She didn't notice the danger at all, and she was still muttering: "Hey, why are you so ......?"

Before the word "hard" behind her could be spoken, his eyes suddenly deepened, and suddenly moved the palm that was stretched out to her hand to stop her movement, to her neck, pressed it hard, and then blocked her lips, swallowing what she was going to say later into his belly.

He wanted her as early as in the living room, and at this time he was completely out of control, and the sleeping beast in his body instantly took control of his thoughts, prompting him to kiss her, with amazing demands and desires, deeply wrapped around her lips and teeth, kissing harder and harder every second.

Soon, she was kissed by him like a puddle of mud and softened on his body.

His lips, as he fell to her neck, pulled the quilt that had fallen from the edge of the bed, threw it into the open space beside her, and then laid her down on it.

Her bathrobe, which had been wrapped in him indiscriminately, was tossed like this, and spread out under her.

He looked at her skin covered with his marks, and a faint red fire danced in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and with a casual tug, he took off the bathrobe on his body and threw it away, and then, with a bit of impatience, he turned over and pressed on her.

Her skin was cold, his body temperature was hot, and the moment he touched it, he and her shivered together, and then his skin was tightly pressed against hers.

His slender fingertips slid down her ear, down her neck and collarbone.

He could feel her body tremble slightly under his movements.

He couldn't help but bow his head, I don't know how many times he blocked her lips again, this time he kissed her deeper than every time before, he sucked her hard, the posture was fierce as if he wanted to swallow her whole body alive.

Even though he knew it was wrong, he plunged into it like a moth to a fire.

It's like four years ago, he knew that she liked his brother, but he still chose to continue to love her without hesitation.

Some things, things about her, once they start, can't stop.

For example, at this moment, at this scene......

Just when He Jichen kissed Ji Yi and kissed her so much that she was about to suffocate, he suddenly made a move, and he broke into her world so decisively, decisively, and completely.

Four years, after four years, more than 1,400 days and nights, he was so close to her again......

At this moment, He Jichen felt that all this was like a dream, like a dream that reappeared yesterday.

He stopped all his movements, stood still, and he felt the throbbing and ecstasy of the moment, and it was not until he remembered it deeply and deeply in his mind that he began to react.

His movements were light and slow, and the strange feeling overwhelmed him wave after wave, and also covered her.

His breath was messed up, her breath was mixed, and he and she were so invariably deeply entangled in this way.

The curtains of the bedroom were not drawn, and in the slightly open windows, there was a night breeze, which slowly poured into the room, mixed with the water vapor on the surface of the Huangpu River.

His entanglement with her became more and more intense, and gasps overflowed from his mouth, and a seductive moan fell between her lips and teeth.

The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, and the atmosphere is getting more and more beautiful......