Zhongqing looked a little dazzled, but she felt that the man in front of her was so exquisite that it seemed unreal. Every part of his body seemed to be revealing a layer of... weirdness and mystery.
Zhong Qing swallowed her saliva subconsciously. She looked at the man in front of her, who was as beautiful as jade, and her whole body was sad, and there was an indescribable sultry heat in her body.
She stretched out her hand, pushed Yi Jian gently, and whispered in a low voice: "If you want to say something, please tell me quickly. Why did you bring me to the bed to talk?"
Yi Jian said nothing, just looked at her, stretched out his fingers, and slowly moved them over her lips bit by bit.
Zhong Qing didn't know why, but even now she wouldn't be so frightened by the things she and Yi Jian had done many times, but the man's eyes and movements at this moment were full of arousal...
It means that she has already sunk before the show even begins.
Zhongqing is a little scared.
She opened her mouth and felt that the sounds coming out of her throat had a sexy tone: "Young Marshal... aren't you hungry?"
"Have an appetizer before dinner." Yi Jian lowered his head, blocked her lips, swallowed up her voice, and set off a frenzy.
Maybe it was because he hadn't done it for several days, but this time, he was very involved. He kissed her chest, held it in his tongue, bit it, rubbed it, and rolled it around, making her crazy.
trembling.
She stretched out her hands and tightly grasped the bed sheets under her body. She felt that her whole body was like being swept by electricity, and her limbs and bones were extremely numb.
After all, love could not withstand such teasing. Her whole body was already melting under his body. Her body was slightly rubbing against his skin, as if she was longing for more.
Yi Jian lowered her head, her brows and eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness, and she took small bites of her cherries and kept eating them, as if she couldn't get enough in her whole life.
Some of the objects he had regained consciousness were pressing hard against the top of her thighs. She blushed and trembled.
He stretched out his hand and tugged at their clothes eagerly. She helped him obediently, kicking her legs and quickly taking off their clothes completely.
He was in no hurry to go in, as if he was deliberately torturing her and himself.
She wanted to, but was too shy to speak. She was always moving her head against him, like a cute and lazy little animal. Yi Jian looked at her like this and thought there was something cute about it. Such a woman just wanted to
