Huangfu Lin came back to his senses, smiled, held her unbearable slender waist, and Ning Xiaotong fell on his chest.
"Rin, are you really okay?" She listened to his heartbeat, still worried.
"Well, maybe I'm too busy these days." Huangfu Lin's expression returned to normal, "You also know that Tang Yu wants me to take care of him again." On Zui's side, Song Gang has almost mastered it, but
Arms is a huge business, and if it was all handed over to Tang Yu at once, it would be too much for him, so he had to take his time.
After they reconciled, he no longer hid this from Xiaotong. Xiaotong also knew that he prepared a golden basin to wash his hands for herself and retired, and she was happy in her heart.
"Well," Ning Xiaotong stopped asking and said in a soft tone, "You have a good rest these days and don't overuse your brain. I will be by your side."
"Xiaotong." He hugged her into his arms. Looking at the face with a bright smile in front of him, Huangfu Lin's heart flashed with turmoil. Xiaotong, what should I do? Is it destined by God to want me to give up on you?
His rough hands were playfully copying that pretty face, as if he wanted to embed her appearance deeply into his mind.
In fact, there is no need to deliberately remember it, because her smile has been buried deep in my heart for countless days and nights.
His lips slowly kissed her, lingering and turning, tenderly.
Xiao Tong was also moved and couldn't help but start kissing him back.
The loose clothes on her body had been pushed off effortlessly by Huangfu Lin during this entanglement. His lips kept sucking Ning Xiaotong's lips, and his hands with a bit of coldness lingered around her body, lighting the clusters.
spark.
Wherever the big hand touched, Ning Xiaotong felt as if her whole body was on fire, gathering little by little and spreading to the pit of her heart.
He half-squinted his eyes, his eyes blurred and unfocused, and subconsciously touched his face with his hands, smoothing out the wrinkles between his brows.
A vague voice escaped from his lips, "Rin, don't frown."
I felt a pain in my heart, as if I had been run over by tiny needles, with tiny pains, but no wounds could be seen.
The slender jade-like fingers imitated the movement of in and out, doing foreplay in that private place. There was a touch of silver on the fingertips, which shone brightly under the light.
He straightened up and sank into that tightness, remaining motionless for a long time.
There was a feeling of fullness coming from that place. Seeing that the person lying on her body remained motionless for a long time, Ning Xiaotong twisted under him unbearably.
It was a small movement, but it caused Huangfu Lin's huge body that had been lurking to move violently, with frightening force.
Deep and simple, each stroke is as if the whole body is being squeezed in.
Ning Xiaotong was sensitive to the fact that Huangfu Lin seemed to be suppressing something and venting something today.
His handsome face was still slightly pale, and thin beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, falling on the snow-white undulations, and sliding down little by little to the place where the two people were closely connected.
Holding Huangfulin's back tightly, Ning Xiaotong silently endured his unusualness. Her snow-white breasts were tightly entangled with her healthy-skinned body, and there was a bright red on it. Following Huangfulin's movements,
It rises and falls, forming a beautiful and charming scenery.