He and her clothes, one by one, were thrown off the bed, and in a few moments the clothes were scattered all over the floor.

In the end, what was thrown was the futon that stood between her and him.

He was honest with her.

He saw helplessness and fear on her face, a trace of pity appeared in his eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand, held her face, and kissed her again with care and incomparability.

Her nervousness and panic slowly subsided under his warmth.

She was completely bewildered by his seduction.

He felt her involvement, and slowly left her lips, leading her deeper steps.

The warmth of his palm swept across her skin, burning one flame after another, burning her heart in shock, and she couldn't help but make a small sound when she burned.

With such a voice, he could no longer restrain his impulses, and broke into her soft world forcefully and strongly.

The pain swept over her instantly, and a tear welled up in the corner of her eye.

He held back and didn't move, lowered his head and licked away her teardrops, waiting for her to gradually get used to it, and then took her with him to fall into the ultimate madness.

The whole world seemed to be left with him and her.

The atmosphere in the room is becoming more and more charming, more and more hot.

She was completely lost, completely forgetting the unpleasantness between him and her three months ago, and even when she was in the deepest part of her love business, she couldn't help but speak out and called his name: "Su Zhinian...... Su Zhinian ......"

Her voice was soft, soft, with a hoarse seduction, he trembled all over his body, his eyes looked at her more and more hot, his movements plundering her became more and more intense, his sweat dripped down her face, he listened to her broken cry, couldn't help but pant in a low voice, and responded to her: "Tingting......"

She was very slow to react to the satire of her senses, and when she heard his cry full of affection and affection, the whole person was throbbed even more, and she subconsciously let go of the bed sheet she was holding, and hugged his strong waist with all her might.

Her initiative made him even more excited.

Both his and hers' bodies began to tremble, their breathing chaotic intertwined with each other.

When she was most excited and throbbing, she heard his deep and deep cry again.

Her arms hugged him tighter, and just when she couldn't help but raise her head with emotion and took the initiative to lean into his lips, she heard two words in his beautiful lips: "Tingting......"

Her movements froze instantly, keeping her head held high, and she opened her eyes.

Then she saw a face that was sexually deadly.

Her heart trembled violently, and she saw his lips move again: "Tingting......"

This time she not only heard it clearly, but also saw it clearly from the shape of his mouth.

He shouted Tingting......

Tingting...... Tingting is the name of the woman he loves from the bottom of his heart......

The blood on her face vanished, and she threw her head halfway up and fell heavily back onto the pillow.

He was doing the most intimate thing in the world with her, but he was shouting another woman's name......

Song Qingchun felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow of the harsh winter, and the hot blood all over his body was instantly frozen by the biting coldness.