Chu Xian's legs subconsciously crossed his waist along the posture.

I don't know where he's going to hold herself, and she doesn't have the strength to think about it, except for subconsciously clinging to him, bearing his sometimes raging and sometimes gentle kisses, she can't do anything.

The boy walked to the door first.

The long legs lifted up, kicked the door that had been blown open by the morning breeze and closed it completely, then turned and walked to the pillar, and hooked it with his hand.

The light green veil fell like a cloud.

He hugged her and kissed her through the layers of cyan veil, crushing her into the slump.

This is an attic built on the mountain, and it is the second floor, except for the wooden corridor at the entrance, three sides are vacated.

A breeze blew in through the cracks in the side windows, and wisps of morning light crept in.

The veil swayed softly, and the morning shadow was full of shadows, reflecting the closely connected pair of beautiful people on the bed.

Unlike in the past, this time she was not stripped naked.

The soft and light middle coat was picked open, messy and half-open hanging on her, but the belly pocket and small coat had already been untied and thrown out casually, hanging by the flower branches.

Obviously, they haven't been separated for the past few days, but now there is a feeling of missing them very much in my heart.

The longing was clear.

I miss her so much, I want her very much.

The little woman who used to be passive every time, and even cried and begged for mercy not long after it started, seems to be a little different.

When he reluctantly left her lips, those moist eyes opened slightly, and the bottom of the eyes was a thick peach blossom color.

Misty eyes enveloped him, and a soft gasp spilled from between his bright red lips.

No wonder the world says that Xiao Beisheng is newlywed.

The phoenix's eyes became darker and darker, he bowed his head, his thin lips held her earlobe, making her tremble slightly, and then went all the way down to the collarbone, her skin was tender and tight, and she could bloom peach blossoms all over the field without force, and then lingered downward, holding on.

She arched her body, trembling as if a faint electric current had slipped through, not knowing if she wanted to escape a little or more.

The tangled intertwined feeling finally turned into a coquettish gasp, the smooth forehead rubbed against the petals, and the palm was a little itchy, which felt strange, as if it was not suitable anywhere.

Subconsciously put it on him, and the moment it touched his skin, a low sigh overflowed.

I don't know if it has something to do with the environment or mood, she never knew before that an inch of his palm on his skin would make her so happy.

She really liked his body.

But soon, this little pleasure brought more emptiness.

Her palms wandered subconsciously, not knowing where to go.

The young man planted another red mark on her shoulder, and he noticed that the little woman under him was lighting a fire everywhere and didn't know it, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

He is usually cold, and when he smiles slightly, he is like the warm sun of March, neither too much nor too little, just right, which is intoxicating and intoxicating.

Chu Xian didn't see it, but just felt his smile.

She frowned slightly, unable to tell why.

Maybe it's because she's having a hard time now, but he's smiling in a good mood, and his heart is unbalanced.

The delicate body twisted slightly, and her forehead was gently rubbed against her neck, like a cat that needed to be petted, and her charming and restrained wheezing overflowed intermittently.

He took her lips in his mouth, clasped the back of her head with his left hand, and swiped his right hand all the way down, and his low, hormonal voice overflowed: "It's still a little gluttonous cat." ”