Because of his height, she was now almost buried in his arms.
Even, he hooked his fingers around her waist and rubbed her waist skin lightly.
No one can escape the charm of ruthlessness.
However, Jinyu looked indifferent. Although she was receiving his kiss, her body did not change at all from usual. Even though he tried his best to tease, she still looked like nothing but...
Fear and terror are still the same as fear and terror.
Boqing closed her eyes and kissed her deeper and deeper.[
He pressed her into a bow shape, with his strong chest pressed tightly against her body.
His actions were very doting, even with a bit of pity. However, when Bo Qing opened his eyes, with a touch of charm in his eyes, he saw the woman trembling, as if she was suffering silently.
All the tenderness in his eyes faded away, and a violent storm swept through his eyes, enjoying how Jin Yu pretended to be calm despite being extremely scared.
A sneer appeared on his lips, as if he had a premonition of something, he stretched out his hand towards her
It's really dry there.
Jinyu was in so much pain that he didn't dare to blink, fearing that if he did, he would shed tears.
Bo Qing had no intention of letting her go. He just stared at her. With his tall body, he squeezed her to the elevator, stretched out his hand, and trapped her fiercely.
"I have nothing to do with you anymore."
Jin Yu moved his body, but felt nothing but pain. He frowned and replied.
When Boqing heard such words, she suddenly smiled, and her smile was extremely bright.
His hands held up her waist, trying to penetrate her body.
It's been one year, three hundred and sixty-five days, and I've been thinking about her body and her feelings a lot, so let's do it first and then talk about it...
His hot hands were still on her body, feeling her body tremble slightly.
It was clearly out of fear, but he treated her harder and harder, refusing to let her go!
He found the woman's sensitive spot and kissed it slowly.
Just now, she didn't feel anything, maybe because her body was relatively slow.
With Bo Qing thinking like this, he began to guide her more and more, as if he wanted to guide the passion in her body.
His lips were also gently pressed against hers in a fiery and lingering kiss.