Just about to stand up, his legs were sore, and he fell on the sofa again. In his smiling gaze, she couldn't help but blush.

She scolded a little in her heart, although she had not actually experienced other people, his ability was much more powerful than that of ordinary men.

"Baby. Seeing that she was about to leave, Leng Yunting immediately pounced, "Don't be angry." ”

"I don't want to play anything heavy with you! let go!" Luo Qingxue's voice was still hoarse after madness, but the tone was very cold.

"It's such a coincidence, I don't like it either. Leng Yunting looked at the clear row of tooth marks on her heart, and was very happy. He hugged her head, slammed her head in front of him, and then took a big sip on her rose-like lips, "I know it's wrong. It won't be like this in the future. ”

Luo Qingxue was puzzled for a while, she didn't know what kind of personality this man was!

Sometimes it's cold, sometimes it's annoying. However, at some times, he is like a child who has not grown up, as if the whole person has changed his feelings, obsessed with grinding, and hates her teeth itching.

Did she treat him like a child, or did he treat her like a toy?

Perhaps, in Leng Yunting's eyes, I have never seen someone like her who is sometimes charming, sometimes indifferent, and sometimes serious, right?

It seems that as long as he is entangled with her - ahem, just when he rolls the sheets, he likes to tease her in various postures and methods. I want to see her eyes that have been calculating herself and have been indifferent, blurred for him, blooming for him!

He held her head and kissed her face again and again, kissing her with saliva on her face. Luo Qingxue was irritable and inexplicable, turned her head fiercely, and slapped his hand holding her face.

"Don't get angry, don't get angry, let's move on. ”

This time, as he said, there was no more excesses. He was condescending, looking at the woman who still had angry eyes in front of him, and his anger gradually faded and faded under his efforts. The indifferent Hitomi became more and more confused and intoxicated because of his struggle.

- It seems that this woman has become his captive from body to mind!

When it was over, he was so bad that he pressed all the weight of his body on her. His head rested on her shoulder socket, gasping for air.

The body no longer has a trace of strength, and even the strength of the fingertips has been sucked away.

Panting heavily, as if he had finished 800 meters, he was so tired that he didn't want to move.

For a long time, until the strength in her bones was sore, and she recovered a little, Leng Yunting was still lying on top of her, pressing her out of breath.

She pushed it gently, the sofa was already very narrow, and it was okay when he was lying on top of her, but with such a push, Leng Yunting rolled down on his side, and he grinned in pain: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Take a bath. She got up slowly, her limp body and had to lean on the sofa to barely stand up.

On the floor, there was a mess of her and his clothes, all sorts of things flying around, a mess.

When I looked up, it was already eleven o'clock. I have to shoot a swimsuit show at four o'clock tomorrow morning, saying that I want to shoot the background of the rising sun.

She wanted to clean up the messy house, but she didn't have the strength, so she had to hold on to the wall and slowly walk to the bathroom.

She took off her clothes and turned on the shower, and the warm water washed over her tired body.

Luckily, there was a bathtub where she could regain her strength.

Slowly raising her slender arm, strings of water droplets fell from the sky, down her fingers, arms, and onto her body.