361. The Seven Lingering Nights of the Scum Girl 4
And she actually dared to run away!
After he did so many things secretly - she actually dared to do this trick. [26nbsp;]
Do you know how men deal with disobedient women?
There is one trick that is the most effective...
Therefore, his big hands are so cruel and ruthless, and his lips are so domineering and arrogant.
Little devil, little devil, why don’t you run out secretly at night?
Why?
If you ran out earlier...
If you sneak out again...
She knew his hard work, but she deliberately plundered his last little joy - no matter how he made it explicitly, no matter how he threatened and teased him... She just pretended not to understand and deliberately hid in the fallen flower palace...
At this moment, he completely ignored how her soft fingers grabbed his scars...
Maybe there were blood marks that oozed out, but he didn't care.
His body was completely controlled by another demon.
Only at this time, he may be a real man—
Only at this time can he indulge what he wants most in his heart...
Shameless!
A shameless man.
He pretended, why didn't he pretend anymore...
The ascetic emperor...
A man like Liu Xiahui...
The selfless person who is willing to benefit the country and dare not favoritize himself...
A man who is about to get married with the princess for a hundred years...
There was obviously another woman waiting, what was he doing?
Did he just love having sex and get addicted to it?
...
He seemed to hear her crying and scolding... But this was just an illusion... She just said nothing, struggled hard, and tried only to push him away with insignificant strength... But
It’s like Yugong moving mountains, her strength is so insignificant in front of him...
What's even more terrible is the increasingly rich smell that penetrates his naked chest... a strong masculine smell, abundant testosterone... a powerful male animal's instinctive attraction to female animals...
Moreover, she had already been familiar with the taste, the throbbing... it was like an addictive poison, once, twice, three times... She was about to forget the unbearable heat in loneliness, but she was just
Wake up easily again...
Therefore, the pushing hands seemed to have become a kind of desire to refuse and welcome...
Unexpectedly, it turns out that the difference between being strong and being strong is so big.