The clothes were on the floor, and the white and delicate skin on her body turned into a snow-white color in his eyes. She was open-minded by nature, and rarely paid attention to the scars on her body except on her face. Therefore, although the few scars on her body were not serious, they were still as white as the snow-white skin.
Huang Beiyue embarrassedly raised her hand to cover the scars that were so uncomfortable on her skin.
If she had known that this day would come, she should have made preparations to get rid of the scars. In his eyes, she wanted to be perfect.
Especially this, only once in a dream.
But it was too late to regret it now. He lowered his head and kissed her gently back and forth on a shallow scar on her shoulder.
He doesn't care whether she is beautiful or not, but he will feel sorry for her.
Huang Beiyue looked at him dimly, suddenly opened her arms and hugged his strong shoulders. Her eyes were like water, and her thick eyelashes cast a gentle silhouette under her eyelids.
Through the cover, you can see her half-opened and half-closed eyes, which sometimes show a faint smile.
There is innocence like an elf and innocence like a child.
The thin sunlight filtered in from the window, shining softly on her delicate skin, as tempting as a flower demon. His breathing paused for two seconds, and suddenly his body began to tighten, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes turned dark.
purple.
The close contact between skin and skin seemed unable to satisfy his aroused desire. It was beyond imagination that it was soft and delicate, and it actually made him long for it for so long...
He began to lay delicate kisses on her body, extending all the way from her neck to her smooth and flat belly, igniting the fire wantonly.
The tip of his tongue was as cold as water, and every place it passed made her hold on to him with some fear. She tried to raise her head, but she only saw his perfect demon-like profile.
She whispered: "Wing..."
A strange heat spread from her lower abdomen, just like the feeling in his body at this moment. It was unbearably empty. It was the first time in her life that she felt so empty.
This emptiness can only be filled by each other.
He raised his eyes and took a deep look at her. Then, he held her slender waist with both hands, raised it slightly, and began to enter slowly.
Afraid of hurting her, he moved very slowly, sweat gradually gathered on his forehead, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
When he encountered an obstacle, he stopped and stared at her with a bit of pain. The hoarse voice gathered around him like the night.
"It's not too late to regret now."
She was a little curious as to why he could still ask her so rationally in the dream, but she hoped that the emotions that were in harmony with him would take a deeper hold on her.
If she doesn't regret it, how could she? Maybe once in this life, she can be so close to him.
She shook her head gently, her eyes were hazy, her cheeks were slightly red, and her watery eyes reflected his sexy and charming face tortured by lust. Such an alluring look made the city fall.
Huang Beiyue is not immune either.
Huang Beiyue tried her best to smile at him, delicate and gentle. What kind of beautiful face was that? It was so beautiful that she could only dream of it.
"Kiss me, Wing."
He bent down and pressed her lips together, twisting and turning them vigorously, and at the same time he stood up suddenly...
She shouted softly, her body tensed up, and her little face wrinkled tightly.
He froze immediately and looked at her without daring to move, "Does it hurt?"
She frowned and said nothing, biting her lip, and he waited with bated breath. After a while, he endured the pain and shook his head, her face resting on his shoulder, but her eyes were moist.
