Chapter 884: The past of the young marshal and Zhongqing [25]
By some strange combination of gods and ghosts, the second son of the Yi family, who wanted the wind and the rain to come, unexpectedly became a thief, stretched out his hand, and quietly took away her handkerchief.
I took it away.
He stole deliberately, but he lost his heart.
Yi Jian pressed her lips against hers and smiled maliciously, her voice low and lingering: "Well... I just took it away... I think it's good... I didn't expect that I would lose mine by accident."
My whole life, I stole your whole life..."
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I would exchange my life for a lifetime of embracing you.
What exquisite love!
So, there was a lingering feeling.
The body is the most honest expression given to each other.
From the beginning to the present, it is the language that is least likely to lie when lovers communicate sincerely.
He didn't speak and she was very obedient.
He seemed to be in a good mood, making love to her in a real and honest way, both in mind and body.
Her warm body wrapped around his hot body, lingering together.
He slowly filled her up and took hold of her body firmly. She felt as if she was being torn apart. It was very comfortable. He moved restlessly in and out of her body, rubbing against her.
It felt like her whole body was being bitten by many tiny ants, itchy and numb, but he continued to pester her very patiently, endlessly.
She was pinned down by him and seemed unhappy. Later, he simply picked her up and put her on the ground, letting her press her hands on the table while he entered from behind. This made the two of them more united.
Being together, countless ambiguous...ambiguous tones came out endlessly.
Zhongqing was so weak by him that she almost sat down on the ground limply. However, he stretched out his arms, circled her waist, dragged her, clung to her, and beat her hard every time.
Wanting her fiercely, her warmth, his unusual fascination, she couldn't bear it anymore. She stretched out her hand, wrapped it around his neck, hung it on his body, and let him toss her endlessly.
Own.
They were already extremely familiar with each other's bodies, but who knew that he still never disliked her or got tired of it, he just felt that every time, it was the time to express his love for her most vividly.