Look what he said. Yan Ying's irresponsibility made her want to kick him hard.
But before she could move her feet to show off her cruelty, Yan Ying took her fingertips into his lips as if addicted, sucking them with relish, and his soft tongue circled around her pink fingers, making her angry.
Resentment, anger, and some other messy emotions were all swept away.
She panicked and wanted to take it back, but he held her wrist tightly, not allowing him to escape. He further occupied her wrist, worshiping her with his lips all the way, under the nameless tree with flowers flying in the sky, imprinting on every inch of her skin.
He gave off an exclusive scent. This skin, as clear and transparent as snow brocade, with a light pink color, was like the most delicious delicacy in the world. Only he was qualified to taste it. From beginning to end, it was completely exclusive to him.
Ruoruo only felt that her body was completely involuntary, and there was heat everywhere. She clung to him passively and resisted lightly, "Brother Yan Yin, don't...be seen here...by others."
So shameful and erotic. Although the Flower Valley is deserted and has strict controls, there will still be guards patrolling. If she is caught, she will really have no face to see people in the future.[
"Call me husband, be good Ruoruo, I'm not your brother, I'm your man..." It's okay not to say it. Stimulated by the annoying word "brother", his actions became more fiery and bold, tearing apart the obstacles blocking his way.
Clothes, his free big hand went straight in, held the two little rabbits jumping on her chest, and said seductively, "You have grown up a lot, Xiao Ruoruo, you usually wear clothes and long skirts, I really can't tell you that you are so 'material'
."
"Husband..." Ru Ruan was arrogant and panting. It was the most beautiful natural sound in the world. She had been saying no, no, no, but she was clinging to Yan Ying's body and gave a completely opposite reaction, "We
...Go back to your room.”
"I can't wait, Ruoruo." He finally captured the red lips that kept chattering...
The night is dark, the spring is boundless, and the ignorant people have long since withdrawn from the distance. This Valley of Flowers is originally a cradle for lovers.
Amid the fiery rhythm, Ruoruo opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a crescent moon shyly covering Yan Ying's strong back with a silver veil...