Chapter 36: This posture is considered horseback riding [2]
Only then did Feng Xizi realize that she was... riding on him!?
Condescendingly, she breathed heavily and looked at his beautiful white jade cheeks, "If I say I don't like it, will you let me go?"
He smiled and asked instead, "What do you think?"
Of course not. No one knows better than her the character that a man must acquire when he has a goal. What's more, she is still "riding a tiger to get off", so how could he let her go?
In a situation where she would not be able to escape, she, Feng Xizi, had to 'teach' Mo Zhilan a lesson!
There was another look of unwillingness to admit defeat in her eyes. She bit her lower lip, and with her cold little hands trembling slightly, she unbuttoned his silk pants and felt his hot and hard manhood. A strange feeling came, like a wave.
Something came to her mind. She hesitated a little, and almost wanted to let go, but when she thought of this man pressing under her, she had to do whatever she said!
Mo Zhilan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and knitted his elegant brows together, feeling the touch of her soft skin with his desire.
Why did she have to be pressed down by him, Cheng~Huan, she insisted... she insisted on doing the opposite! Her lower lip was almost bitten with teeth marks, and her round pink buttocks moved above him, slowly
Slowly, timidly but firmly, he sat down.
Although I had no regrets, I was inexperienced and tried hard several times without success. I "passed by" him every time.
The man beneath him, who looked like an immortal, finally let out a low groan.
His Zi'er was really a bold and passionate woman, teasing him so crudely that he almost couldn't control it. Her coquettishness at the moment was enough to destroy the self-control he was proud of - he pressed
Holding her slender waist, he suddenly arched his body, followed her softness, and broke into her vagina.
"Ah -" she exclaimed, arching her body, supporting his chest with both hands, her black hair half covering her delicate body, as if she was controlling a tiger that had lost its harmless appearance. Instinct took over everything, she
Slowly, deeply, rising and falling on his manhood, feeling the hottest and most delicate friction of him against her depths.
Outside the silk gauze, one could only vaguely see the slender woman and the forbearing and clear-minded man... The soft moans and low gasps made Yuehua shy away.
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The morning sun enters the room through the carved window lattice, and the silk gauze blocks some of the sunlight, making the room soft and quiet.
Under the gauze curtain, the white fingers moved slightly.
The thin silk quilt covered her graceful body, and the looming curves created an attractive charm as she turned.
Feng Xi's purple long eyelashes twitched, and she woke up from her sleep. Before she was conscious, she moved her palm to her side - there was no one there, and the quilt was cold.
Why did he leave?
never mind……
Supporting her sore back, she lazily stood up.
Ting He, who was waiting outside the door, was already familiar with her habits. As soon as he heard any movement in the room, he immediately knocked on the door and said, "Miss, are you awake?"
"Well, prepare hot water, I want to take a bath."
After a while, Tinghe ordered the maids to carry the large bathtub inlaid with warm jade into the inner room, filled it with warm water, sprinkled flower petals, and said respectfully: "Miss, you can take a bath now."
After everyone had exited, Feng Xizi opened the veil and got out of bed naked.
The sunlight blocked by the silk gauze filled the room with softness. Her white and delicate body was gleaming and beautiful. Her neat and slender toes stepped on the small ladder and paddled the petals in the warm water, and then her whole body was immersed in the water.