Chapter 169: The hand goes down

He kissed him on the thin lips and asked softly, "So?" ”

When he stepped back, he looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Not enough."

Ling Beihan's voice was a little hoarse, and his thumb was separated by a thin layer of clothing, which was a little obstructive.

A big hand reached in.

"That'...... Such? ”

As Gu Xiangsi spoke, he narrowed the distance between the two again, and this time compared to the gentle kiss just now, the sincerity was much more sufficient.

Take the initiative to open his unclosed lip flap and send himself in.

There was no need for her to take the initiative, after she sent it in, Ling Beihan had already grabbed it strongly.

Spacious and bright office, the glass is bulletproof and the sound insulation is excellent.

It was quiet and only the ambiguous sound of lips and teeth entwined rushed to the ears.

Entangled wantonly, eager to swallow each other into their bodies.

After a long time, the kiss ended.

Gu Xiangsi gasped again, his forehead was close to each other, and Yuehun mouth rose and fell violently.

The big hand that was gently rubbing on her waistline was getting hotter and hotter, and the fingertips on her shoulders were trembling lightly.

"Not enough!"

Ling Beihan's eyes were darker, his voice was more hoarse, and his charming voice became more and more sultry after being rendered by Gu Yaowang.

Gu Xiangsi swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Obviously, she had just quenched her thirst, but it was only a few seconds apart, and she was like a person who had been walking on the desert for a long time, and she was very thirsty.

I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and sweep it over my lips.

After this small unintentional action was done, she clearly felt Ling Beihan's body suddenly tense, and the heat emanating from one place rushed towards the skin on her legs.

The comfortable temperature of the office could still feel the slightest coolness on the exposed skin, but at this time, it made her feel very hot.

……

Ling Beihan had been trying his best to suppress his body's desire just now.

Even though the two were passionately entangled, he kept suppressing and not letting the beast in his body be released.

But all restraint was destroyed by Gu Xiangsi's small action.

Originally, it was just a slight reaction, obviously holding up a big bag.

Through a layer of fabric, it is as hot as hematite, and the heat keeps rising.

"That ......"

Gu Xiangsi noticed it.

Only then did he realize that he had accidentally lit the fire too much.

As soon as the fire was hot, it burned too much, and she was naturally responsible.

The hand on his shoulder slowly moved downward, little by little, at a very abrasive speed.

After a tense moon, the hand stopped slightly.

And did not bypass, but aimed at the place.

Deliberately passed over above.

As her fingers passed, she visibly felt the muscles under her fingers tighten tighter.

Like a grinding little goblin, after gently scraping, it continued to go down.

Fall on the abs.

A.

A.

A.

His hand touched each of his abs piece by piece, and after the last one, the hand also reached the place where the hem of the shirt disappeared.

"So?" One that, the tone is extremely long.

The last point of the hand was in the place where she lit the fire, and Gu Xiangsi's voice was obviously dumb.

Ling Beihan's throat rolled violently, looking at the girl who bewitched her like a goblin, and spat out the truest voice in her heart from her thin lips, "It's not enough ......"

He wanted more!

"It's not enough!" Gu Xiangsi's eyes are like silk.

There is a little shyness in my heart, and there is a little urge to explore.

She has a crazy desire to explore everything about his body.

"Then ......"

Gu Xiangsi's voice opened again, with her sultry voice, and her hands were not pretentious, satisfying the hints of his words was also his desire to explore.

The sound of the metal being pulled apart rang in the ears of the two of them, and this time, she didn't grind him again.

At the end of the metallic sound, the soft palm, soaked in a thin layer of sweat, used her hand as a sheath and tucked his sword into her sheath.