This is a posture in which a kitten stretches its legs, and Ying Yue has never posed this posture in her life.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't expect that he just pressed it casually, and he pressed Ying Yue into this posture.

Invite Yue's head was buried deep in the quilt, and her hair was scattered like silk, and it was as smooth as light silk.

Her angry voice came from under the quilt: "You don't want to touch a finger of me!" ”

It's just that this voice looks charming and hazy through the soft and fragrant futon, not only does it not feel a trace of toughness, but it even hooks people's souls to leave the body.

Feng Xiaoxiao was a little confused, her eyes slid back along the arc of her waist, not only did her breathing stop, but even time had stopped.

What a perfect arc, like the first quarter moon gently hooking the second quarter moon, gliding over the round and soft hips, until the slender and well-proportioned legs......

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but murmur something, but even he didn't know what he was talking about.

Invite Yue said angrily: "You dare to ......"

Her voice trembled, as did her graceful figure.

She suddenly became extremely embarrassed, she buried her head, and her eyes were inadvertently filled with tears.

Absolutely no one can imagine that there is also this day when it comes to inviting Yue, who has always been arrogant and indifferent, has a peerless demeanor and does not put anyone in his eyes.

Extreme shame had begun to burn her cold heart, burning her in a trance, with a painful look on her face, and a cry in her voice.

It's a stunningly glamorous state, and it's a country that captivates the city......

It's just that this amazing appearance is deeply immersed in the soft quilt, and no one can see it.

This is the only bit of self-esteem left in the invitation month. The only little comfort left.

The person behind him is, after all, her man. is her closest person, although she has always been cold and arrogant on her face. But in my heart, I have already tolerated and accepted a lot.

However, in any case, she did not want her weak and coquettish demeanor to be revealed, and she was born with a lofty heart...... Not allowed either!

She only hoped now that the storm behind her would pass soon, and she didn't want to be completely lost in this trembling storm.

Feng Xiaoxiao has obviously been suppressed for a long time, and with his watery and feminine temperament, he can't stand the cold arrogance engraved in Ying Yue's bones, this kind of coldness that comes to his face. It is so cold that it can make anyone prostrate on the ground and dare not even raise their heads.

But now, Ying Yue, who has always been noble and cold, is now just a weak woman trembling in the storm, conquered and ravaged by him without resistance......

Even from her suppressed moans/moans, you can hear the indescribable humiliation and the faint pleading.

This sense of satisfaction detonated Feng Xiaoxiao almost instantly.

An outbreak under long-term oppression. It is incomparably hot and violent, almost endless, rolling like a wave, beating like a tide. Wave after wave goes on, as if it will never stop......

I don't know how long it has been, but there is a layer of quiet light on the window. The room was still stormy.

Invite Yue didn't know when she raised her pretty face, and her eyes were closed. showed an extremely complicated expression, but his cheeks were as bright red as the clouds of Wushan. and showed her pleasure, even her lustful state, without reservation.

Just take a look, the sky is already dark, and no brilliance in the world can take away this touch of delicacy in the heart.

Feng Xiaoxiao was really more excited, and he simply regarded Ying Yue as the most obedient, well-behaved, and pleasing woman, and did his best to enjoy her from top to bottom, from front to back, from inside to outside.

The shame/shame in Ying Yue's heart was already overflowing, she never thought that she, who had always been arrogant and indifferent, would do such a lewd/debauchery, or even a cheap thing...... Not even your own man!

She almost fainted, but her strong will made her faint at all, she could only bear it soberly, completely feeling this qiē, and even all kinds of details appeared in her eyes and in her mind......

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at her, hugged her, possessed her, and enjoyed her.

He enjoyed not only her body, but even her soul......

Ying Yue closed her eyes weakly, whispering softly and pleading, so graceful to listen to, so seductive.

Her delicate body was already tired from the endless excitement, and even if the acupuncture points had long been loosened, she could only be weakly fiddled around......

A ray of sunlight shines on the face, warm and comfortable.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyelids moved slightly, and he slowly woke up from an incomparably sweet slumber.

He seemed to have had an indescribable dream, which made him indulge in it, and he didn't want to open his eyes for a long time.

In the dream, the appearance of the moon is so beautiful, the whole person is embraced in his arms, only to feel weak and boneless, reluctant to let go for a moment, the skin is so tender and delicate, people can't put it down, just want to caress until the end of time.

Her upright and bewitching body, her anger with a look of humiliation, matched with such a beautiful and cold and arrogant face, watching her stubborn eyes gradually melt into spring water like ice...... This suffocating transformation makes people just want to keep asking for it, and feel this comfort like a spring breeze thawing forever!

Feng Xiaoxiao brought a hint of an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, smacked his lips, licked his upper lip that was a little dry, but suddenly his whole body stiffened, as if he had fallen into the deepest ice cellar.

One moment it was like spring, and the next moment it was suddenly winter!

Feng Xiaoxiao felt a fear from the bottom of his heart, which made his heart palpitate, and he couldn't turn his thoughts for a while, so he barely opened his eyes.

Ying Yue stood by the bed, standing quietly.

Dressed in white, with long hair like clouds, and graceful demeanor, like a fairy.

It's just that she is expressionless, and her face is as white as frost, as if it is much whiter than Shengxue's white clothes.

Feng Xiaoxiao saw that her dress was tightly wrapped, showing her delicate and slender figure, and couldn't help but think of the lewd/lascivious scenes like in a dream, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and her heart was burning again.

But this handful of heat was frozen into a flame-shaped ice lump in an instant.

Ying Yue said lightly: "The reason why you haven't died yet is because I suddenly feel that it is too cheap for you to die unconsciously!" ”

Her tone was light, and her eyes were also light.

Feng Xiaoxiao finally woke up, he recalled it all at once, and his whole body began to be afraid.

He knew that Ying Yue's anger was not terrible, because there was always room for venting anger, but the more cold it was, wouldn't the consequences be more unimaginable?

Invite Yue's eyes slowly turned to his face and said, "Why don't you speak?" You forced me to say so many things you like last night......"

Her faint eyes actually began to burn, but there was no slightest feeling of blazing heat, but the cold air was raging.

She said coldly, "Now, it's your turn to speak." (To be continued......)

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Oops, I'm so hesitant! To attack or to take?