"What's wrong?" Ling Momo asked in confusion, and then her eyes suddenly opened wide, and she clearly felt that a certain part of the man close to her body was hot and hard. What did it mean?
It's clear.
Suddenly, his face turned red, and he really didn't dare to move in Li Qingshen's arms.
Li Qingshen stretched out his hand and slowly stroked her back.
Ling Momo's body tensed up and she became more and more obedient. Li Qingshen lowered his head gently and kissed her hair. Then, he slowly moved down and kissed her lips.
Ling Momo stretched out her hand, slightly grabbed his shoulder, felt his light kiss, blinked her eyelashes, and then slowly closed it, her body gradually softened.
As if feeling her softness, Li Qingshen's kiss became deeper and deeper. Ling Momo could clearly feel that the man's desire was getting stronger, and her heartbeat gradually became faster. For some reason
, came to mind again, that night, the deep kiss he gave her, Ling Momo's body gradually began to feel warm, and she couldn't help but moan, Li Qingshen heard her
With a low groan, his hand slowly began to stroke along her body.
Ling Momo couldn't help but raise her body and leaned into Li Qingshen's arms.
Li Qingshen snorted, and finally, unable to control himself, slowly pressed her under him.
Ling Momo knew what was going to happen next.
Tonight, she wasn't in much of a mood, but after complaining to Enson for a long time, she felt much better. Now that Enson was acting like this, she couldn't help but feel slightly dizzy and sinking.
Li Qingshen's movements were somewhat exploratory. He found that Ling Momo never refused, so he continued to do it bit by bit. It wasn't until he broke into her body that she moaned,
She lay under him very shyly and trembled.
Her trembling made Li Qingshen throb more and more crazily, blocking her lips. They struggled for a while until Ling Momo fainted, and then Li Qingshen gave up.
The night is very deep.
She lay in his arms and slept soundly.
Li Qingshen listened carefully to her breathing, and her heart rate became more stable bit by bit.
He silently hugged her tightly into his arms, tilted his head, and placed a shallow kiss on her forehead. Then he stared at her sleeping face in the darkness, all night long.
Close your eyes.
The room was dark and he couldn't see anything.
But he looked at it so persistently.
It was as if he could really see her sleeping face.
He loves her, and he can tell it when her voice sounds.
He loves her so much that he can clearly depict the outline of her facial features just by looking into the void.
He loved her so much that he engraved her in his heart. No matter how time and space changed, she could never be forgotten by him!
But tonight, there was a touch of sweetness and happiness in his heart.
The reason is very simple, it was just because she went to that party because of him!
Is it true that people who have been secretly in love for too long and suffered too much are so contented? They paid for her with no regrets, but she was so satisfied and contented just because of guilt!
