Big hands caressed her body, and every inch of her skin made him feel more comfortable.

Touching her skin, Nangong Mingyu felt a sense of satisfaction, as if his worries for many days, afraid that Fang Ruxi would not want his worries to dissipate.

Fang Ruxi had long wanted to ~burn~ her body, and his touch like this made her body tremble~ crisp, her little hands hooked his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, and she pulled him down and clinged to her.

Nangong Mingyu pressed her body, making her feel his weight and hot missing.

Fang Ruxi's body was pressed by him like this, and her heart was even more longing, and her little hands were messing around Nangong Mingyu's body~ touching, tearing his robe, but she couldn't tear it off.

"Brother Nineteen, woo, it's so annoying." Fang Ruxi was crying while still persistently pulling his robe.

Nangong Mingyu raised her head from her chest, and the scorching breath sprayed on her face, rubbing away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes: "Ruxi, what's wrong?" ”

"Woo, I'm so sad that I can't rip off your clothes." Fang Ruxi said aggrievedly.

Nangong Mingyu was fascinated by her cute appearance, kissed the corners of her eyes, and said gently: "Be good, don't cry, if you can't untie it, you will be torn apart." ”

Fang Ruxi's mind immediately made up the scene of tearing Nangong Mingyu's robe, it was so exciting, it was a shocking visual feast, the desire in her body ~ the fire was getting more and more vigorous ~ Sheng, and the strength of her hands increased.

Only hearing the sound of the fabric tearing, Fang Ruxi Monkey hurriedly put his face on his chest, and kept muttering in his mouth: "It's so comfortable, it's so comfortable, hmm!" ”

Nangong Mingyu leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Fang Ruxi's lips were very hot, as if they were at the temperature of a flame, all the hot breath came out of his mouth, and his whole body was hot and scary.

Every move of Nangong Mingyu, Fang Ruxi was extremely cooperative, her body was constantly twisting, wanting to gain more stability and satisfaction.

Nangong Mingyu pressed against her lips, and the more she kissed, the deeper she kissed, the more urgent she became.

Fang Ruxi was almost out of breath by his hot kiss~ and finally Nangong Mingyu let go of her, and she turned over and rode on him.

Fang Ruxi was like a monkey, impatiently kissing his strong chest, trembling Zhu Yin.

Nangong Mingyu rolled his Adam's apple and hugged her thin ~ waist even tighter, he liked Fang Ruxi who was as enthusiastic as fire.

Fortunately, she didn't take ~ medicine, and it was him who met her.

But this matter, he will definitely not give up, he wants to see who has such thoughts about her.

……

"Oh ......!! Ruxi ......"

In Nangong Mingyu's brief distraction, Fang Ruxi had already removed all his coverings, and the whole person sat on his body, shaking the beautiful ketone~ body.

Nangong Mingyu's comfortable overflow~ out of a moving voice, his big grasp of her rich softness, rhythmic kneading ~ pinching.

Two longing, longing and longing bodies are clinging to each other, entangled to death.

……

The first time Fang Ruxi reached madness, Nangong Mingyu saw that she was not moving, and there was still some unfinished, unexpectedly, she climbed on his body again, and once again resisted ~ death ~ entanglement ~ entanglement with him.

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Number eight, the first chapter begins......