(Cat flutter Chinese) pressed her, just this position, possessed her.

Although she was somewhat resistant and repulsed, she was not as fierce as she was the first time, and her weak struggle was simply not worth mentioning for Mu Yazhe.

In the deepest part of her love, she just blindly buried her little face in his neck socket and endured it.

This delicate appearance is almost like a very aggrieved cat, humming and chirping, and protesting weakly from time to time.

The blazing breath squirted at the base of his ears, but it was undoubtedly a disguised torture for him.

As everyone knows, the more she stimulates the hidden dark tide somewhere in him, almost turning him into a lustful beast and devouring her to the point that there is no bone residue left.

There is no doubt that in this regard, Mu Yazhe is an energetic man, compared to him, her physical strength is really poor, and in the end, she was a little confused.

Several times, he thought about getting her on him.

Her body was so soft that she had no choice but to press her a few times, but it was also satisfying him, and at dawn, he died down.

And she, in the end, couldn't resist the tiredness, and her whole body was so weak that she didn't want to move when she collapsed on the bed.

The eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't lift them, so I tossed and turned, and quickly fell asleep.

The huge room was filled with a unique charming atmosphere after the affair.

It wasn't until the heavy breathing slowly subsided that he secretly had some doubts, when did he want to get up a woman to eat so much?

She lay on her side, her body curled up unconsciously, bowed into a small ball, and her messy black hair scattered on the pillow, half-covering her jade-like cheeks, there was really an indescribable charm.

Her sleeping posture is always in a curled up posture, he once read a psychological study, saying that women who sleep in such a posture are always insecure subconsciously.

This look looks a little helpless, which is really pitiful.

Mu Yazhe lowered his head and looked at her again, just for a moment, and somewhere he was a little nervous.

This woman is really like the ancient demon queen of the country, she was born with the ability to confuse people, even if she lies here and does not move, her quiet posture is always so demagogic.

He took her into his arms, rolled over from the bed, went into the bathroom, and cleaned up for her.

In the meantime, he summoned his servants and ordered the soiled sheets to be removed.

In the haze, she only felt a warm hand gently wiping her body with a towel.

Who else carried her to bed, and the man's toned and powerful long arms wrapped around her waist and hugged each other to sleep.

One night, her ears were echoed by the sonorous and powerful heartbeat.

Bang, bang, bang, for some reason, but it's so reassuring.

It's as if there's a feeling of being cared for.

This night, she slept very soundly, and it seemed that she had never had such a reassuring dream for so long.

I fell asleep in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake, and slept until dawn.

When I woke up again, it was in the hollow sound of hunger, and the sky was already shining outside the window.

When I turned my head and looked at the electronic clock on the bedside table, it showed that it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

I slept so sleepy that I didn't even have the slightest idea of time.

The window and door opened a crack, blowing the corner of the curtain, and the fresh wind came in, blowing away the beautiful smell of the room. Cat flutter Chinese