"Not good." He answered simply, without any room for negotiation.
Song Tianlang is strong, and Hu Yueyue struggles under him in vain. The masculine aura, accompanied by the masculine smell of grass, burned her body and mind.
The hard heat below his waist and abdomen was pressing against her little inward, and her mind was clearly reflected in her mind. When she thought of the first time she wrote to roll the bed sheet, she had observed it.
Some a piece of film.
Well, she couldn't imagine that his place was the same as in the movie.
After swallowing, her face blushed to the point of her ears and her hands were imprisoned. She could only twist her body under his strong and heavy body to protest. Hu Yueyue tried to persuade the man who was already on the verge of getting out of the fire.
"Song Tianlang, it's daytime now!" If you really want to do it, will it work at night?
Hu Yueyue mourned in her heart, the first night of the wedding! It’s always going to be done at night, so that Mao should be in the blue sky and the sun?
"..." Song Tianlang didn't say anything, puzzled. What did he want to keep Baitian? Besides, he was already married, and he could eat it openly and justly at any time. No matter whether it was day or night, he thought in front of this girl.
If you want it, there is no difference between day and night.
Hu Yueyue, who had not received Song Tianlang's response, had no choice but to endure the hotness conveyed from her body again, sobering herself, "Song Tianlang, why do you have to do it during the day! There are still people outside...ah..." She retreated
Secondly, if there is no one outside, it won’t be enough, she won’t struggle anymore. The couple is not there, who is still in love, right?
"Think about it!" Of course, I'll have to do it. What else can I do if it's not during the day? Song Tianlang is so bored. Why is this girl doing so much? He's taking care of them for the first time? Why can she still wake up?
Thinking about other things?
This perception made him feel a little depressed and unhappy.
Hoo, the forehead was hot. The two words "thinking" made Hu Yueyue stunned, stunned, and couldn't figure it out. She was clearly doing well before, but why did she suddenly think about it? The sperm is getting into the brain?
Hu Yueyue realized that it turned out that a soldier was also a man, even an ordinary man, and he still couldn't control himself when facing a **.
Seeing that the day was too late, Hu Yueyue let out a sigh of relief. Isn’t there a saying that goes? Life is like rape. If you can’t change it, then lie down and enjoy it.
So Hu Yueyue stopped struggling and stopped moving. She only panted tremblingly, "Song Tianlang, please be gentle, I'm afraid..."
Facing the conscious mind, Hu Yueyue was at a loss. Although she had watched the movies and Xiao Huang's books, she was observing how to write beautifully and experience it in real life. She really didn't feel anything.
Even when she was in Luo Hao, she really didn't know that when she woke up, there was red on the bed sheets, and her clothes were hollowed out. Facing such a shameful "evidence" she was speechless.
When I left sadly, I didn’t feel any discomfort, no pain, no soreness, and I just felt a little painful in my stomach.
So she had zero experiences under real conscious awareness. She knew a little about what was written in the book, but she could not count the matters of talking about war on paper. So Hu Yueyue did not hold on to hope, and could only accept her fate and hope that Song Tianlang would take a lighter move.
Song Tianlang buried his head in Hu Yueyue's chest, suddenly listening to Hu Yueyue's soft voice, and a smile appeared faintly on his face. He stopped moving, and Song Tianlang looked up and met Hu Yueyue's somewhat confused eyes.
"Leave it to me in March!"
However, when Hu Yueyue was soft here and was about to hand over everything to Song Tianlang, Song Tianlang became excited, and was excited that Hu Yueyue finally stopped clamoring and no longer resisted him.
His passion had already wanted to break free from the shackles and completely release him, but when he let go of his hands that were imprisoning Hu Yueyue's random movements, he was about to clear away the excess clothes on his body.
"Bang, bang, bang" sound came, accompanied by a crisp and nice sound, "Brother Tianlang, I am Xiaojiu. Open the door quickly, open the door!"