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It wasn't until her back was pressed against the soft bed that she came to her senses a little, realizing what was going to happen next.

She didn't refuse, although her body was trembling, and she suddenly felt a little cold, but her hands were still bold, climbed on his shoulders, and then hooked his neck, ten fingers intersected on the back of his neck, and the fingertips touched the short and neatly trimmed hair on the back of his neck, slightly prickly, but it made her seem to love it, rubbing the back of his neck back and forth, feeling the ends of his hair rubbing against her fingers, slightly itchy.

Her actions like this are equivalent to wordless initiative, Qi Cheng's heart rippled, looking down at her delicate red and timid face, her heart was agitated, she groaned in her throat, and kissed her heavily.

Her clothes are reduced one by one, and she doesn't know in a daze, anyway, when she feels a little cold, there are no clothes on her body.

His big hands began to descend inch by inch from her neck, all the way to her skirt, under which were black leggings, and her slender and glossy fingers pressed against her face to pull down the zipper on the side of the skirt, and she couldn't help but tense a little.

His fingers had reached into the stockings, and they were taut against her cheeks, covered by the ironed palms.

Song Yu trembled violently, the clothes on his body were still intact, and the delicate skin rubbed against his coat and sweater, slightly red.

His eyes were dark, and he kissed down inch by inch along the corners of her lips, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, and occasionally accidentally left a few marks on her delicate skin. All the way to her waist, kissing along her waist, soft and wet and trembling, Song Yu's hands unconsciously let go of his neck, tightened the sheets, and closed his eyes embarrassed to look.

With her eyes closed, she couldn't help but wonder if she was a little too arrogant, and it had only been a long time since she had established a relationship with him, and she had reached this point with him, letting him do whatever she wanted with her.

It's just that as soon as this idea was born, he was interrupted by the coolness of his face, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and his leggings and even the bottom library were faded by him.

He pulled away from her slightly, throwing his coat and sweater to the ground, his fiery eyes still fixed on her.

Song Yu's face was hot and embarrassed, and he hurriedly rolled the quilt onto his body, he smiled slightly, and did not stop it, letting her cover it in vain.

As he covered her again, his palms roamed freely over her body, and the quilt was unconsciously lifted away by him again, and when his lips moved from her hun back to his lips, and when he was entangled with her lips and tongue, his waist and abdomen moved, accurately found the emotional place, and slowly fed it.

Song Yu sighed, frowned, endured the pain, and was a little helpless, let go of the hand holding the quilt, bypassed his arm and grabbed his shoulder armor from behind, the muscles were tangled like a pair of small wings, and she grabbed it.

Because of the unconscious force, the nails sank deep into his flesh, but Qi Chengzhi didn't realize it, and beads of sweat dripped under her tight bite, gritted his teeth, and filled himself in with all his might.

Song Yu took a sharp breath, lowered his head and bit his shoulder, and suddenly felt an unprecedented satisfaction from his heart to his body.

She felt his arms tighten and hold her tightly in his arms, and her ribs felt the bones under his muscles, and there was a slight pain in each other, but she felt a sense of care.

Suddenly, the previous worries were gone, and she thought she would regret it, but she was held in his arms, her chest pressed against his heart, and she felt the violent beating of his heart, but she calmed down.

Song Yu slowly relaxed, and sighed silently in his heart.

That's it, in the face of such a man, she is not an opponent, and sooner or later she will surrender.

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