Yan Chuyin was fiercely suppressed by Lu Zeyan, like fish on a chopping board, unable to move, unable to resist, and could only be slaughtered.

"You ......" Yan Hatsuyin was suddenly a little scared, "Let me go first......"

Lu Zeyan's expression was extremely cold, a deep whirlpool surging in her dark ink pupils, and her cold and handsome face was very close to her, so close that she could see the tip of the man's unusually straight nose.

"Let go!" Yan Chuyin raised his voice, "If you don't let go, I'll ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Zeyan's thin lips sealed all of Yan Hatsuyin's words.

The man's kiss was like a storm, falling swiftly and powerfully, mixed with an aura of infinite danger.

Yan Hatsune's whole body couldn't move, so she could only let the man ask for it.

The man's lips were originally cold and wrapping. In the grinding of cotton, it becomes more and more hot.

Yan Chuyin bit his lip tightly, not wanting him to come in.

A dark color suddenly filled the man's dark eyes, and he became more fierce, strong, and domineering to break through—

He pestered her as if he would never get tired of it.

The man's palm moved slowly, and his dexterous fingers easily unbuttoned Hatsune's shirt.

The snow-white skin, which was as white as congealed fat, was suddenly exposed to the air, and it was also revealed in front of the eyes of the person in front of him.

Lu Zeyan's eyes became darker and darker, like a turbulent deep sea, with deep emotions rising and falling.

His lips moved to Yan Hatsuin's long, white neck, and his fingers continued down.

"Don't ......" Yan Chuyin called in a low voice like a kitten without strength.

She didn't want to continue.

However, there was a natural disparity in the strength of men and women, and she couldn't resist, so she had to plead with him in a low voice.

Lu Zeyan heard Yan Chuyin's delicate voice, but the darkness in his eyes became more and more intense.

He looked at her fixedly, his thin lips pressed to her, and his cold and low voice sounded, "I want to." ”

"Lu Zeyan ......" Yan Chuyin called him in a low voice, and scolded lightly: "You bastard!" ”

Lu Zeyan sneered, his eyes were cold and dark, "You say, there are a lot of men around you?" ”

His fingers stroked directly. On her delicate skin, "Then let me see how your skills are!" ”

After saying that, he kissed her on the lips again.

Yan Chuyin wanted to cry without tears.

What kind of skills does she have?

For more than 20 years, it was only four years ago that time was good!

And the whole process was dominated by that wild man, and she didn't do anything, she was eaten hard......

Now, she was completely new to this kind of thing, and she had no experience at all.

She remembered this kind of thing, it would be very painful, the kind of pain that would tear her heart and lungs.

So she was subconsciously afraid.

Moreover, she didn't want to have such an indescribable bond with the man in front of her.

Yan Hatsune whimpered, but couldn't speak.

The man sealed her lips tightly.

Soon, the shirt on Yan Hatsuyin's body also fell off.

This strange touch made Yan Hatsune flustered.

She subconsciously kicked her legs, but in front of the man, it was like a small fight.

Lu Zeyan's hands moved restlessly, his fingertips were slightly cold, but they seemed to have an inexplicable heat.

Even with the first sound, I felt hot.

It was as if the temperature was rising.

Where the fingertips crossed, a soft tingling slowly rose.

Yan Hatsune felt as if she was about to indulge in this feeling of suffocation.