The night is long and gentle.

Maybe it's because the mind belongs to each other, so this night seems to be special and different.

Bo Jinghan seems to have been awakened, and it seems that he has never woken up in a dream.

But every cell in her body keenly felt his tenderness.

Tiny kisses, hot lips, hot bodies, steady heartbeats, loving touches......

Dizzy being kissed, hugged, and caressed.

Warm lips ran down her chin, across her neck, collarbone, and repeated in his fine whisper, "Jet'Aime!" ”

The buttons on the chest were unbuttoned one by one.

Bo Jinghan, who sank under Lu Yan's seemingly gentle but scorching and powerful offensive, seemed to be drunk.

She hugged his neck and let him do whatever he wanted.

From time to time, they would kiss and get entangled with his lips and tongue.

When she was brought back to her senses, her pajamas had been stripped by Lu Yan.

And he, propping up the bed with one hand, looked down at her, as if admiring the beauty that had never been seen by others and belonged to him completely......

Maybe the eyes were too red and fiery.

Bo Jinghan's heart suddenly panicked, and he subconsciously wanted to seek cover, but he couldn't find anything suitable. In desperation, she instinctively hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to use his body to cover herself.

Lu Yan couldn't help but sob, but a gentle smile crossed his burning eyes.

This Nier, it turns out that she is really thin-skinned in this regard!

But this, where is this cover-up, it's clear-

"Nier, you're in such a hurry, so you threw yourself into your arms?"

He sighed deeply, but his warm palm covered her softness without warning.

The private territory was suddenly invaded, and Bo Jinghan, who was blushing, couldn't help but widen his eyes and wanted to scream, but his warm lips were attached again, sucking the soft lips that were comparable to cherry blossom petals, and took away all her voice.

You can't push, you can't move.

Bo Jinghan, who was weak, gradually became emotional in his meticulous teasing.

She clearly felt an indescribable emptiness that reminded her of the dream she had just had, like floating in the sea, waiting for redemption......

Of course, she wants to be very serious about the statement.

That dream just now is definitely not spring ...... Ahem, dreams!

**, gradually climbing.

Bo Jinghan can clearly feel his own, and naturally he can also feel him.

The heart, which was already beating fast, seemed to be about to jump to the throat.

She was nervous, very nervous.

But when Lu Yan's slightly hoarse voice, dyed with a rich **, gently knocked on her ear drums, she was nervous and wanted to pretend to faint without knowing it, but suddenly calmed down.

And the next qiē seems to have become extraordinarily natural.

She whimpered, the baby rested, completely possessed by him, and let him look at herself, on the edge of this pleasure and pain, struggling repeatedly, rising and falling, and finally sinking into the pleasure that seemed almost crazy.

And many nights after that, she would often think of that moonlit and gentle night, he used a low and sexy voice, seriously bewildered her mind, and said in a deep and domineering voice: "Jinghan, give yourself to me...... Let's go crazy together! In this life, we are all together ......"

The result of a night of indulgence can be imagined.

Bo Jinghan has heard that this kind of thing, once born, second ripe, three times and four will be purely enjoyable.

But now, she just wants to retort viciously to that bastard who said this!.

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