The precious gold wine flowed out and stained the fine wool blanket, and was absorbed instantly.
"Ye, can't I?" Her white and tender hands grasped the big palm in front of her without thinking, her clear eyes now stained with a bit of moisture.
Chu Chu is pitiful, but it makes it easier for the devil in her body to wake up.
Hearing these words, Ye Yan's eyes darkened due to the tenderness he felt on his hands, and an emotion called desire was instantly ignited.
Today, she is wearing a pure white knee-length dress, which outlines a thin but exquisite figure. The chest is designed in a ladylike style, not leaking any of the beautiful scenery, and it seems to be deliberately covered up, which makes people want to peep.
The mystery inside, a 17-year-old girl, is not yet fully developed, but it can still make people feel an impulse, an impulse to tarnish the innocence and whiteness.
This is a pure...poppy.
But now, whether it was because of drinking or because the face in his memory was the same as the person in front of him, his throat tightened, and Ye Yan felt a small hand in his heart provoking him, and a heat slowly gathered in his abdomen.
Go straight to one place.
"Ye, as long as you need me, I'm willing to do anything." Taking a step forward, the two of them got closer, their heads leaned forward slightly, and their breath spread on the man's neck, causing the man's body to tremble.
Stiff.
There was a sudden pain in his arm, and suddenly the world was spinning. On the huge bed, Ziyu's thin figure fell on it, and the black shadow fell down, followed by a hot kiss, and the cold and flexible tongue washed, every corner was full of pain.
Let it go.
Wherever he went, Ziyu trembled with fear.
The madness in her mouth was so cold, but it made her feel like her body was on fire.
Lingering, hot.
A man's kiss is like his own person, strong, undeniable, and cold.
Domineering entanglement and brutal pursuit.
Soon, Ziyu felt that there was not enough oxygen in her chest. The man's weight and the lack of oxygen entering her body made her breathing quicken, and her pure little face was forced to drip with blood.
Her little hands reflexively hit the man on top of her, hoping that he would let her breathe air.
God, how could it be so sweet? Such a small mouth was so sweet that he couldn't help himself. Even the moon didn't make him want to stop.
Ye Yan didn't pay any attention to the force on his shoulder that was like tickling, and his dexterous tongue continued to plunder the addictive sweetness.
The heat grew higher and higher until he felt something was wrong with the person beneath him. Ye Yan propped up his body with both hands, leaving a little space.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the sudden burst of air made Ziyu gulp down the words without hesitation.
God, I'm saved.
"It seems that she is really a little girl." An evil voice sounded, and Ye Yan looked at Ziyu who was breathing heavily under him in a funny way. To be honest, he really felt a little proud and superior now.
Judging from Ziyu's behavior, this was definitely her first kiss. She never imagined that he would be her first man.
"I...I...can't...can't breathe." She gasped in an accusing tone, looking down at her man with some plaintive eyes. At that moment, she really felt that she would suffocate to death.
.
The angry tone and sad eyes aroused the beast in his heart. Storms gathered in his eyes, and the desire in his lower abdomen flowed more violently, burning fiercely.