Chapter 323: Why We Need to Know Me Before We Meet 4
She sat condescendingly on the sofa, like a queen, holding up her spear high.
Proud, straightened his chest.
Proud, straightened his neck.
Proudly raised his chin.
Then, she bent down charmingly, and her black hair, like a waterfall, was scattered on his body, and circled an entangled arc.
The petal-like lips pecked at the corners of his lips.
(Ahem, n words are omitted here, please imagine it yourself. It’s the end of the year, river crabs have crawled, and the Heavenly Kingdom wants the little friends to study hard, improve every day, and bean curd)
Then, she slowly fell down and drew circles on his chest.
She smiled charmingly: "I heard that Mr. Leng's strength is very powerful?"
Leng Yunting was a little confused. What was wrong?
Although her posture on him could make him deeper and almost touch her soft heart.
However, it is definitely unhappy for a man to be counter-pressed.
She is not the girl from five years ago.
However, it has been so many years that she rarely makes him a little moved?
Bah! He wasn't moved.
At most, his possession, desire and desire are men!
Right, it is possession, possession, desire!
Because she was angry that she attracted herself, she was not concerned about him at all.
Instead, he put his hand on others!
What made him most angry was especially!
Those men are really so nice to her, especially his silly brother!
By the way, at the beginning, he must have wanted to talk to her because of Leng Yunlin's phone call.
If she showed a strong interest in herself from the beginning and obeyed him like other women, he was afraid that after touching her, he would throw her behind his head.
However, she was beyond his expectations countless times.
Just like now.
She lay on his body and moved gently back and forth.
The speed of his temper made his whole body tense tight.
It seemed that all the nerves in the whole body were concentrated on his lower abdomen.
This woman!
Looking down at her again, she frowned and bit her lower lip, as if she had endured it extremely hard.
Extend your hand and embrace her smooth vest.
When her fingers touched her slender waist, she suddenly froze.
Still not used to having a man touching her so intimately.
Leng Yunting's mouth curled up a smile.
"Are you going to keep doing this?"
His hoarse voice sounded over her head.
She looked up at him with some clues.
He smiled suddenly, and his big hand suddenly grabbed her perky round hill.
"If you don't move, just give it to me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers suddenly hugged her waist tightly and advanced violently!
She was bumped up and down violently by him, like a small boat in a storm, deviating from the channel in the wind and rain.
The storm-like attack hit her in a daze.
But even so, she still locked his body tightly, so that he could not turn over the serf as his master no matter what.
This feeling is like fighting a war.
When the two armies face each other, neither of them will submit to each other and everyone will strive for the initiative.
She pressed him hard, and he tried his best to move forward.
It was like a fierce horse, pounding desperately, but she held the horse's neck tightly and didn't let go no matter how hard she tapped it.
He kept making the final sprint, but he couldn't beat her up smoothly.