Suddenly, as if she woke up, she let out a low sigh. In her drunken eyes, she didn't know whether it was confusion or desire, but she just opened her red lips slightly and looked at him with gleaming eyes.
To Du Jiawen, such a gentle sigh was like fire, and her breathing seemed to be so hot that it would melt her body.
Maybe she was very drunk, maybe she was just drinking to be bolder, her half-open starry eyes like that were enough to seduce any normal man!
Except for the underwear that covered her important parts, her body was slender in the air, glowing as softly as clam beads under the faint moonlight.
As if he had been hypnotized, Du Jiawen felt his mouth was dry. Even if he wanted to say a few witticisms to cheer up the atmosphere, he suddenly forgot how to speak. At this time, words became a pale decoration.
Xiang Xiaochuang may have felt tired, but he unhesitatingly lowered his body, dragged a pillow next to him, turned sideways and closed his eyes.
Du Jiawen was a little dumbfounded, this Xiang Xiaochuang...but the desire in his heart still swept over him over and over again.
He was not that kind of young boy. Looking at Xiang Xiaochuang's appearance, he knew that she would not take the initiative to remove those obstructive clothes for him, so she could only do it herself, which was still in an orderly manner.
But that heart was beating more and more fiercely, almost breaking through the chest.
Du Jiawen stepped forward and used his nimble fingers to untie the remaining underwear for Xiang Xiaochuang. However, she let out a "squeak" and lay on her back. All the scenery was displayed in front of Du Jiawen in an instant. The blood was flowing in the air.
In an instant, it came to mind. Du Jiawen could even hear his own heartbeat and breathing.
She has a good figure, a slim waist and plump hips, and even and slender bones. Her skin is as white and smooth as if it leaves red marks if she exerts any force. Her long black hair is like fine silk satin, smooth and soft, but because of that
He turned over and looked a little messy, laying it on the snow-white pillow. Black and white seemed like the strongest visual impact, making him suddenly unable to hold back.
His heart was as soft as water, and his desire spread lingeringly, causing his body to tremble. He finally reached out and hugged her tightly little by little.
Nephrite is warm and fragrant, indeed it is.
The heartbeats seemed to beat to the same melody. Her body in his arms was petite and lovely, like a rib on his body, fitting to an incredible degree.
In the flames that were burning more and more fiercely, he and she no longer knew where they were. It was just that as the flames rolled, the fire burned even hotter...