Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of him, stretched out his fist and knocked on his chest, sobbing vaguely: "Qi Feng, let me go."
Qi Feng ignored her resistance and held her tightly in his arms. He looked down at her face and found that her cheeks were bright red and her eyes were misty, as if she had two drops of crystal spring water in her mouth.
Panting.
Qi Feng's eyes deepened, and with a sudden force of his fingers, he picked her up horizontally, lowered his head and smiled seductively, turned around and walked towards the room while holding her in his arms.
"What are you doing? What... what are you going to do?" Yan Yan was held in his arms, his face was so red that it looked like it was stained with rouge, his hazy eyes blinked with a trace of confusion, and his thin and dense eyelashes
Just like a butterfly spreading its wings, it keeps flickering.
Qi Feng had never seen her look so soft and innocent. He only felt that there was a soft and spring-like emotion growing deep in his heart, which instantly surrounded his heart from all sides. This feeling made his heart suddenly sink into
She couldn't extricate herself from her tenderness and just wanted to sink.
He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her lips, murmuring in a low voice: "Yanyan..."
Yanyan felt her whole body trembling slightly. The breath on his body made her feel sinking, and his soft light made her reluctant to leave.
"Qi Feng..."
Yanyan held his neck and leaned softly in his arms, shouting in a low voice, wanting him to let her go. However, she found that she was so nervous that she couldn't even speak.
She saw the familiar heat igniting in his eyes, and his eyes gradually began to blur. By the time she reacted, he had already carried her to the bed.
Qi Feng put Yan Yan down, and without giving her time to react, he reached out to take off her clothes. Seeing Qi Feng reaching out to take off her clothes, his mind went blank for a moment. There was a rustle, and the clothes on her body went blank.
She had been pulled away by him, and instantly bloomed like petals, revealing her snowy shoulders as white as ice and snow and the moon-white bellyband on her chest.
For a moment, Yanyan's face turned red, and even the roots of her ears were red. She hugged her shoulders and raised her head, only to see his black eyes staring straight at her chest, and the heat in his eyes became more intense.
"Qi Feng, you can't..." He spat out a few words weakly. He listened, but it was a fatal temptation. He reached out to untie the bellyband on her chest, but she just held it and held her hands on her chest.
In front of me, my face was getting redder and redder.
The corners of Qi Feng's lips curled up into an evil smile, and a burning light flashed in his black eyes. He stretched out his fingers and gently slid the lines on her face, saying: "Yanyan..." He called her
The name is gentle and long, as if it contains countless favors and unspeakable emotions.
Her heart was rippling little by little with his fingers, and her eyes were becoming more and more blurred.
Qi Feng leaned close to her, feeling the softness in his arms, and slowly slid his fingers to the bellyband on her chest. In his hazy words, he felt his fingers touching her skin warmly, and he suddenly felt nervous and panicked.
She grabbed his finger, but he held it gently with his backhand.
"Yanyan..." He felt her helplessness and nervousness. His warm body approached her extremely slowly, as if it had been a century. He covered her delicate body, and his hot lips were close to hers, gentle and gentle.
He seduced her thoughtfully. It wasn't until he felt that she was no longer nervously resisting him and slowly responding to him that he gradually deepened the kiss, his lips and tongue going deep into her passionately, wanting endlessly.
An unbearable heat surged from Yanyan's body, and she felt that her consciousness no longer belonged to her. She felt that she was about to turn into a pool of spring water under his passion. She couldn't help but moan softly, feeling the lightness of the person on her body.
With a slight tremble, his hands suddenly grasped her waist and hugged her waist tightly, his hot skin touching hers tightly.
His breath became more and more hot, sliding from her lips to her white neck, and then to her ears. His thin lips gently bit her small earlobe, and his low and gentle voice whispered in her ears.
With a long mute voice, "Yanyan..."
His voice seemed to have some kind of magic power. Yanyan's face actually turned slightly hot under his voice, and he couldn't help but respond softly.
She felt that one of his hands was around her waist, and the other hand had already reached out to take off her clothes. She followed his kiss in confusion, and felt a kind of desire quietly ignited in her heart.
Although he kissed her very passionately and with a kind of wild confusion, he did not miss the fire igniting in her eyes. He felt hot in his heart and sped up the action of taking off his clothes.
"Dad, mother, what are you doing?"
The room where the faint fragrance flowed was silent except for their rapid breathing, but suddenly a childish voice sounded.
No matter how strong the lust was, he was frightened away. Qi Feng was so frightened that he left Yan Yan like lightning. Yan Yan immediately pulled his clothes and put them on himself.
The two people on the bed looked at the door of the room in embarrassment at the same time, only to see Xia Lele sticking her head in and looking at them innocently.
"Leer, what are you doing there?" Qi Fengxuan frowned deeply, but his face turned red.
"Mother, Le'er wants to kiss you too." Xia Lele ignored Qi Feng's question, opened her hands and ran into the room, towards Yan Yan on the bed.
At this time, Yanyan had already put on her clothes in a panic, but her face was red and hot. She suddenly felt annoyed and forgot that Leer was also in Guiyan Pavilion.
After all, Xia Lele was still unable to kiss his mother, because as soon as he ran to the bedside, his jealous father intercepted him and hugged him, "You can't kiss your mother. From now on, only dad can do it."
relative."
"Why?" Xia Lele opened his eyes in confusion, and saw that his father's handsome face was obscure. He looked at his mother, then at Qi Feng, and saw that both of their faces were flushed
.
"No reason, I can't kiss her anyway, you can only kiss your future wife."
Xia Lele looked at them with a flat mouth, then suddenly raised the corner of her mouth with an evil smile, "Dad, if you didn't let Le'er kiss your mother, did you accidentally have Le'er back then?"
As soon as they finished speaking, their faces suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and even their ears turned red.
"Le'er, it's time for you to sleep." Qi Feng blushed and carried Le'er to the door. However, his hand pulled the quilt on the bed hard and shouted, "I can't sleep yet, I
Don't go to sleep."
Neither father nor son gave in to the other, and Le'er's voice rang loudly in the room. Yan Yan blushed with embarrassment, took Le'er's hand, and said softly: "Qi Feng, you are almost hurting Le'er.
"
Qi Feng suddenly felt frustrated and put Xia Lele back on the bed, but still pulled him to prevent him from getting too close to Yanyan.
Xia Lele sat on the bed with her mouth flat and murmured: "Father and mother haven't told Le'er yet whether this is how Le'er was born."
The two people's faces turned red again. Qi Feng couldn't bear it anymore. He reached out and picked up Xia Lele and walked to the door. Regardless of Xia Lele yelling in his arms, he carried him back to the other side.
In a room, he threw it on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered him with it, saying harshly: "Sleep!"
The person on the bed chuckled, "Daddy's face is so red, even redder than mother's rouge."
Qi Feng glared at him and hurriedly left his room. The night breeze blew, and his whole body trembled slightly, but he found that the heat on his face had not diminished at all. He hurried back to Yanyan's room. At this time, she
Already sitting upright in the chair.
"Qi Feng, it's time for you to go back and rest." Yan Yanqiang pretended to be calm.
However, the more she pretended to be calm, the hotter her face became, as if she had been caught doing something wrong. He did not speak, his dark eyes stared deeply at every expression on her face.
.
Her eyes were lowered, her eyelashes were quivering like butterflies, her hair was slightly messy on her chest, and the pale yellow candlelight reflected her fair skin, which was a bright red.
Yanyan's fingers were clenched tightly. Thinking of the previous scene, her heart was beating wildly without rhythm. Although she didn't raise her head, she could still feel the two blazing eyes in front of her burning at her. She gently
She bit her lip, raised her eyelashes and looked at him, looking into his dark eyes, "I'm going to rest, you should go back and rest too."
"Yanyan..." He called her gently, walked into her stubbornly, and quickly carried her to the bed. Without waiting for her to react, his fingers quickly took off all the clothes she had put on again, and even
The moon-white bellyband also faded away.
Seeing the handsome face in front of her quickly enlarging in front of her, he lowered his head, pursed her red lips, and penetrated his long tongue, teasing every inch of her softness. His compelling masculine aura instantly occupied her.
His lips and tongue made her almost breathless.
Yanyan was trapped under him, and he surrounded her from all directions with his wild masculine aura. He stretched out his tongue and gently slid over every inch of her skin until he bit the delicate upper part of her chest, causing her to let out a very loud cry.
It was only through Meiyan's moans that he allowed the two of them to come together perfectly.
The delicate skin was so close to each other that there was no gap. His long thrust made her finally unable to help but moan incessantly, and she hugged his waist tightly with both hands, wanting to ask for more.
Seemingly satisfied with her reaction, a charming smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He could feel the secret emotions surging in each other's bodies. He wanted to give her everything he had, and wished he could rub her into his own bones and blood.
She moaned softly and lost her mind under his passion. She couldn't help but tremble and ask for more and faster desire from him. His attacks also deepened with her moans, swallowing her up.
Everything flowed from his body to hers like wave after wave.
Yanyan's consciousness gradually became chaotic, and she felt so tired. However, she vaguely felt his caress, and strong desire surged towards the two of them again.
One night, she didn't know how many times he made her want to stop. Until the end, the two of them leaned together weakly, and she fell asleep on his chest covered with fine beads of sweat.