The blurred influence of two people is reflected in the glass house, stimulating his and her senses. As long as you look up or turn your head, you can clearly find the intimate images of the two people on the mirror.
When Luo Qingxue was already convulsing and expelling the effectiveness of the essential oil from her body, Leng Yunting was just about to raise his gun and go into battle. The two people who soon became entangled, under the influence of the incense, did not care about sharing food with each other.
. There is no need to have any worries or doubts. They are already husband and wife, and this house has been rented by him for an afternoon. They rolled over on the not-so-large massage table, rolling up the white skin underneath.
Blankets, kisses, entanglements, contact... It seems that there is no need to think about other things, work, family, relatives, third parties, only him and her, completely releasing the unhappiness and anger these days.
Even with the air conditioner turned on, their bodies were quickly covered with a thin layer of sweat. After a battle, they took a short break and started the journey again before they even left the battlefield...
Before getting married, because of five years of misunderstanding, because of five years of hatred, because of the feud between the Ji family and the Leng family, because of the Long family, because of Leilei, because of Lin Yuchen, although they fell in love, they never relaxed their spirits for a day.
After getting married, it was because of their cute yet annoying son, the haunting Lin Yuchen, and the passerby who jumped out to cause trouble... In short, although they were on their honeymoon, they never lived happily for a day.[
The scene at this moment is really very similar to how Leng Yunting abducted her to the small island he bought. In a deserted environment, she can even be intimate under the blue sky and white clouds...
After the excitement was over, I don’t know how much time had passed. However, looking out from the glass house, I could vaguely see that the originally dazzling afternoon sun gradually turned bright red.
He hugged her and finally fell on the bed exhausted. Looking at the naked man and woman standing side by side on the ceiling, he was breathing heavily, but there was a smile on his lips.
Turning around, like a woodpecker, he sprinkled crimson marks on his wife's body. Finally, he happily kissed the corners of her lips, and even tasted his own taste happily on her tongue.
"Qing, Qingxue..." He opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, like rich and mellow coffee, with a fragrant breath.
"Well..." There was no strength left in her fingertips.
There will be two updates at noon tomorrow, um, go to bed~