Yan Chuyin's breath stagnated.

It seems that the whole person is soaked in warm sugar water, the body is slightly soft, and the tip of the heart seems to be stained with a trace of sweetness.

Lu Zeyan kissed her on the lips again.

This time, he changed his previous stormy momentum, inadvertently slowed down his strength, and his movements were gentle. Mian, as if carefully treating a rare treasure.

Yan Chuyin held his breath.

Let the man in front of him ask. Take.

His thin lips are soft. Soft and warm, filled with his unique crisp taste, strong but also gentle swept all the senses of Yan Hatsune.

Her consciousness seemed to disappear for a moment.

In his eyes, he seemed to be the only one in the whole world.

Her body became more and more limp, as if she had no bones, leaning softly against the man's solid chest, and her hands were weakly climbing the man's shoulders.

Lu Zeyan's hot big hand also slid to her waist unconsciously and clasped tightly.

Pry through the layers of obstruction to his tongue. The head squeezed in.

Yan Hatsune was fascinated by the ghost and straightened his small. Tongue.

Tongue of two. A sharp bump.

Yan Chuyin's body and mind trembled, as if there was a strange numbness that spread from the mouth to the limbs.

Lu Zeyan's deep and gloomy eyes seemed to be dyed with a trace of movement. The taste of love is getting deeper and deeper. The grabbing of entry seems to involve Yan Hatsune's whole person in the abdomen.

As soon as the man's big hand moved, Yan Chuyin sat on Lu Zeyan's lap.

His palm was very strong, pressing the woman's soft body tightly against him.

Yan Chuyin was delirious, her head was like paste, dizzy, she was not under her control, and she responded awkwardly to Lu Zeyan.

This makes the desire in the eyes of men. The hope is becoming more and more profound.

His hand slowly went up and covered the height of the first tone. Shrugged soft. Soft on.

Before Yan Chuyin could react, Lu Zeyan unzipped her skirt recklessly.

Most of the round snow-white shoulders were suddenly exposed to the air.

Yan Chuyin woke up like a dream, and his consciousness instantly returned to clarity.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she pushed the man in front of her away.

Lu Zeyan was immersed in her sweetness and couldn't extricate himself, but he was easily pushed away by Yan Chuyin.

Yan Hatsune's heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

She pursed her red and swollen lips, and her cheeks were a hot crimson.

She had just completely let down all her guard and seemed to move. Love......

Lu Zeyan looked at her with deep eyes, his eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, as if he was full of dissatisfaction.

His eyes were staring straight at her, and there was a burning and lust that had never been dormant under his eyes. Hope.

"Give it to me, okay?" His hot breath sprayed on Yan Chuyin's face, which was terrifyingly hot, and his originally cold ink pupils were as dark as thick ink that could not be dissolved, as if he wanted to devour people.

Yan Hatsune subconsciously retreated.

"No......" she took a deep breath and refused, and the whole person left Lu Zeyan's lap and sat back on the saddle.

She's crazy to say yes!

Although she had a strong reaction just now, it was nothing more.

They must not continue......

Lu Zeyan is a man she can't afford to provoke, and a wrong step may be an abyss.

Lu Zeyan was rejected by Yan Chuyin, his expression instantly turned cold, and his handsome cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom and frost.