Yuan Yi came in with a basin of water as usual, Zhang Xiaoqiang also washed himself by her as usual, watching Yuan Yi wipe himself like a virtuous wife, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the warm current in his heart rise again, although it was not as strong as before, but this precious feeling made him cherish it very much, he closed his eyes and felt quietly, he didn't think about anything, he seemed to be flying, unrestrained, no zombies, no cannibalism in the world, Zhang Xiaoqiang really wanted to stay at this moment forever.

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked her to stand up, and pulled her into her arms, her face was only a few centimeters away from Zhang Xiaoqiang's lips, she was a little nervous, her breathing began to be rapid, and the breath spread on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face with a little sweet fragrance with her wheezing, feeling the sweet breath, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her quietly, he looked at her so carefully, and it was the first time he looked at her so carefully.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's burning eyes looked at Yuan Yi made her a little flustered, as if she was looking forward to it, and felt a little panicked, as if she couldn't stand his hot eyes, her body trembled, her soft pink lips were tightly closed, her long eyelashes covered her half-open and half-closed eyes, her wheezing became more and more rapid, looking at her sexy lips Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but peck lightly.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze on herself, Yuan Yi felt the heat on her body, a warm current began to flow from the tip of her heart to her whole body, her heartbeat suddenly intensified, in this moment of intoxication, she seemed to only be able to hear her own heartbeat, her face was shy, her eyes were closed, and she smelled the male breath on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body at the end of her nose, which made her can't help but breathe deeply, wanting to dissolve this unique smell of Zhang Xiaoqiang into her body, and suddenly a warm Dongdong pecked lightly on her lips.

Yuan Yi felt that the strength of her whole body was drained by this sudden light kiss, and she could no longer stand and slump in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms.

The delicate and charming woman in front of her leaned on her arms, and the cold fragrance on Yuan Yi's body, which was more elegant and clear than gardenias, hit her nose, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, and felt that the lingering fragrance had been rushing from the end of her nose to her brain, and then slid to the tip of her heart, and slowly fell to the bottom of her heart to precipitate there. The palm of his hand slowly stroked her silky hair to the back of her neck, feeling his slightly hot palm fall on the back of his neck, Yuan Yi's body tightened, and with the movement of his palm, he softened again, leaned on him and twisted gently, leaning himself closer to him, listening to the heartbeat in his chest Yuan Yi had a feeling of happiness.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's palm slowly slipped down her waist, and then his arm tightly wrapped her tightly around her chest, with the force of Zhang Xiaoqiang's arm, Yuan Yi let out a soft exhalation, and the gentle and greasy sound was in his ears, like the sound of a kitten moaning to tickle his heart, feeling Yuan Yi's breath like a musk deer spraying on his face and ears.

He pressed his cheek against hers, feeling the cold skin on her face, warming her. The tip of her nose brushed a strand of hair from her face, and her cheeks rubbed against her ears, and the hot breath from her mouth sprayed on her delicate and delicate little ears as warm as jade, and the fragrant little ears immediately glowed with a red feather visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Xiaoqiang went to the side of the bed and gently put Yuan Yi on the Simmons big bed, looking at Yuan Yi who was lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed his body up, Yuan Yi closed his eyes and waited for the storm to come, until the warm lips returned to her cheeks, her tense body relaxed again, just feeling the hot lips that were about to melt the tip of her heart wander on her cheeks until they were printed on her lips.

One by one the clothes fell under the bed, Yuan Yi looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with his eyes open, his eyes were filled with mist, lying in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, she didn't have any shame, but a crystal teardrop slipped in her eyes and exuded a crystal clear light under the light, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped his movements when he saw her shedding tears, and looked at her quietly.

"Do you mind if I'm not a virgin? Do you mind if I'm not clean? Yuan Yi said to him in a sad tone, his big eyes like a faucet, and tears kept flowing down his cheeks and onto the pillow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed his body against her body and whispered softly in her ear: "No one is clean in the last days, you are not a virgin?" Am I a virgin? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang held Yuan Yi's round and smooth cheeks with both hands, used the thumbs of both hands to open the hair that blocked her eyes, looked at her glass-like crystal eyes and said, "You are now my woman, my Zhang Xiaoqiang's woman." ”