Her head began to become more and more blank, and with the temperature arising from the bottom of her heart, she gradually indulged in the hot contentment. She closed her eyes and could only sink in it!
His kiss was overbearing and powerful, as if he was afraid that if she let go even a little, she would disappear. He was overbearing and powerful in her mouth, demanding her fragrance arbitrarily, and his spiritual tongue was constantly entwined around her to seduce her.
Ask her to respond.
Mu Xianning began to respond to his enthusiasm unconsciously, and began to change from passive to active. The lotus root wall wrapped around his neck.
The vague emotions in her heart were like a bursting volcano, sparks bursting out in an instant. Mu Xianning was shocked, as if she had found the answer she had been looking for, and then she began to respond to him even more passionately.
The man covering her body felt her passion and began to get more excited. He rubbed her delicate body with his big hands. He kept asking for it, his body became hotter and hotter, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. Her kiss, her
The response was so wonderful.
Suddenly, Jun Ruoshui seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped kissing her. He looked at her in surprise with eyes like an eagle's swooping, and a hint of coldness gradually formed in his eyes, "Who taught you this?"
Mu Xianning was in a state of confusion, but he stopped and asked such a question. Mu Xianning thought it was nonsense and didn't understand why. "What are you talking about?" What was going on with his expression? It seemed like he was saying something.
Jealous?
Is there a third person here? Why should he be jealous?
"Who taught you your kissing skills?" He said the question in his heart nakedly, and his eyes became darker and cast a layer of haze.
Mu Xianning suddenly felt like laughing. How should I say this? That she has lived for more than thirty years in her two lives combined, that she was a master of love in her previous life? Come on, she is an open Western in the 21st century.
People. Just because she doesn't indulge in physical lust doesn't mean she can't kiss people.
Now she knew why he was jealous. Because he was jealous and he was afraid. He really wanted her to be just for him.
"Don't you know? There is a kind of person called a genius." Mu Xianning looked at Jun Ruoshui. Jun Ruoshui listened to what she had said before, but she still couldn't let it go in her heart.
"Don't worry, I promise, you are the first person to ask me. The others have already been pinched to death by me before they even get close to me." This is her truth. In this world, he is indeed the first.
Her assurance was like a stream of spring water, melting the last trace of will in his heart. "Really?" His eyes flashed with excitement, waiting for her final answer.
"I promise. It's true." Mu Xianning looked at him with a sweet smile.
He looked at her closely. Her silver-haired ponytail, like a waterfall, had spread out at this moment and was lying on the bed of blue crystal silk. It looked like the finest silk, shining with the luster of the moon halo. Her black eyes, as if
The brightest stars in the night were shining with dazzling beauty. Her red lips, after being ravaged by him just now, shone with a human-like blush. They were extremely tempting, as if the most delicious delicacies in the world were right in front of him, waiting for him.
The taste of her. She was so beautiful that he was bewildered and infatuated just by looking at her.
Her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her mouth. At this moment, they seemed to be his whole world.
There was a voice in his heart telling him that she was his. From then on, he was no longer alone. She would be with him on the day when he was most afraid and lonely every year.
