She understood,

She understands it well.

Isn't what these men like is a clean, innocent and innocent woman who can satisfy their desires?

So, as long as these two are just right, who is afraid that they won't fall under her pomegranate skirt?

"The wounded?" Lu Moli took off the blue robe on his body and gently hung it on the wooden hook on the side.

A little closer, the lake-colored eyes are like an endless spring, and there is a deep desire hidden in the spring.

The bed shook slightly, he had already turned over, and then little by little lifted the ice and snow quilt covering Qingkui's body, revealing her clothes as thin as cicada wings.

Looking at her is like gazing at a crystal cup.

At this moment, Qing Kui's cheeks had returned to their original appearance, and she smiled lightly, and her cheeks were dyed a hint of crimson.

Her seductive eyes stared at Lu Moli like this. And Lu Moli was uncontrollably, his body wanted to press against her, looking at her fiery eyes.

The more the desire in my heart is suppressed, the more I want to burst out.

Qing Kui's slender fingers gently hooked Lu Moli's chin, drawing circles back and forth on his sculptural face.

Her fingertips were cold, pressed against his burning skin, like a drop of water in the desert, where could she quench her thirst?

"Brother Moli, Ah Kui is very weak now......"

On the one hand, he showed weakness, but on the other hand, he looked at him defiantly.

Who doesn't want such a woman, and who can refuse?

He took a deep breath, his cheeks already showing the red of desire, and his chest rose and fell incessantly. As soon as he straightened up, he hugged Qingkui fiercely in his arms.

Caressing her smooth back, his fingers ran through the glow-colored intertwined dress, exploring inside, enjoying the delicate pleasure.

And Qing Kui also sensed what Lu Mo was thinking, and leaned forward with his body, 'inadvertently' making the silk satin on his shoulders more slippery.

The fragrant shoulders have been exposed, and the warmth behind him is constantly stimulating, he is the cell of the male!

"Aoi-chan...... Can you ...... What a beautiful ......."

He couldn't help it, and he didn't want to hold back.

As he spoke, he pushed her and pressed her down on the bed.

The neck couldn't stop leaning against her thin white neck, sniffing the unique fragrance of women on her body, wanting to occupy this beautiful territory.

Qing Kui was burned by such a breath, her body reacted, and she pushed Lu Moli with a smile: "Oh, Brother Moli, Ah Kui is still injured, like this...... You can't ......."

said 'no', but her charming figure was clearly inviting him.

Enter this mysterious territory and feel her charm.

If you want to refuse and welcome,

Which daughter's family wouldn't?

But it's like this for her......

- Hook your soul!

So, he grabbed her wrist and gently broke the hand she wanted to cover, and then probed her little by little for the fragrance.

"Xiaokui, don't you like it tightly? There's nothing wrong with that. You and I will soon be husband and wife. ”

Lu Moli's words were very different from his usual elegant image, and it was precisely because of this that Qing Kui felt the satisfaction of changing people's minds.

She simply gave up the so-called struggle and changed to welcome.

Slender fingers touched his chest, and his feverish heartbeat was felt through the thin clothes.

Slowly, slowly, tempted him, untying him wide clothes.

"That'...... Brother Moli needs to be tapped. ”

Her eyebrows were hooked, and countless charms were displayed in her posture.

And Lu Mo could manage so much from anywhere, and went straight up like a hungry tiger pounced.

The bed swayed,

Laughing and singing.

(Does Mud Meng think Xuan's second mother is dirty?) Well? Dirty! Just don't write H! Hum! All the way down the clear water, rush to death mud cute! ）