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Chapter 773: Still decided to leave Nine

Chapter 80 Engagement, just for torture (1)

Before Jing Jing could react, something squeezed into her body, and she couldn't help but scream. Before she could react, Feng Haotian was already moving in and out, back and forth quickly, entering.

Jing Jing reacted and subconsciously wanted to push the man away. She wasn't there yet. She wasn't even a month old yet. Really, she wasn't even a month old yet. No, she couldn't be like this, she couldn't...

But before she could struggle like this, Feng Haotian kissed her lips, hitting her body hard again and again, as if he was taking away all the feelings he had wanted and suppressed for so long.

Vented it out.

Jing Jing originally wanted to push this man away, but at this moment, she couldn't help but screamed, but before she could scream, her voice was tightly drowned by Feng Haotian's lips.

Every time he penetrated, it seemed to be very powerful, very deep, almost as if he was hitting her uterus, which was much deeper.

Jing Jing grabbed his shoulders tightly, grabbing them with force, and scratched out one mark after another, fiercely, withstanding Feng Haotian's impact.

Bump, bump!

Do it, do it!

Just think, this is the last sinking, just think, this is the last sinking.

Just treat it as the last time you enjoy it. Just treat it as the last time you enjoy it.

Just think of it as the last farewell, just think of it as the last farewell.

Just think, this is the last time we fall in love, just think, this is the last time we fall in love.

She stretched her body tightly, enduring the man's entry again and again, and the impact again and again. The quiet tightness made Feng Haotian feel more and more unbearable desire.

Obviously, squeeze in hard and pull out hard.

Squeeze it in harder, pull it out harder, this way, over and over again.

Below, as if being stimulated, the two people hit each other's bodies endlessly.

Each time, more deeply than each time.

All An Jing could do was bite her lower lip and not scream out, but how could she possibly hold it back?

In the end, Anjing couldn't help it anymore, and moaned again and again, calling out from time to time, Haotian, slow down, slow down?


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