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The girl's flat and firm lower abdomen does not have a trace of fat.

The eyes of the night are mixed with incomprehensible feelings, and they are hot and hot.

"Don't move."

His voice was hoarse and mellow, with a cold, metallic feel.

Qingyin involuntarily stopped struggling, and Ye Haocang put the motion sickness sticker on her navel.

His dark eyes darkened, and his hand was out of control as it touched her delicate skin.

His body became uncontrollable, and the intense sensations that erupted from his body made him frown in annoyance.

It's a terrible feeling!

Ye Hao stared deeply, faint and faint.

His breath sank and sank.

Feeling the light sound that something was wrong, the hand that was twisted by the night was moving again.

Her clothes hadn't been pulled down yet, and the wind was blowing on her belly.

Under the blowing of the light clothes, cold air was poured into the clothes several times, lifting the corners of the clothes.

The light voice dizzed her head, and her vision was briefly clear, and she saw that the night was dark, staring at her strangely.

That look, as if locking onto the prey, wanted to devour her into the stomach.

The soft voice shook violently, and her open lips were forcibly sealed by the extremely aggressive mouth.

His deep, sweeping mouth choked her breath, and his lips collided with a simple gruff.

The man pried open his teeth and tasted her sweetness over and over again.

It was much tastier than he had imagined.

The corners of Yemao's lips curved and curled her tongue.

Qingyin was stupefied by the sudden mouth, she was still motion sickness, but now she is completely awake!

How could he kiss her! How can it!

The light voice glared angrily, and her teeth snapped together, wanting to bite him.

In Yemaocang's mind, there was a voice floating all the time.

Want her!

Want her!

His expression changed and the voice was stifled in his head.

At the same time that Ye Maocang took the initiative to let go of the soft sound, she just bit down, and instead of biting Ye Maocang, she bit herself hard.

It hurt her.

Ah~ She used all her strength and bit her tongue.

Damn the night, don't let go early or late, but stay out of the way at this time!

Stinky rascals! Big bastard!

Seeing her rolled eyes, the night was full of tears flowing like spring water, thinking that she was wronging him and that he shouldn't force her to stop her.

Her tearful eyes, shining like crystal, touched his heart.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Ye Haocang pulled up her clothes in a regular manner.

When her body was covered, Ye Haocang exhaled softly.

The hot breath has a scorching temperature.

"Okay, I won't touch you, don't cry your nose, take back your tears, good." The tone of the night is almost seductive, and the soft tone is even more breathing.

Harvest! Shut up the fart! Try to bite yourself and hold back your tears!

Ye Haocang knew that she was making trouble, but seeing that her face was still a little bad, he took out the medicinal oil, poured it on his fingers, and gently drew circles on her temples.

A faint mint smell penetrated her nastrils, and the cool smell stimulated her soft brain.

Ye Maocang's technique is gentle and delicate, and when he rubs her temples, he will occasionally stroke her forehead, which is a little inexplicably comfortable......

Qingyin closed her eyes and tried to forget what had just happened, although her tongue still hurt a lot, but enjoying the service of Ye Miaocang also made her feel more comfortable.

Anyway, she should have been bitten by a dog.

It's not like she hasn't bitten her.

Only this time, the situation is a bit special.

Ye Haocang hooked his lips slightly, his narrow eyes were dark, and his gaze looked at the moist and full lips that were not in the mouth, red, like a ripe fruit, with a circle of luster.

Seduced # and bewitched him, wanting to kiss again.

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