The little girl is soft, like the sweet and clear lychees in summer, sweet and lovely.

For men, it is an indescribable impact.

The pain passed in a flash, Zhimian leaned against his chest and felt his strong heartbeat.

She also became nervous, a little at a loss, afraid and expectant, and could only hug him along with her instinct.

Her eyes were red, her head was buried on his shoulders. She looked like she hadn't started yet, but she seemed to be bullied by him.

Duan Zhuo's eyes gradually darkened, his arms holding her continued to tighten, and sweat beads dripped from the sharp edges and corners of the jawline, and he did not continue to the next step. He gently kissed her in her ear and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

Zhimian let out a sigh of relief, "Don't be too fierce..."

A man is undoubtedly good in both physical strength and endurance. And just when he was Fang Gang, Zhimian had experienced it before, let alone at this moment he finally got what he wanted.

Duan Zhuo heard this, and the Adam's apple rolled and kissed her again. A smiley voice ejaculated from his lips: "I try my best."

He was also afraid that he could not control himself.

I am afraid that the softer and more immature she is, the worse she is.

The sunlight outside the window gradually became anxious, shrouded in the muffled heat.

Duan Zhuo first made Zhimian fully adapt. When he gradually got into a better situation, Zhimian felt light in his mind, as if he was stepping on a soft cloud.

The boat sails in the sea, rising and falling with the waves.

Zhimian's hands subconsciously climbed on his shoulder and kissed Duan Zhuo's chin. The man couldn't breathe steadily, raised his hand to hold the back of her head, hugged her tightly in his arms, and then turned over.

Zhimian was put flat again, and he hugged her and looked at her.

The man smiled and said, "Baby, what does it feel like?"

Zhimian's face was flushed and embarrassed to answer, but Duan Zhuo refused to forgive her and asked her to express her true thoughts. When she admitted it honestly, he broke her voice again.

呜呜呜感觉快要疯了.

Zhimian felt that he had done something in front of him enough...

But why is this even more important than she thought...

Zhimian's eyes were filled with tears, and he once again gave up all distracting thoughts in his kiss.

I don't know how long it took, Zhimian was picked up again, her tomato-like face half buried in the pillow, Duan Zhuo's breath lingered behind her ears, and she heard him laughing silently, and she felt even more shy.

Zhimian was forced to tears and wanted to hide. Duan Zhuo's eyes fell on her and prevented her from moving. He let out a heavy breath and couldn't help but swear.

Then there is the madness of forgetting everything.

The hot wind outside the window gradually dissipated, and the cicadas in summer came from time to time in my ears. On summer afternoons, everything was very cool.

Finally, the man had forgotten what he had promised her, Zhimian was like a small fish, and was caught in his arms face to face again by him. Then Duan Zhuo kissed her little kisses. She couldn't say a word, and she couldn't even say begging for mercy.

Zhimian was in the man's arms, and a tear rolled down. Her chin was raised. Duan Zhuo kissed her lips lightly, as if to comfort her, and said gently: "Mianmian, I love you."

Such a straightforward confession was what he wanted to say most at this moment, just to let her know how much he liked her.

Zhimian had never seen him say this. At this moment, his love in his heart became stronger and he couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips: "I love you too..."

Duan Zhuo hugged her and said love words in her ear, which made her feel sweet.

After a while, the man said something and kissed her again without realizing it, showing his inappropriate side.

After a while, Duan Zhuo let go of his hand, got up, and went to get the box again.

Zhimian's heart was beating. After seeing him finishing it, he did not return to her side, but walked to the sofa opposite and sat down, nestled in the sofa, looked at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up leisurely:

"Baby, come here."

She moved her lips, so embarrassed that she wanted to refuse, but the man was always waiting for her patiently and did not give her a chance to object.

Zhimian's mind was churning, but he still obediently walked towards him step by step.

As soon as he walked in front of him, the man grabbed her long arm and pulled her into his arms. Zhimian gently pressed his palm against his chest, and he heard him laughing in a low voice: "Let's try here."-

How could a man let her go easily?

The sun was gradually setting, and the sunlight pouring in outside the window became smaller and smaller. The bedroom was dim. Neither of them had time to turn on the lights. In the darkness, everything was still going on.

In the cloakroom, Duan Zhuo's cell phone suddenly rang.

However, Duan Zhuo had no intention of answering, until the other end hung up, and it rang again in a few minutes.

Zhimian's complexion was even redder, and he wanted him to stop first, "Phone..."

He sealed her lips: "No matter."

However, the avatar was extremely patient and did not plan to stop over and over again.

The interest was disturbed. Duan Zhuo was dark and hugged Zhimian with one hand and walked towards the cloakroom. Zhimian was so scared that he wrapped around him tightly. Duan Zhuo curled his lips silently, taking this opportunity, he did not forget to bully her a few times.

Zhimian cried and chirped.

Walking to the cloakroom, Duan Zhuo picked up the phone on the jewelry table and saw that Zhuge Yu's name was displayed on it.

Zhimian buried his face and dared not speak. Duan Zhuo answered, his voice slightly hoarse: "What's the matter?"

Zhuge Yu's voice came over, "Are you and Xiaojiu coming? We are almost starting to eat. Is the traffic jam on the road so slow? If you don't come, we'll eat first..."

Originally Zhuge Yu had an appointment with them tonight, and there was a dinner party.

Duan Zhuo felt the girl's nervousness, and his eyes were dark and he said, "I don't have time tonight, I won't go anymore, you can eat it yourself."

"Ah..." Before the other party could finish speaking, he hung up the phone and threw it back to his original position.

"What food to eat..." Zhimian was confused.

"Don't worry about him."

The next moment, she put the little girl directly on the carpet in the cloakroom.

Zhimian was dizzy and glared with surprise. He saw him leaning down his face, kissing fell down, and whispering in the girl's ear: "Baby, I'm almost..."

The night fell completely, and the sky was filled with stars outside the window.

It was not until Zhimian kept begging for mercy that Duan Zhuo finally stopped.

The violence gradually faded away, leaving only tenderness. The man kissed her gently and coaxed her, "Don't cry anymore, huh? I won't mess with you anymore."

Zhimian sniffed and whispered: "Aren't you tired?"

Duan Zhuo curled his lips, "Is this comparable to the intensity of my usual training competition?"

She had seen someone on the Internet with a crazy figure Duan Zhuo, and even had a lot of thoughts.

She is crying and crying now, after personal experience.

Who said that you want to buy Coke with Fire? See if it will be broken up.

Zhimian regretted seducing him. How terrifying the days in the future would be...

Once a carnivore eats meat, are they still interested in vegetarianism?

She was so meant to lead the wolf out of her nest.

She looked aggrieved and dissatisfied with accusation: "You said it was not fierce before, and I don't want to get along with you anymore..."

"My fault is that I can't control it." He planted a strawberry on her ear, and his laughter was quiet: "But just now, you told me to continue."

“…”

Zhimian blushed and refused to admit it.

After a while, after coaxing her, Duan Zhuo picked her up, walked back to the master bedroom, and threw the things into the trash can.

Zhimian looked in the trash can, his lips buzzing. Duan Zhuo saw it and pressed her against the wall: "What are you saying?"

She was so embarrassed that she didn't want to say it, so she was tickled by him. Zhimian had to tell the truth: "I'm counting how many you used..."

The man smiled, "Did you count it?"

She said the numbers.

Then Duan Zhuo asked: "Is that enough?"

Zhimian nodded in fear and quickly pushed back his thoughts of once.

She was so enough, so she was almost exhausted now.

The man was also temporarily satisfied. Considering that he had just started, he could not make too much trouble, it would be bad to make her afraid at that time.

"Take you to take a shower."

He carried her to the bathroom to rinse.

When he walked into the bathroom, the water from the bathtub came up. He rinsed her with warm water. Zhimian squeezed a lot of shower gel, and bubbles floated on the water. She was like a child, happily fiddling with bubbles, causing ripples.

Duan Zhuo hugged her, looked at the smile on the corner of her lips, and smiled improperly: "Have you been so happy?"

Zhimian's face turned red and he hit him.

What she thought of, and hummed gently: "I have the final say in these things in the future."

Duan Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "That might be a bit difficult."
To be continued...