She was originally an unconscious move, seeking a kind of instinct to rely on, but this soft hand seemed to have some incredible magic. Ye Jia's body was tense again, and her young and strong body burned again like taking drugs.
As if he was about to give up on himself, he slid to hell.
Before Miaolian could come back to her senses, her body was pressed under his strong body again... It was a more intense joy than the first time she was panicked and helpless.
This time, both of them seemed to have completely abandoned fear and anxiety, and were truly and wholeheartedly savoring the pleasure between their lovers.
It was a primitive pleasure that people who love each other would. Under his fierce impact, she suddenly felt that she was becoming extremely powerful in an endless softness-
yes!
Even if it is a macro, so what?
Even if he wants to kill himself and Ye Jia, so what?
He has three palaces and six courtyards, and so many other women. Can't he find a second beloved man after being abandoned by him for many years?
No, no, I will never be afraid of him. Never.
As soon as the thought stabilized, she immediately devoted herself to it. It was the woman's instinctive plea to men - the clumsy Yejia, the poor Yejia... When he didn't know what to do, it was her - who knew what she knew
Everything—the experience of marrying her for several years—has been made unreserved, thousands of times, has been even more vigorously and pleasing to him—
This strong pleasure almost made Ye Jia, who was indifferent to human affairs, almost fainted.
At that time, he also forgot everything.
He forgot all his identity, status, careers he was engaged in - no, no, no, he only remembered those messiest days, he was an abandoned orphan, so fate never gave him any choice
Opportunity pushed him ten feet away from the world. The ancient Buddha of green lamps and scriptures were filled with the house, and the nose could only be filled with loneliness and emptiness...
At this moment, fate actually gave another opportunity - it was so erratic and deceitful, just like the snake in the Garden of Eden, appearing silently, holding the sweet golden apple, constantly seducing him
:You eat, eat—and if you eat this woman, it will become your ribs—