Lichen felt her hair tangled around her face. Around, a little itchy, he moved his head slightly, trying to shake off the broken hair, and his thin lips suddenly rubbed against her soft cheeks.

As if the thunder had stirred the fire, Feng Qing quickly found his lips.

His lips, thin and cool, were imprinted with them and felt more comfortable.

"Hmm-"

Feng Qing sighed comfortably, wrapped her hands around his neck, and was even more reluctant to let go.

Although it was only for a short moment, Lichen was stiff, he was just a minor mermaid, and he had never been in contact with women, and today he was suddenly like this, which made him a little overwhelmed, knowing that he couldn't, but he couldn't refuse at all.

In my heart, there is even some longing.

The lips of the two were printed together, and Lichen only felt that the blood around his body was surging to his face in an instant, burning hotly.

He had never been so hot, probably because of his emotion, the aroma on his body was even stronger.

At this time, Feng Qing, who smelled this fragrance, burned all over his body, his face was crimson like picking flowers in March, his hands were clinging tighter, and his body was empty, as if something was missing.

There was a fire in her body, burning wantonly, making her mouth dry, and she involuntarily stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, but she forgot that the two of them were lips to lips at this time.

Her little lilac tongue, just stretched out, licked his lips for a moment, and licked his lips.

On the tip of his tongue, when he touched his thin lips, it seemed to carry a slight current, which made Feng Qing's heart tingle, crackling and transmitted to the limbs.

It is about the fragrance around it, which is getting richer and stronger, about the spring when the body is getting hotter and hotter, and the skirt on the body is also writhing. Flashes of light.

When Lichen saw it, his stiff body was even more unable to move, and his glass-like eyes were like the turbulent sea at this time, which would set off stormy waves at any time and drown people in them.

The bodies of the two were tightly attached, without the slightest gap, and each could clearly hear the heartbeat in each other's chests.

"Bang bang bang-" one after another.

Finally, the tongue of the wind and the sunny. His head reached out again, touching his tongue. Head.

Lichen was a little ignorant, but the bone-eating pleasure brought by the touch of the tip of the tongue between the two instantly made him lose himself.

He also tentatively stuck out his tongue. head, licked the tip of her tongue.

Just a simple touch, it is deeply entangled. Entangled, they can no longer be separated.

Men seem to be born with this convenience, from the temptation at the beginning to the proficiency at the end.

Lichen's fierce demands quickly dragged her into an even hotter whirlpool.

He was obsessed with the distance between her lips and tongue, wanting to be closer to each other, and he held the back of her neck with one hand and pressed the other against her cheek.

Kissing her deeply in an almost predatory way, suppressing her, leaving her irreversible.

In his such agitation. Under the circumstances, Fengqing had already collapsed, but the demagogic aroma around her had not dispersed for a long time, and she couldn't help herself.

With an instinct, he wrapped his hands around him and didn't let him leave.

Lichen became even more irritable, as if there was a little beast squatting in his heart, and he was roaring, facing the woman in front of him, his heart burned with bursts of longing.