"Where is the fire? Why didn't I see it? I only saw that I was playing Yi Hard Hard..."
Zhong Qing gently pushed her hair behind her ears and looked at Yi Jian charmingly. There was a strong hint of teasing in her brows and eyes. She held Yi Jianhen in her hand and fiddled with it back and forth, her tone changing.
With a bit of charm: "Young Marshal, do you think I am fulfilling my duties as a wife?"
Yi Jian's eyes sank, his throat went up and down, and he pinched her small buttocks with both hands, but his tone contained a strong warning: "Get off...otherwise, you will regret it!"
He has not forgotten that her menstruation is here. If she didn't have this shield now, does she think she can lie on his body like nothing happened and make him feel uncomfortable with enthusiasm?
He had already pinned her down and wiped her alive, leaving no trace of her left!
Zhong Qing was not afraid of his threats. She just felt that because of his lack of explanation, she actually misunderstood that he and Yang Ting had a child. She had been worried and sad for so long in vain, but he deliberately made him sad like this.
, then, now, he also wants to make him sad!
Thinking of this, Zhongqing bent his fingers and pinched Yi Harden hard.
Sweat broke out on Yi Jian's forehead, and her whole body was trembling. She stared closely at the fearless little woman on her body, and her pupils slowly began to shrink little by little!
Zhongqing means being satisfied with Yi Jian's expression at this moment. The more he is... burning with lust and making her whole body feel extremely uncomfortable, the more comfortable she feels in her heart. She raises her chin high and uses her unskilled fingers.
Playing with Yi Hard Hard, I felt that Yi Hard Hard grew up in my soft hands, becoming hard, thick, red and swollen...
Zhong Qing raised her head inadvertently, only to find that Yi Jian's expression was particularly terrifying. Her heart skipped a beat, knowing that she seemed to have gone too far. She immediately jumped from Yi Jian's body to the ground, staring at her with a pair of big eyes.
The vertical one is easy to harden, and then it is facing the sand
Yi Jian, with disheveled hair and disheveled hair, smiled softly and charmingly: "Young Marshal, do you feel very comfortable now... I think so... But... it may take a while.
, Only then can I satisfy you... Do you think it's easy or hard?"--