Not long ago, the two people were clearly at odds with each other.
It only took a moment, but she pushed him onto her bed out of nowhere.
And...sit on his lap!
It's simply...simply shameless!
Feng Liye originally wanted to push her away.
I just didn't expect that her waist would be so slender.
The feeling of holding her slender waist seemed better than what he had imagined in the cave.
It's soft and small, and you can hold it completely by putting your palms together.
It was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to let it go.
"Liye." Qingge looked down at him and subconsciously adjusted her sitting posture.
She just wanted to sit a little more comfortably, but she didn't want to rub against his leg when she adjusted her position.
The man's body tensed up in an instant! A feeling of excitement mixed with pain made his whole body tangled!
Push her away?
Or, hug her tightly?
But she is someone else's woman... No, she was once his wife!
Feng Liye frowned. At this moment, her head was a little unclear.
Who does she belong to now?
This damn woman makes people angry, angry, but also inexplicably exciting!
What on earth are they doing?
Chu Qingge suddenly leaned closer, her thin lips less than a finger away from his face.
Her warm breath also fell on his lips, and her breath was filled with her fragrance.
"Li Ye, how...do you feel now?" she asked.
That voice was soft and soft, as if it was far away in the sky, but also seemed to be right next to my ears.
Feng Liye held the hands on her waist, and accidentally tightened them a little.
Qingge felt pain and groaned: "Take it easy..."
But because of the word "be gentle", for a moment, even his forehead seemed to be filled with blood!
Not only did his palms not relax, but they gripped them even tighter.
Even holding it like this made him feel dissatisfied.
He still wants to... go up, and go up...
"What on earth... do you want to do?" Feng Liye's voice was hoarse.
My breathing was heavy and heavy, my whole body was tense, and it was very uncomfortable.
However, he himself said to himself that he is not interested in dead women...
"Master, how do you feel?"
Qingge leaned over, and this time, she leaned directly into his arms.
Before Feng Liye could push her away, her hands fell on his clothes and suddenly pulled his clothes open with a strong force!
That weak, boneless hand immediately reached along his collar.
This move almost cost him half his life!
No matter how calm you are, you can't hold it anymore!
"Don't light the fire, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences!" He almost gritted his teeth! "Damn woman...you!"
Qingge's little finger slowly traced across the muscle texture of his chest.
Suddenly, there was a hook that was neither light nor heavy!
Feng Liye's concentration almost collapsed completely!
This woman! This damn woman!
"Liye," Qingge didn't seem to know how much trouble she had caused. These two words came out of her mouth so gently that they seemed to drip with water.
Fengliye was going crazy!
He grabbed her waist, and his eyes, which were usually cold, were now stained with scarlet flames.
"Dead woman, you asked for it!"
His arms tightened and he instantly pressed her to the bed.
His big palm fell on her skirt and was about to pull it open.
Qingge's gentle eyes cooled down in an instant: "Master, how do you feel? Does your heart still hurt?"
