Zhong Hanchi suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, and he saw a face that had long been familiar but unfamiliar. Xu was steaming by the hot water, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, and one of them ran down the bridge of her nose and hung on the tip of her nose, like a crystal bead in the dim candlelight.

How many years has this woman been married to herself? Zhong Hanchi couldn't remember a little, but he felt that he had never looked at this face so carefully as he did now.

In the past, she always put on a dignified and graceful appearance in front of herself, which made people feel unreal. I haven't seen her for half a year, she seems to have lost some weight, and there is still a little melancholy between her eyebrows. The long hair was not twisted into a complicated bun as before, but was loosely tied back with a ribbon, and the face was not smeared with grease powder. Actually, she's pretty good-looking.

The ghost made a miracle, Zhong Hanchi put his hand under Xiao's armpit, and dragged the person into the bath tub with one force.

"Lord Wang, you ......" exclaimed before he could say anything, and Xiao's lips had been blocked.

A soft tongue had pried open her teeth and invaded her mouth with wanton incursion. The kiss was warm and lingering, with a scorching heat that Shaw had never experienced before.

Her heart trembled, and her body trembled unobeyed. Throwing away his previous reserve, he raised his hand around the man's neck, and responded to him with the same warmth and lingering.

The soaked clothes stick to the body, showing off the delicate curves. A large hand began to move over the undulating body, removing the clothes that were in the way.

The softness of the woman's chest pressed against the man's solid chest, which provoked the man to rise even more, omitting the prelude, and stretching out the moisturizing of the warm water directly buried himself in the woman's body.

The two of them let out a sigh at the same time, Xiao Shi felt sour because he had not been happy for a long time, and Zhong Hanchi was wrapped tightly and comfortably.

The water surface is stirred up by the rhythmic rhythm of the waves, and the temperature in the room is constantly rising. The pain of the first time was quickly replaced by the pleasure of being crisp to the marrow, and the sound of small moans overflowed from the corners of Xiao's lips.

She climbed the man's neck and passed her soft breasts, and the man sucked the erect red fruit into his mouth and tasted it carefully, while not forgetting to pinch the soft peach on the other side into various shapes with his hands.

Xiao has been bound by traditional etiquette since he was a child, and always maintains the bearing that a noble lady should have, even when he is a husband and wife, he is like a lady, which makes people feel boring. I don't know what's wrong today, all the etiquette and reserve of the past have been left behind by her, and she only follows the desire from her body to cater to men.

Zhong Hanchi had never seen Xiao so enthusiastic, and the man's desire to conquer made him no longer satisfied with the slow grinding, and gradually increased the intensity, and his movements became wide open and closed.

More water was stirred out of the tub, and puddles were everywhere on the ground.

The long-lost pleasure made both of them forget where they were, Xiao Shi held Zhong Hanchi's shoulders, and he supported his waist up and down violently. The ribbon tied behind her head has long been thrown away, and the three thousand green silk drapeds that are pressed by the black pressure are scattered, scattered on her shoulders and chest with her movements, half-covering and half-covering have a greater visual impact on the man.

As the frequency continued to increase, more pleasure piled up in her body, Zhong Hanchi pinched her waist, threw her up with both arms, and fell down heavily, while her body forcefully cooperated with her rhythm to retreat and then hit hard.

Xiao has been married for a few years, and she has never had anything to do outside the tent, and the fresh stimulation made her forget everything, and the sound of groaning became louder and louder, and finally climbed to the peak of desire in a white dizziness.

The pleasure of reaching the top made her body tremble constantly, and her lower abdomen contracted suddenly, Zhong Hanchi only felt a wave of heat coming under him, and the feeling of being clamped made the current on his tail vertebrae quickly rise to the limbs. After a dozen heavy strokes, he buried himself deep in the peach blossom spring.

The heavy blow and the fierce jet caused the unsubsided Xiao to be thrown into the clouds again, and she hugged Zhong Hanji as if she was afraid that she would be swept away by the flood if she let go.

Zhong Hanchi stroked her smooth back one by one, and this kind of gentle caress that had never been felt before made Xiao gradually calm down from the pleasure of extinction. Reminiscing about the madness just now, she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look up at the man in front of her.

Slowly withdrew from the man's embrace, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and muttered: "The concubine is bathing the prince again." ”

After speaking, he realized how stupid his words were, and the water in the bath bucket was less than half a bucket left because of their Meng Lang, and it had already lost its temperature.

Zhong Hanchi withdrew himself from Xiao's body, causing her to tremble again. Hurriedly stepped out of the bathtub and took the bathrobe from the shelf next to it to help the man who had just stood up to put it on, and said softly: "The concubine will go and let people change some water." ”

"No need, I'll change it later."

"Huh?" Xiao didn't understand why it was later, Zhong Hanchi had already taken her into his arms, wrapped the two of them together in a wide bathrobe, and strode back to the bedroom.

When Xiao Shi, who was lying on the couch, was brutally entered again, she knew what Zhong Hanchi meant by "later".

The man's eyes were red, his long black hair was dripping with water, and his movements were as rough as a beast that saw its prey, completely devoid of the gentleness he had just had in the water.

Xiao Shi felt a little pain and couldn't help but exhale in pain. Zhong Hanchi saw her eyebrows and frowns slightly, slowed down his strength slightly, and rubbed the soft peak with a pair of big hands.

"It's a lot bigger than it used to be." There was an evil smile on the corner of his lips, and the playful tone made Xiao's already crimson cheeks even more red.

"Have had children...... It's not loose, but it's tighter, and it's very comfortable to clamp the king......"

"Hmm...... Don't be restrained, this king likes you...... Like just now...... Indulge, call out...... Tell the king to hear......"

Zhong Hanchi rarely talked to Xiao Shi Dunlun in the past, let alone sentence after sentence like today, and it was all nonsense.

Xiao bit his lip in shame, and didn't dare to look at him.

Zhong Hanchi refused to give up, stretched out his hand to caress her face, his fingers pried open her teeth, stretching and shrinking in her mouth as if he was under him.

"Yu'er...... Call it out......"

A "Yu'er" made Xiao's eyes red, and this was the first time he heard her name from his mouth.

"Why are you crying? Did this king get you...... Too comfortable? ”

"Lord Wang...... Ah......h

Xiao Shi was finally unable to resist Zhong Hanchi's fierce attack, and exhaled softly with his rhythm.

"Hmm...... Yes, that's it...... Yu'er screamed so ...... Nice ......"

Zhong Hanchi suddenly stopped, pulled out, flipped Xiao over, lowered her waist, let her buttocks be raised high, and with a force, he probed deeply again.

"Ah...... The prince ......"

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