And Ye Jingjing's little hands were groping on his face, gently caressing his face, which intensified his burning desire...
He gently moved her little hand to his heart, "Look, it's beating very fast... It's very excited. I miss you very much these days..."
"Me too, Zhao."
After confirming that this person was not wearing a human mask like those in martial arts novels, Ye Jingjing believed that he was really Nangong Zhao.
God, he actually came all the way to find her.
It's so unexpected...
She was very happy and felt that she was valued...
She pursed her lips and kissed him...
But where is this enough?
Nangong Zhao's fire of longing and passion immediately broke out...
He hugged her, and his lips slowly pressed against hers.
He wanted to treat her tenderly, but he could no longer suppress the fire of lust and sucked on her lips wantonly...
The honey in her mouth seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to him.
It seems like she is a candy... He wants to eat it, he wants it...
Soon... Ye Jingjing's lips were filled with his taste...
His scent is refreshing...alluring...
She also wants...
"Zhao..."
She called him, her voice full of lust.
In the 21st century, if she was with the person she loved, she would not deliberately suppress her desires.
Besides, that era was also a sensual and sensual dynasty.
Both men and women have the right to enjoy lust...
But now in ancient times...
Could it be that women in ancient times were more conservative?
If she behaves too boldly or even too experienced, will Zhao feel disgusted with her?
She suddenly became worried...
But her body gradually became hot.
She was naked and sitting in the tub... In order to fit the angle of the two kissing, she half stood up from the tub...
Her delicate hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and she kissed him passionately...
His hands instinctively caressed the curves of her body...
He really wanted her, and the desire in his crotch was already arousing...
But she was also worried that such an affair, without the name of husband and wife, without a wedding, would desecrate her...