Huanhuan let out a low cry and was already carried into the cool river by Mo Jia. She stretched out her hands to wipe the water from her face, stood up and stared at him, accusing, "My clothes are all wet!"
Mojia raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on the plaid shirt that clung to her body. The white bra underneath was looming, making her plump and perfect breasts even taller. He could clearly feel the tightness in her abdomen, and her gaze
Moving down, the slender legs under the denim hot pants are attractively fair in the soothing water.
Huanhuan was in a state of embarrassment, but looking at the man opposite, even standing in the river, he looked like a beautiful woman taking a bath, draped in stars and moons, with thousands of rays of light on her body, and she was born noble. She was a little unbalanced, no matter when and where he was
, she is restrained and domineering, and she looks like a master. Why should she be like a little follower?
Facing his lustful eyes, Huan Huan raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth in a sly way.
She half-closed her eyes, stretched out her hand to gently touch his chest, and wandered around his open neckline. Mojia's breath stagnated, and his eyes suddenly turned dark, and he stared at her with his narrowed eyes, as if he was in a fantasy world.
When his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally touched the small fruit on his chest, Mojia took a breath, and the rise and fall of his chest continued to increase.
Huanhuan was very satisfied with his reaction and became more playful, just to see him lose control and go crazy. How can anyone be so fairy all the time? This way he seems a bit "human"!
He suddenly held her naughty hand, and there was a hint of roughness in his habitually cold voice, "Want to play with fire?"
Huan Huan smiled tenderly, three parts pure and three parts charming, and stood on tiptoes to press against his ear, her anger as bright as a orchid, "Why, you can't stand it?"
Mojia's lips curled up, and he held her waist tightly, keeping her close to a part of him that was changing. "Let's see who can't stand it first." After that, he lowered his head and kissed her.
He held her neck, and his hot lips traveled over her delicate skin, all the way to her small earlobes. He felt her trembling in his arms. He raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and said to this alluring body,
He knows more than she does.
With the pure cold river water under her body and the fiery heat of his prairie fire on her body, Huan Huan really understood what it meant to have two heavens of ice and fire. When she accidentally caught a glimpse of the smile in Mo Jia's eyes, she was shocked and thought in vain of how she could be like this.
What about losing control?
She squinted her bright eyes and kissed him back not to be outdone. She kept kissing his lips hard, then slid all the way down to his Adam's apple, and playfully stretched out her tongue to tease him from time to time.
*Teasing. Sure enough, after hearing the muffled groan rolling out of his lips, he was so proud that he worked even harder.
Seeing that she was having a good time, the desire in Mojia's eyes became even greater. He pulled her shirt open with his big hands, but did not take it off completely. He just hung it open on her arms, showing off a crazy coquettish look. Then, he pulled her shirt open again.
Under the crotch of her shorts, he grabbed her hand and pressed it on his erection. He said in a dumb voice, without losing the Qinggui's strength, "Untie it."
When Huanhuan's hand touched the swelling there, he wanted to retract it as if he was electrocuted, but he held on tightly, and his ambiguous breath sprayed in his ears, full of temptation, "Untie,"
Huanhuan bit her lip, her face turned red, and she couldn't help but accept his temptation. She gently unzipped his pants with trembling hands, then blushed again and looked away, refusing to look directly.
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When he felt her hand brushing against her inadvertently, Mo Jia felt that it was about to explode. He gritted his teeth, his voice was hoarse and seductive, "Continue," God knows how difficult it would be for him to say these two words without moving.
!
Huanhuan flinched, but he wouldn't allow it. She was obviously the one who started the fire, and she would be responsible to the end! Huanhuan froze there, simply closed her eyes, and fumbled randomly to untie his belt. Her little
The recklessness made Mojia endure it so much that his heart trembled. He grunted and directly dragged her up, letting her beautiful legs wrap around his waist, while he entered her without any hesitation.
"Well..." Huanhuan hugged his shoulders, her body trembled, her head couldn't help but move back, and the beautiful curves of her chest were immediately reflected in his dark eyes. Mojia opened her mouth and kissed her seductively.
Huanhuan's face was so bright that Huanhuan felt that his head went blank, and the bone-gnawing pleasure rushed from his toes to the bottom of his head.
"Ah... Mojia..." She unconsciously followed his rhythm and inserted her fingers into his hair. In such a silent night, the stimulation brought by her senses was infinitely amplified, and she almost couldn't bear it anymore.
Her enthusiasm made him a little overwhelmed. Mojia stopped in a hurry, but he was still buried in her body and secretly cursed. He was like a young boy who had just tasted the taste of lust, and he had no skills at all.
, will only run rampant. Damn it, even if he has been intimate with her so many times, she still has the ability to make him collapse!
"Hmm..." Huanhuan seemed to be riding a night speeder, about to reach the top, and suddenly fall down. She opened her eyes that were soaked in water mist, and her eyes were full of naked lust. She bit her lip and felt ashamed for a long time.
With a red face, he whispered, "Mojia... you... please move..."
Mojia almost lost control again. Her charming eyes and soft words made him unable to control himself! He growled lowly, held her waist tightly, and began to pound her up and down violently. The force of each blow was so strong that he wanted to lose control.
Penetrate her.
Huanhuan was clinging to his shoulders helplessly, and the legs holding his waist were almost out of strength. If she hadn't been dragged by his strong hands, she would have slipped down long ago. Apart from suppressing her moans, she could only
Calling his name, "Mojia..."
"Keep calling, I like to hear you call me..." Mojia panted, her long hair a little messy. Under this moonlight, the forest became more and more wild and tempting.
No catalyst was needed. Every word that came out of her little mouth made his blood boil and he couldn't help himself.
"Mojia...Mojia..." Huanhuan shouted over and over again.
The river water beneath her feet formed a medium-sized whirlpool, which, in conjunction with her chanting, was like a beautiful concerto.
Finally, after Mojia's sprint, the music came to an end...
Huan Huan clung to him feebly, like a koala, clinging to him. Mo Jia adjusted her breathing slightly, put her down gently, then picked up the towel and wiped her sweaty face very gently.
body.
The blush after love still remained on Huanhuan's cheeks. Remembering the intensity just now, she was so embarrassed that she quickly closed her wet clothes, "I can just wash it myself..."
Mojia raised one lip, handed her the towel readily, and then stood there proudly, "Then you will serve me."