Xuan Lishuang snorted softly, his dragon head had fully stood up and more accurately resisted her most tender place.

She slowly moved her forehead down to his chin and whispered, "You're so bad." ”

"Am I bad?"

Feng Beilie smiled and turned over and pressed her under him, reluctant to cling to the cold ground, and grabbed his cloak for her to pad under his body.

Xuan Lishuang was already in rags, and the material on her legs was exposed when he tore her legs hard, and Xuan Lishuang was shocked to lift her legs and hang them on his waist.

Feng Beilie smiled: "It's obvious that you came to seduce me, do you still blame me?" ”

He stroked Xuan Lishuang's cheek, seeing her smiling at him naughtily and shyly, Feng Beilie lowered his head and kissed her lips, Xuan Lishuang cooperated with him to open his lips slightly, so that he could come in freely.

Feng Beilie was not in a hurry, he treated it slowly and gently, and Xuan Lishuang could feel his deliberateness.

She sucked Feng Beilie evilly, and he narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of evil smiles and unbridled foreheads.

"You've learned badly from the frost."

"I learned it all from the prince."

Feng Beilie said very seriously: "Don't call me Lord Wang, call me by my name." ”

"Feng, Feng Beilie."

Xuan Lishuang screamed very awkwardly, she didn't call his name seriously. Feng Beilie stroked her cheek and said, "Lishuang, you called me very strangely, call me again, husband." ”

"Huh?"

"I told you to call me husband."

Xuan Lishuang blushed and lowered his head, buried his little face in his chest and shouted shallowly: "Husband? ”

"It's barely okay, but you still have to practice more in the future, just like your kissing skills, you need to practice more. But I'll help you, and I'll train you well. ”

A warm smile appeared on Feng Beilie's cold face, and his eyes moved down her face to her half-exposed white chest.

The hand involuntarily put it up and pinched it gently, Xuan Lishuang keenly pinched him and shouted: "Hooligans! ”

"Rogue is rogue is rogue, the size is just right, and the rogue likes it very much."

Feng Beilie got up and leaned on the cabin, sat her on top of him, wrapped her with a thick cloak, and skillfully took off her dirty clothes.

Xuan Lishuang wrapped her cloak tightly and leaned against him, raising her head and scribbling on Feng Beilie's mouth.

He looked at the woman in front of him, and the fire in his heart had been burned into a raging fire.

She doesn't know how sultry she is, especially for men.

Xuanlishuang is like an addictive poison that you can't stop as long as you touch it. She exudes a sweet taste, which is even more irresistible.

Feng Beilie was about to lose control of himself, and wanted to force her down to eat and wipe her clean.

"Frost."

His voice became low and gruff, magnetic.

Xuan Lishuang put her arms around his neck, this time she didn't want to be separated from Feng Beilie.

The kiss of Bei Ming Haokong seemed to be lingering on her mouth, and only Feng Beilie could make this unpleasant feeling disappear.

She responded positively, rubbing his chin lightly with her forehead and said, "Lie, let's not wait for marriage, okay?" ”

"What?"

Feng Beilie looked at her in surprise, in the past, Xuan Lishuang encountered this kind of thing like a frightened rabbit, and avoided him, today she was unusual, Feng Beilie already felt strange, but her heart was full of joy.

But she wants to cave the house in advance before the big wedding, which is not her style.