His fingers firmly held her pointed chin, she lowered her head, and her two hot lips were like a storm hitting the fresh petals.
His kiss is like his person, ruthless and ruthless...
The other big hand traveled to her chest and stroked it back and forth.
Murong Rong was pressed on the sofa by Yin Zai, unable to move, as if she was being held down by a mountain. She was so frightened that she couldn't help but tremble, and moving restlessly only aroused his lust even more.
His hands squeezed into her clothes, and the smooth and tender skin there made people linger even more, but the plunder under his lips did not diminish at all.
Under his almost crazy plunder, Murong Rong was in a daze, like a small boat in the stormy sea, being overturned by him at any time.
His lips are filled with the faint fragrance of tea, which is intoxicating and intoxicating.
Gradually, Murong Rong could hardly breathe and hurriedly pushed him who was as big as a mountain.
But Yin Zai, who was intoxicated with her delicious taste, couldn't let go of her at all. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, wanting to taste her to the fullest until he was satisfied.
Murong Rong kicked his feet wildly and kicked the purple sand teapot on the coffee table to the ground with a clang, breaking into pieces.
Yinzai finally let her go reluctantly. Seeing Murong Rong's charming little mouth breathing rapidly, he couldn't help but want to lower his head to pick it up again.
"don't want--"
Murong Rong looked at him in horror with a pair of little rabbit-like eyes, and retreated to the other side of the sofa.
The more she retreated, the closer he wanted to get, like a cat catching a mouse. "Honey, what don't you want?"
"No, so close?" Murong Rong's heart beat like a drum. She had never felt the pressure from the man in front of her like at this moment.
She wanted to escape, but she seemed to be a prey locked by him, with nowhere to escape. "Yin, Mr. Yin..."
"Huh?" His deep voice was dangerously low.
"Old, husband..." Murong Rong said softly and weakly.
This voice sounded so charming and charming to Yinzai's ears. She didn't have to do anything to make him so horny.
Yinzai stretched out his long arms and pulled her over again, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Honey, it's time for us to consummate the marriage."
"Um, we haven't known each other for long, it's too, too early..." Murong Rong quietly wrapped his big hand around her waist, but he wrapped it tighter and tighter, and finally clasped it tightly around her waist.