" Before she could breathe, he leaned over again. His left hand wrapped around her flexible waist. Clamped her tightly under him, the tip of his tongue nimbly probed into her lips, tossing and kissing, but his right hand quietly reached into the hem of her dress, groping and holding her crisp breasts. His fingers began to tease the bud brain on her chest as if they were plucking the strings, and the hard object between her thighs was pushing against her in pain.

Song Mo's passion seemed to burn in an instant.

Dou Zhao's whole body trembled.

If not blocked. She knew exactly what was coming next.

But if she stops it, she is as arrogant as Song Mo, what will happen next?

Is it a desert escape? Or calmly let him go, and rest in peace for the sake of face?

She was his wife, and he had the right to her, but he made himself a wolf because he respected her wishes.

Whether it was the former or the latter, Dou Zhao felt distressed when he thought about it.

I knew this, when he pressed himself under him, he should have clearly refused.

Dou Zhao deeply regretted it.

But it's too late to refuse.

As if sensing her hesitation, Song Mo's arms around her waist couldn't help but tighten, the tip of her tongue lingering between her lips and teeth became more arbitrary, and the hand holding her crisp chest began to knead lightly and heavily.

Intense numbness poured from deep into her body to her limbs in waves.

The familiar and unfamiliar feeling scared her.

Familiarity, it was she who had also experienced this passion briefly; The strangeness was that this feeling was so far away from her, so far away that she almost forgot it.

"Song Yantang!" Dou Zhao's voice overflowed from Song Mo's lips, looking a little fragmented, revealing a panic that could not be misunderstood.

Song Mo suddenly let go of her and stared fixedly into her eyes, as if he wanted to see her body and mind clearly through her eyes.

Dou Zhao was very uneasy.

I feel like nothing I say is appropriate.

But not saying anything, it doesn't seem appropriate.

How did things come to this!

Song Mo is just a teenager who doesn't know **.

Speaking of which, it's all your own fault.

Dou Zhao felt a little annoyed again.

Song Mo suddenly smiled.

There was a smile in his shallow eyes, and even the corners of his lips were slightly curled.

Dou Zhao was stunned.

Song Mo began to undress.

Dou Zhao's eyes couldn't help but widen.

His figure is extremely even, the lines around his waist are extremely graceful, he looks thin, but he is thin and not exposed, his skin is like jade, and in the hazy tent, there is a faint luster.

Song Mo laughed: "Shougu, Shougu, why are you so interesting!" ”

He leaned over and kissed her eyelids, very intimate.

Dou Zhao's heart was pounding, and his face was flushed: "No...... I ......" but was speechless in frustration.

No matter how much he defended, he couldn't deny the fact that he had been staring at Song Mo's naked body just now.

"Shou Gu!" Song Mo called her with a smile, "I like Aunt Shou to look at me like this." He said softly, joy streaming from the corners of his eyes. There is a heat that makes people blush and heartbeat.

What a shame!

Dou Zhao's face was hot.

Song Mo held her face and gently kissed her forehead, long eyebrows, corners of her eyes, and red lips...... It seems that she is a rare treasure, and the whole person is held in the palm of his hand, cherished and cared for.

Dou Zhao's chest swelled.

Song Mo became intense.

He kissed Dou Zhao hard, his tongue biting and teasing her lips unscrupulously, stirring wildly, as if he was going to devour her. made Dou Zhao a little out of breath, writhing under him.

The placket was spread out, and the clothes were stripped off one by one.

When Dou Zhao found out, she was wearing only a pair of obscene pants. The delicate crisp breasts were like peaches with a bit of greenness, standing proudly in Song Mo's eyes.

This bastard...... Unexpectedly, there is no teacher......

I don't know why, Dou Zhao wanted to laugh.

A strange light flashed in Song Mo's jet-black pupils, and when he buried his head, he swallowed the bone-like bud into his mouth, sucking and biting it wantonly.

Dou Zhao gasped.

But there was a paralyzing pleasure coming from her crisp breasts, which made her whole body start to burn, and even the pain that Song Mo came from the occasional overexertion turned into a trace of sweetness, making her tremble.

Dou Zhao was shocked.

Once upon a time. She wasn't like that.

She hates being rude. Think of it as a form of disrespect for her expression.

But now, the same thing is on Song Mo's body, but she feels sweet.

"Song Yantang! Song Yantang ......" Dou Zhao shouted Song Mo in a panic.

Song Mo raised his head.

There was a fire jumping in his dark eyes.

And her rose-like buds showed a delicate luster because of Song Mo's licking and biting.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but add a plump red lip.

Song Mo's eyes suddenly became as deep as midnight.

He jerked off Dou Zhao's obscene pants and broke in like that.

Dou Zhao let out a low whimper and hugged Song Mo's neck tightly.

"Shou Gu. Shou Gu! Song Mo kissed her ear softly, and the hot breath gently brushed her neck, infinite tenderness and sweetness, "It'll be fine in a while...... It will be fine in a moment......" he closed his eyes. muttered comforting to her, but her body pounded without pause, and it was getting faster and faster.

What a reckless man!

Dou Zhao broke out in a cold sweat in pain, but he could clearly feel how he was rampage in his body.

Like a naughty child, exploring unknown illusions.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath and gently stroked Song Mo's back.

His skin was hot, and his back was covered in fine sweat.

Dou Zhao's heart softened, his body gradually relaxed, and the pain became bearable.

Her body gradually opened up and became wet in his rhythm.

Feeling her strangeness, Song Mo slowed down, biting her ear and shouting "Shougu", but before she could answer, he had already held her slender waist and stiffened it, through the layers of tightly wrapped petals, and hit the heart of the flower deeply......

Isn't it the first time for him?

Isn't it all quick the first time?

Why is he endless?

Dou Zhao snorted, fine beads of sweat came out of his fair forehead, and his body was sore and swollen, and it became irrepressibly hot.

She couldn't help hugging Song Mo tightly, and couldn't help but moan and wrap around his waist......

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The early morning sun shone in, and Dou Zhao opened his eyes in a daze.

His body was sore and swollen, as if he had moved hundreds of pots of flowers last night.

Dou Zhao was agitated and came to his senses.

The inner room was quiet, she was wearing a homely moon-white middle coat, and slept cleanly on the carved bed inlaid with nanmu. The air is fresh and fragrant with jasmine, and the yellow chrysanthemum inserted in the sweet white porcelain flower on the desk still maintains the posture of yesterday, only the pillow of the mandarin duck playing in the water next to the pillow is slightly sunken, as if telling her that tomorrow's qiē is not a dream.

She couldn't help but shout "Su Lan".

The door creaked open, and Su Lan and Manna walked in with their washing tools.

There was unconcealed joy between the eyebrows of both of them.

"Madam," Su Xin treated her as if she was a sick person, and wanted to help her get up, "The prince went to the palace and specially instructed us not to wake you up, we didn't call you, and we have been waiting outside." ”

Manna even handed the salt water for gargling in front of her.

Damn Song Mo!

lest the world do not know.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but glance at the two of them sideways, and said, "I'm not a child, can't I wash myself?" ”

Su Xin and Ganlu just pursed their lips and smiled, serving cautiously on the side.

After freshening up, Su Juan came in with a bowl of black chicken soup: "It was ordered by the prince who got up early in the morning." ”

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Catch up on the July 5 update.

ps: Sisters, brothers, for a few days, I had an injection in the morning, and it started to hurt again in the middle of the night, and then the doctor suspected that there were other problems, and because it involved the problem of medical insurance, I had to go back to my hometown for treatment, and I rushed back early this morning, so I could only take the time to write an article, I wrote it late, and I found a place to post it.

I'm sorry!

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