She struggled, and he knew he couldn't delay it any longer, so he held her in his arms and kicked the water hard, rising straight up, with a "splash" sound in the quiet night sky, and bursting out of the water.
Her long hair stuck to her face, but she had no time to clean it up. She just gasped hard, suffocating her to death. Wraith was so bad, and Emmas was so angry that she glared at him while panting.
Seeing how greedily she breathed and breathed, Wraith secretly regretted it, and for a moment he got playful and wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect that it made her so sad.
He raised his hand to brush away the strands of wet hair stuck to her cheeks, and tucked them behind her ears. Her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips were all exposed, and her moist face was so beautiful under the moonlight. He looked at her and couldn't help but sigh.
I called out "Sisi", the voice was so soft and emotional, judo was deep in my bones.
After his breathing rate returned to normal, Emmaus began to beat his chest with his arms.
"Why don't you let me up! You bad guy, I almost choked myself to death. It's so bad! It's so bad!" Emmaus didn't realize that her blame actually sounded more like coquettishness.
A grunting sound escaped from Wraith's throat, and he suppressed a muffled laugh.
Wraith grabbed her two little paws that were waving around, pressed them tightly against her chest, leaned forward, and kissed her firmly.
She gradually stopped struggling and became quiet, limp and melting into his chest, his lips and tongue, and his caresses little by little.
After a long time, Wraith reluctantly let go of Emmaus.
He picked her up from the sea and strode ashore.
Walking to the beach, Wraith put Emma down. Then he grabbed his shirt from the beach and spread it on the beach.
Emmas glared at Wraith shyly, "What are you going to do?" Why did you carry her ashore?
However, Wraith looked calm and unashamed, sitting on his shirt, watching her patting her side, "Come here."
Emmas shook his head, "No! Your shirt is very see-through. I'm so wet now. If I sit down, a lot of sand will stick to it and make it dirty. I won't!" Then she asked him again, "
Strange, aren't you very particular about it? Why don't you find a lounge chair and lie down leisurely? If you have to stay here, it will be full of sand!"
Wraith has always paid attention to the quality of life. When he was on a mission, he had no choice but to endure the harsh living environment. He was usually very clean.
Wraith lifted his lips enigmatically, looking particularly evil, "The recliner is not sturdy, I can't help but wait for what we are going to do later."
Emma's thoughts were messy in the wind...
Then he asked in disbelief, "Don't you want to... force a good girl... to do that with you... right here... at this time!!"
Wraith nodded immediately and replied shamelessly: "The beautiful scenery, the right time and the right place, and my lover is interested in my sister, why not?" After saying this, he unexpectedly pulled Emmas, and she lost her balance and screamed.
fell on his chest.
"Wraith, why are you so unruly? This is outside, in the open air. Can we go back to the room?" She patted his chest and asked coquettishly. There was no limit to what he could think of.
Ming Hun heard and added, hugging her tightly and kissing the tip of her nose, "Why don't we just spend the night here? Isn't it romantic? Hmm? How exciting."