Fang Xiaoyu struggled, pinched his shoulder blades fiercely, and rejected his fierce and unusually passionate kiss. However, Guo Ziyi left no room at all, and his offensive became more and more fierce. He rubbed her tightly into his arms, and the two of them

Gu's naked and intertwined bodies rolled to the edge of the river. Guo Ziyi pressed her under him and pecked her body forgetfully.

Fang Xiaoyu gasped repeatedly, and her cold body seemed to burn like a pile of fire at this moment. Guo Ziyi's strong body was like a pile of burning firewood, about to melt itself. Slowly,

She was immersed in this charming and romantic tenderness.

This is the scene she has been longing for for a long time. She has been looking forward to this day for eight months, but why is she not happy at all now? Why is she so sour and heartbroken? Is this love? Is this still love?

Love? He is just pitying himself and giving charity to himself.

Fang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. Guo Ziyi covered her body forgetfully, not noticing the sad and heartbreaking look on her face at that moment. He arched his body, and thrust hard and hot with his huge penis.

Among the petals, Xiaoyu gritted her teeth

, let out a heavy cry, curled up tightly, and hugged Guo Ziyi tightly. As long as she had this moment, this moment, even if it was just his sympathy and charity, she would accept it. She could finally give herself to him completely.

Give it to the man you like.

Guo Ziyi opened her eyes in confusion, turned over on the bed, and subconsciously reached out to touch the petite and graceful body last night, but the tentacles just felt empty. Last night, he hugged Xiaoyu and fell asleep, comforting Xiaoyu for a long time.

Only then did Xiaoyu calm down.

Suddenly, a feeling of hesitation and helplessness surged in Guo Ziyi's heart. She lost all sleep and sat up from the bed suddenly. The room was as quiet as last night and as quiet as before.[

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, are you in the room? Xiaoyu!" Guo Ziyi quickly changed her clothes, stood up and went out. She hurried to the door of Xiaoyu's room, stood hesitantly outside the door, knocked on the door and said. "Room."

There was no sound in the room. Normally at this time, Xiaoyu could still be heard snoring in the room, but today, it was extremely quiet. Guo Ziyi opened the door and walked in with some panic.

The room was neat and tidy, and the quilt on the bed was folded into a square shape, but Xiaoyu was nowhere to be seen. "General!" A slight call came from behind, and Guo Ziyi turned around slowly. The person who called him was Xiaoyu who was waiting for him.

The girl Cuiying. Cuiying looked at Guo Ziyi quietly, slowly took out her right hand behind her back, holding a letter in her hand, and said lightly: "My wife asked me to give this to you!"

Guo Ziyi's heart pounded violently, and her body trembled for a while. She took the piece of letterhead with some guilt and slowly spread it out. Although Xiaoyu was usually careless, her handwriting was so graceful and clean.
Chapter completed!