Wen Shijue stared at her beautiful smile and was slightly absent-minded for a moment.
Xiaodie leaned over slightly, kissed her lips lightly, and said: "I like the way you look at me now. I have always been very inferior... I thought I was the humblest grain of dust in your eyes, but
The look in your eyes now makes me believe that I can be a flower."
Wen Shijue stretched out his hand, held Xiaodie on his knees, asked her to look into his eyes, and said affectionately: "Silly girl, you have always been the most beautiful flower in my eyes! Don't doubt my love for you!"
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Xiaodie hooked her hands around Wen Shijue's neck, with watery eyebrows and a flowery smile. She nodded meekly in front of Wen Shijue and said, "Well, from now on I will never doubt it again!"
Wen Shijue lowered his head, holding the long-lost delicate lips, sucking them greedily, and soon received an enthusiastic response from Xiaodie. Xiaodie pressed her body against hers, and the two of them entangled and twisted together.
Wen Shijue's hands moved eagerly over her body through the colorful linen skirt on her body. The slightly cool skin was set on fire in his palm inch by inch. Wherever he passed, not a blade of grass grew.
The temperature in the room seemed to have suddenly increased a lot, and both of them were feeling a little hot. They undressed and undressed each other, and expressed their hottest desires with the most tender movements.
Wen Shijue's hands touched every inch of skin that made him miss her so much, and he felt that her body became warm and soft under his caress, like a flower in full bloom, waiting for him to pluck it to his heart's content.
"Jue, be gentle...child..." Xiaodie was under Wen Shijue's body and had to gently remind Wen Shijue, who was moving more and more wildly.
"I know..." Wen Shijue said, suppressing his body's instinct, and left Xiaodie's body, then turned Xiaodie's body so that she was lying on her side, and slowly entered from behind her.
This is a very strange posture. The two people are tightly attached to each other, like conjoined twins.
Xiaodie was fully embraced by Wen Shijue, enjoying his thoughtfulness and love.
"I think this feels pretty good, what do you think?" Wen Shijue put his hands on Xiaodie's soft chest, holding the plump breasts in his hands, lowering his head slightly, and teasing her small and sensitive earlobes with his lips and tongue.
"Well... I also feel... very good..." Xiaodie answered vaguely, her face turning an intoxicating blush.
His embrace was so real and warm, giving her an endless sense of security. Xiaodie wanted to stay by his side like this for the rest of her life.
Staying by his side, with his warmth around you, and his warmth in your body, this is the ultimate happiness you want!
Wen Shijue hugged her tighter and expressed his love for her more fiercely. It was strong and hot and would never diminish!
Xiaodie's sight could just see the sketch above the bed, and the people in the painting looked at her with smiles. Xiaodie saw a kind of belief in their eyes, that they could be together forever!
The two people's bodies were tightly intertwined, and with every breath and breath, joy was flowing freely...
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