Night gradually fell, the huge luxurious villa was brightly lit, and under the complicated crystal lamp, a long black table was reflected, with tempting food placed on it.
Man Ningning held the knife and fork and lowered her eyes. However, her eyes had no focus and she was just cutting the beef on the plate numbly.
Young Master Yang glanced at it and frowned slightly, "What? Does beef not suit you?"
"No..." Man Ningning looked at Mr. Yang out of her daze, followed his gaze and looked down at the beef on the plate, which had already been chopped badly.
She put down her knife and fork, with a look of helplessness on her face, "I'm sorry, I just can't eat. I want to go back to the room first." When she finished speaking, she stood up and walked upstairs.
Now, she has long lost her way. If it had been before, she would never have lived in this man's house.
However, she suddenly felt that she really had no sense of direction.
When she returned to the room and closed the door, she leaned her back against the door and took a deep breath. However, tears had already fallen down. Is it really over?
In my heart, there is reluctance and a sense of revenge.
Why is love and friendship so unbearable? Tears, so salty, fell directly from the corners of the eyes and fell directly on the lips.
Man Ningning felt that she was really tired, and slowly slumped down on the ground against the door, burying her face between her legs, letting her tears splash on the ground drop by drop, blooming like a silent flower.
She had clearly told herself that crying was useless. However, she couldn't control it.
Why didn't she hope that everything could start over again? However, God never gave her such a chance.
In fact, she felt that she already hated herself.
You are clearly planning to give up everything, why don't you escape from here? How about living a life alone? Is it revenge? Is it a kind of revenge in your heart against him and yourself?
Tears continued to flow, and I always felt physically and mentally tired, so tired that I almost wanted to close my eyes all the time and not think about anything.
As long as you open your eyes, everything can start again. The love that has flowed, I hope it can fall into your hands again.
Man Ningning didn't know how long she cried until she was tired. She slowly closed her eyes in exhaustion. Her long eyelashes were stained with water droplets. As she struggled, tiny water droplets fell to the ground silently.
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The light was dim, and the moment Mr. Yang entered the room, what came into view was a woman sleeping paralyzed on the ground, her body curled up tightly, and her long hair covered her face.
However, the whole person exuded a kind of desolation and pain.
Her blue eyes looked blurry under the light. He leaned over, pushed aside her long black hair, and looked at her face carefully. There was a kind of love and affection in that beautiful face that was unbearable.
However, even though this little woman was sleeping, she still frowned tightly.
His fingers lightly touched her face, so lightly, it seemed that Mr. Yang had never realized that he already had a kind of love for this woman?
The original revenge and teasing were probably just temporary anger.
Now, seeing her sad look, my heart also hurts.
Even so, he selfishly hoped that she could break up with Junyun completely. He promised her that he would break off relations with any woman for her sake.
This is probably the first time he has said such words for a woman.
Caressing her gently with her fingers, her clothes fell slightly, and she could see the woman's breasts rising and falling with her breathing, and her beautiful clavicle, as beautiful and attractive as a butterfly.
The throat moved.
Young Master Yang retracted his fingers and gently picked up the woman. His movements were so gentle that he even felt strange. Even when she was placed on the bed, she was so gentle.
This shouldn't be the tenderness he can have, so why did he give it to this woman without any reservation?
A faint smile crossed his thin and sexy lips. He stared at the woman in front of him quietly, looking at the beautiful pale face, and the crystal tears were still stained on her long eyelashes.
The tears are still there.
He suddenly lowered his lips and kissed her face, feeling slightly cold.
"Well..." In her sleep, she moaned unconsciously, but she unconsciously lured a man's desire. Her lips were a little dry, and Young Master Yang couldn't help but press his lips gently against hers.
Unable to resist, he pried open her lips, and the tip of his tongue slipped inside, wandering anywhere in the mouth, and pressed his body gently against hers, very lightly.
"Well..." A moan escaped from Man Ningning's lips again. With a suppressed heat, her face gradually changed from pale to a charming flush.
Young Master Yang's movements were very gentle, not wanting to wake up the woman. However, he could not control his movements. He untied her clothes, and the collar slipped off her shoulders little by little, exposing the beauty of her chest to an unobstructed view.
in the air.
The skin under the light looks very charming.
Young Master Yang's lips were very soft, sliding down the corners of her lips and kissing her beautiful and elegant neck. The kind of gentleness that was not as gentle as Junyun's, with a domineering and possessive quality that belonged to him.
That numb feeling lingered in her sleep. Man Ningning moved uneasily, moaned uncontrollably, and held the sheets tightly with her hands.
Pink underwear has always been this woman's favorite. Yang Shao skillfully let go and threw the underwear aside and dropped it to the ground.
The beautiful and flexible breasts were covered with a layer of spring in the air. Young Master Yang's blue pupils shrank tightly, and his heart was already ready to move.
What if I asked him before, what is a woman?
He would definitely answer that they were just clothes, so cheap and pitiful. However, now he found that the woman, no, the woman in front of him, was like poison, which fascinated him deeply and he could not extricate himself.
Lips, not sparing any skin, kissed like this, tingling. When she took a little bud on the chest, Man Ningning woke up from the tingling. In her blurred vision, what caught her eyes was
The complicated lamps exude a light color that arouses ambiguity.
The kiss on her body deprived her of everything. She took a deep breath and knew in her heart that the man pressing on her was not someone else, let alone Junyun, but him.
A pair of beautiful and slender hands gently inserted into the man's hair. At this moment, she just wanted to indulge in this moment, and she didn't want to remember anything else.
Just let that unhappiness be buried deep in your mind?
Although, for a moment, she would feel that she was really cheap. Now that they had broken up, why would she still fall into the lap of another man?
But, does she have a choice?
The first time, it was lost due to the design of friendship. Didn't you even give her a chance to sink? Or did you let yourself pretend to be noble?
So what? What happened, happened, she is no longer afraid of betrayal a second time, right?
Some things just get used to.
Young Master Yang felt the woman's response, tracing her red beans with the tip of his tongue, and the crystal water droplets remained on his body bit by bit, as well as his hot breath.
That hand caressed the charming body, and every inch was so fascinating, from the collarbone, to the breasts, to the lower abdomen, and gradually downwards.
The pants had been unbuttoned, and the pink underwear was still exposed. Yang Shao pulled it off, revealing the woman's slender legs, so touching.
The skin is visibly fair.
The hot fingertips traveled between the legs, and a numb feeling came from the soles of the feet, almost making Man Ningning's whole body become limp.
"Well..." Man Ningning bit her lip, and as she drifted wantonly, she felt that her thoughts were almost out of her control.
A woman's moans often arouse men's desire even more.
Yang Shao kissed her harder and harder, stroking the woman's private parts through her underwear with his fingers, which were already wet, and a kind of fragrance kept stimulating his nostrils.
Even though this was not the first time something like this happened between them, it was enough to make him obsessed with it.
Her fair face was already flushed. Even her lips, which were originally a little dry, had turned red, charming, very charming.
Young Master Yang looked at the woman in front of him, his heart was shaken, he pulled off her underwear, touched the two jade shells with his fingers, and kept playing with the woman's stamens.
"Don't..." Shyness spread all over Man Ningning's face, her breathing was rapid and her moans were mingling together, almost making her feel terrified, "Don't..."
Young Master Yang's lips kissed hers, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Following those words, the fingers had entered the woman's depths, which were extremely moist. A kind of fiery heat enveloped the fingers. With the twitching, Man Ningning subconsciously arched her lower abdomen.
"Well...ah..." The legs were squeezed even tighter, and as they squirmed, almost any woman could be led to a high-rise place, where there were only blurred clouds.
"Well...ah..." Moans kept overflowing from Man Ningning's lips, becoming cheerful. It could even be said that she had completely sunk in love and lost herself.
Fingers were messing around inside, and Man Ningning's legs were squeezed tighter, more honey flowed out from inside, and her hands were at a loss to grasp Young Master Yang's back, tightly.
Her heart was tight, but she was also eager.
With the frequent separation of the fingers, the woman's lips become more colorful.
It wasn't until she exited that she took a breath and looked at the lights on the ceiling with blurred eyes, so dark and exuding an ambiguous atmosphere.
The blue eyes stared closely at the woman's face, and her flushed complexion was like a flower unfolding in the dark night, enchanting and dazzling, making it almost impossible for any man to look away.
He kissed Man Ningning's lips quickly and went straight down. Suddenly his hands bent her slender legs, and Yaoji's face looked even more like a devil.
When his breath sprayed between the woman's legs, Man Ningning, with her last trace of reason, grabbed the man's hand and said softly: "Don't, don't..."
"Woman, you are mine, don't be shy..." As Young Master Yang finished speaking, his lips pressed against his private parts, his blue eyes staring at the roses in front of him, alluring and seducing him to keep sucking them.
allow.
Honey water has a fragrant fragrance that stimulates a man's breath.
Man Ningning held her head high, her long hair scattered like a snake on the pillow. Unable to suppress her shyness, her moans became muffled and she bit her lip.
The tip of his tongue was licking the woman's rose, not sparing any part of it, and even going deep inside, it was all hot and gently rubbing.