"Shang Xufeng, what are you doing?" Qiu Lingyang's weak voice sounded in the dim room, and just from the voice, it could be heard that she must be seriously overdrawn.

"What do you say?" Shang Xufeng's voice rang out, and just from the voice, it could be heard that he must be physically strong, and he still had to vent.

"You're enough."

"It's not enough."

"I've got enough."

"But I still want to."

"I don't want it."

"You said that you listened to the respect, and now you regret it?" He smiled proudly, "But Young Master Ben didn't give you a chance to regret it." ”

All the words were muffled by his lips, and a new wild and messy battle began.

It was because of the words 'listen to and respect' that Qiu Lingyang was tossed by Shang Xufeng that night and almost lost half of his life.

When he was tossed and begged for mercy for the Nth time, the good impression of this man that had just risen in his heart was all gone.

How could she think that this man was a good person?

He's a wolf in sheep's clothing. Let her let her down her guard against him first, and then go into the house and do whatever she wants.

Look, no matter how much she refuses at this time, he still does his own thing and does what he has done to her, and that looks so natural.

He said unexpectedly: "Qiu Lingyang, don't forget, I am your legal husband. The ancients created the One Hundred and Eight Styles, just to worry that the husband and wife would be bored at night. So you said that if the husband and wife don't do this at night to contact their feelings, what else can they do? ”

Qiu Lingyang pursed his lips and swallowed all the words into his stomach. Only this man can say such shameless words so sanctimoniously.

Anyway, in this life, she is not this man's opponent in any way.

At this time, the cold wind was howling outside, but the house was hotter than summer.

"Shang Xufeng, I can't do it, I really can't-" She didn't know how many times she begged him for mercy tonight, but the more she begged for mercy, the more courageous the man seemed to become.

"Xiao Yangyang, stay with me again, I will make you very happy." He gasped and attacked her even harder.

"No, no, really don't." The feeling was so exciting and intense that it made her feel like she was spinning around from a ghost gate every time.

"You want it, every part of your body is saying to me, you want mine." He wanted to use this method to make her remember him, forever and ever.

In this world, as long as he wants to get it, he will do whatever it takes to get it. And this woman is the only one he is soft-hearted.

Because he just wants to see her laugh, he just wants to make her happy.

"Shang Xufeng, I—I really can't-"

"Xiao Yangyang, you can." He loved to hear her call his name, and the three words came out of her mouth, especially at this moment, like a poppy with a fatal attraction, and his whole body went soft to hear it.

When the two of them climbed to the top together, Qiu Lingyang also fainted from physical exhaustion. Shang Xufeng hugged her soft body, and his heart was too satisfied to describe in words.

Looking at her little face, which was flushed after exercise, it was red and full of seductive brilliance. and the red lips that are slightly opened because of breathing, which is even more lovely.

If it weren't for her body, he would have been able to hold her for a few more rounds.