As soon as he got out of the car, the moment Lu Ming saw her waiting for him on the balcony, he felt a sense of belonging and happiness that he had never felt before, and his heart was filled with a sense of happiness in an instant.

It turns out that a person who worries about himself and cares about himself can be so happy.

In desperation, he rushed upstairs.

He had never been so eager to have her, to hug her, to be flesh and blood.

Lu Ming eagerly and frantically enshrined her, and the air in Jingyiren's lungs was sucked away by him little by little.

Pour both into the soft white roses.

It wasn't until Jing Yiren was overwhelmed by him, inhaling and gasping for breath that Lu Ming let go of her.

A large palm brushed the hair across her face.

Lu Ming's heart was extremely soft at the moment.

The eyes were fixed on her eyebrows, overflowing with lingering tenderness.

His fingertips couldn't help but rub against her white and tender red cheeks, and with a single stroke, the strength was warm.

The deep affection and honey in the eyes that cannot be dissolved.

"Iren!"

"Hmm!"

"Iren!"

“……”

"Iren!" He whispered one after another, except for calling her name, Lu Ming didn't know what words to use to express his mood and emotions at the moment.

Nothing can be put into words.

“……”

Then seal her lips again.

This time, Lu Ming was not as gentle as before, and his en seemed a little eager.

The big palm roamed over her, eager to rub her into his own blood and bones.

Jingyiren's consciousness became more and more blurred by him, his heart became more and more sinking, gradually dissipated, and his consciousness disappeared completely.

Closing her eyes, cooperatively, and actively opening her small mouth, the > in response to him was just when Lu Ming emptied the air in her lungs again.

He suddenly picked her up from the roses and poured her onto the big bed covered with roses.

Lu Ming underestimated her attractiveness and overestimated his own resistance, and at this moment he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

The place where the palm brushed her skin trembled uncontrollably.

Fade/strip off her shirt.

Thin and numb envelopes all over her body.

The untrained Jingyi people, this kind of torture that is both sinking and shy, makes her skin red.

The body was completely out of her control, and it completely turned into a puppet under Lu Ming's hands.

One simple action of his can make her live, and another rubbing/rubbing to make her die.

An uncontrollable moan in the small mouth!

The moonlight that came in from outside the balcony outlined a circle of holy brilliance on her smooth skin, and her trembling Lu Ming could see it clearly.

Lu Ming chuckled softly at her, his fingertips slowly rubbed the center of her eyebrows, moved to her beautiful eyebrows, followed the shape of her eyebrows, depicted, and landed on her eyelashes.

Small nose, pouty little lips.

Everywhere he went, he followed him one by one and lowered his head and dropped a kiss.

Jing Yiren had the courage to raise his little hand and touch his lips.

His lips were soft and tinged with a faint warmth, and her fingertips lingered for a long time.

Lu Ming pursed her lips, and the tip of her swept over her fingertips, itching Jing Yiren to retract her little hand.

Lu Ming's smile widened, his eyes deepened, and the tenderness that couldn't be hidden was burning.

The breath sprayed between the snorts is piping hot.

Leaned over her cheeks and neck.

The hot temperature on her skin was like a separation, and her heart trembled.

Jing Yiren was too shy to look at his face, so he could only lower his eyes, breathing unsteadily, and gasping for breath.