"No one taught me. I really can't learn it even in years and years."
"I can teach you, but I will ask for benefits unceremoniously." He said while looking boldly and wantonly at her soaked body, with the inner scenery of the bathing suit vaguely visible: "You are so wet that you are different.
What’s the style?”
Understanding his intention, her face turned red and she said angrily: "Ling Muze, are you a human? How can a human have such strong desires as you? From last night to now, you have tormented me several times.
, be careful if you do too much and suffer from kidney deficiency, eh~~”
Her waist was hugged hard, and her whole body was tightly pressed against him, skin to skin.
The atmosphere was so immersive that only the sound of each other's breathing came and went. She could clearly feel the heat in his chest and even the sound of his heartbeat.
"How dare you curse my kidney deficiency, woman, you are doomed." His lips were close to her ear, and he breathed mischievously even though he knew that she was very sensitive at that area.
"Ling, Ling Muze, this is the swimming pool... Hmm~~" Her ear was nibbled lightly, and she couldn't bear such a provocative move. She threw her head back and couldn't help but moan.
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"You don't know, the swimming pool can be a good place to make love. Let's learn while doing it." He said ambiguously.
Thinking that what he said was so casual, and that he might have had a lot of crazy love with various women in this swimming pool, she felt very uncomfortable.
She resisted him angrily and wanted to push him away, but was helpless due to his familiar teasing. Her body was so limp that she had no strength at all, and her whole body collapsed in his arms.
I don't know how much time passed, but she was lying on the white jade tiles beside the pool, wet and sore.
Fortunately it was very warm here, otherwise she would have caught a cold and cough when she woke up.
Thinking of how he held her waist in the pool just now and moved wildly, with such fierce force that he seemed to destroy her and melt her into the pool, her cheeks turned as red as a burning cloud.
The sound of rushing water diverted her mind, and when she looked up, she saw him swimming freely in the pond like a vigorous flying fish. Every time he surfaced, he would reveal his handsome, sexy and charming face.
The water drops slid down along the forehead, not to mention that she was handsome.
She had to sigh at his high energy. She was as tired as if she was dead, and every move would cause pain in her bones. However, he was as energetic as a normal person, walking freely through the water in the pool.
I closed my eyes in exhaustion, and just wanted to go back to sleep, but I felt a strong pressure surrounding me.
Knowing that he was lying next to her, she closed her eyes and continued to sleep as if she didn't know. She was really afraid of this beast. A random movement or even a word could arouse his desire. She didn't want him to come again.
Several times, she would really be tortured to death.
However, he had obviously discovered that she was sleeping, because he was dissatisfied with her pretending to be asleep and buried his whole face in her chest area.
An insatiable bastard.
She cursed secretly, but resisted not opening her eyes and pretended to sleep until the end.
Although she had expected that he would not let her go easily, there was no need to pull down her swimsuit evilly, just bite one of the dots and pull.
What is intolerable is unbearable.
She opened her eyes and glared at him angrily: "Ling Muze, are you done yet?"
"Isn't it good to pretend to be sleeping? Keep going." He said in a low voice.
She was speechless for a moment and said truthfully: "That's not because I'm afraid that you will show off your bestiality all the time."
"It's not that you're not satisfied, I'm trying my best to satisfy you." He said with his eyes open and lied.
She was angry: "How can I be dissatisfied?"
"If you are not dissatisfied, then why do you keep clinging to my waist? Just now, I pulled your feet off very hard."
I have to admit that doing that in the water, coupled with his familiar skills, is indeed very happy, but it is not as exaggerated as he said, so I won't let him go.
"You don't believe it, do you? Then let's try it again and see if what I said is true."
"No, I don't want to indulge too much and die young."
"It's not up to you." As he said that, he leaned down and continued to taste the delicious fruit.
"Ling Muze, did you bring me here to learn how to swim, or to vent your anger?" she shouted unbearably.
"Both." After saying that, he pulled her up from the ground and carried her into the water.
Being hugged by him like this, the soreness in her lower body instantly spread to her limbs. In order to prevent the bones from being broken by him, she began to resist desperately: "Ling Muze, you are enough."
"Don't you know that a man aged 25 to 30 is a wolf? How can such a few blows be enough?"
Just so many times? Shui Xi felt like she was going to be fainted.
From last night to now, apart from being so tired that she took a few naps and ate lunch, she has been constantly being asked for by him. Fortunately, he has only been able to tell such nonsense a few times.
I thought that even if he had a strong desire in the past, he would never ask for more than this. Ever since he came back last night, he has been very abnormal, as if no matter how much he wants her, he can't get enough.
Could it be that he almost drowned that time that made him worry about the gain and loss and keep asking for her to prove her existence? Just like last night when he came back, she was ecstatic to put aside her shyness and take the initiative to please him,
Integrate with Him to confirm His presence?
She was shocked by the idea that suddenly came to her. She couldn't believe that she had such unrealistic ideas.
But apart from this reason, she really couldn't think of any other reason. She didn't think that he took any aphrodisiacs or other drugs to make his demands excessive. It would only be an insult to him.
Although I couldn't believe that this idea was true, thinking that he might care about me a little bit made me feel happy and the pain in my body felt much better.
It is said that love grows over time. Ling Muze is a human being, not a god. How could he not have any feelings for him even after being together for a long time?
This is not because she is confident, but after experiencing life and death several times, he did not save her regardless of the reason. No matter what the reason was, he did not let her ignore the fact. If he did not have the slightest feeling for her, she would
I believe that with his cold and arrogant temperament, he will never save her one after another.
As her mood improved, her lips curled up into a smile.
"Is it because you can laugh so happily because you can enjoy the joy of being immortal and dying again?"
Hearing those sarcastic words, she came back to her senses, hooked her hands around his neck, and stared at him with bright eyes that were so moist that they seemed to drip with water.
Regarding her sudden change in demeanor, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He was clearly resisting desperately just now, but now he was as docile as a cat.
However, he didn't have the energy to daydream about her changes, because she had already kissed his lips like a sultry kitten, and the pink powder that she tried to please outlined his perfect lip shape.
He only felt his lower abdomen tightening, holding her waist tightly, and they were inseparably close to him.
He didn't like to be in a passive position. He wanted to attack the city arbitrarily, but a slender finger touched his lips.
"Let me please you, okay?" She looked at him with charming eyes.
His throat tightened suddenly, and silence replaced his answer.
She curled her lips and smiled, stretched out the tip of her tongue and passed it over his chin, then his cheeks, the wings of his nose, and then the heels of his ears.
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When the love was deep, the tip of her penis suddenly touched the raised little dot hidden behind his ear, and her heart was shaken.
Stopping teasing, her eyes fell eagerly on the small pink mole, and she repeatedly examined the little beauty mole hidden behind the ear with great excitement.
After confirming that there was no difference from the small mole in her memory, her body trembled as if she had received an electric shock, and her head felt empty.
In my impression, Ling Muze also had such a small mole that was exactly the same when he was young.
She never noticed it at first, but she accidentally discovered it when she was washing his hair one time because his hand was injured and he couldn't wash his hair.
If the two of them look exactly the same, it would be a coincidence. If even this small mole is on the same spot and they are exactly the same, it is definitely not a coincidence.
She is now completely sure that he is Ling Muze when he was young.
I don't understand how he became the heir of the Fetis Group, and I don't understand why he has no impression of me at all.
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My head was in confusion, and I stared blankly at the small mole as pink as a peach blossom.
The sudden pause made him snort dissatisfied, and he grabbed her round body vigorously, almost punishingly, and was ready to demand her.
At this moment, she was like a lifeless piece of wood, allowing him to move wildly and claim her.
Extremely dissatisfied with her dullness, he gave her a hard ci. In an instant, she couldn't help the strong impact and screamed out.
My head was in a mess, and I didn't know what year it was, so I just followed the trend and held his neck tightly with both hands, letting him take what I wanted.
She was woken up by severe pain. Lying on the white jade tiles, she turned her head and looked at him with complicated thoughts.
That eyebrow, that nose, and those lips are simply a replica of Ling Muze when he was young, only he is more sinister, more mature and charming, and has a more mellow masculine flavor than when he was young.
When she thought that he was the little husband she longed for, she felt a mixture of sadness and joy.
Fortunately, she finally met him and found out that he was doing well.
What's sad is that he doesn't remember himself at all and uses himself only as a tool to vent his desires.
I really want to wake him up and tell him what we have experienced together, and I really want to ask him why he left without saying hello in the first place?
However, seeing that he now regarded her as a complete stranger, she could not ask him, for fear of getting an answer that she could not bear, or for fear that he would think that she was making up lies to deceive him.
I didn't know how to face him. I just felt that the air around me was so stuffy that it was difficult to breathe.
She had to leave here and think about how to face him alone.
He climbed up carefully and walked out of the swimming pool with a precarious body.
She came to the bedroom, wiped herself clean, changed into her swimsuit, and left quietly.