The aggrieved look made him feel an inexplicable pain, but her words made him feel a little angry.
"I said, let me go. I don't want to see you now. Let me go...well..." Xiahou Xiyue struggled, but before she could finish her words, she was suddenly silenced by the coldness covering her lips.
"Well..." Let her go, why should he question her, doubt her, and then kiss her again? Xiahou Xiyue came back to her senses and immediately began to struggle violently, even her mouth was tightly closed.
Don't let him kiss.
Still, her struggle and resistance provoked Duanmu Xiu to conquer even more intensely. His thick male palms fell on her waist, rubbing her sensitive areas punitively, forcing her to squeal,
Finally, she couldn't help but open her mouth, letting his wet and hot lips and tongue occupy her softness.
"Uh...wu..." What a hateful man, how could he kiss her so passionately when he didn't believe it, and yet she was so shamefully paralyzed in his arms in just a moment, even standing up
They can't even stand still.
He kissed her fiercely with a cold breath, claiming her sweetness with a wild possessive attitude. She was like a poppy flower with temptation, which he could never let go of after touching it.
He opened it until her little muzzle was red and swollen, then he moved away slightly, pressed his forehead against hers, and sounded a hoarse, low voice in her ears: "I believe you."
"Huh?" Xiahou Xiyue, who was fascinated by his kiss, felt that her mind went blank and she couldn't think at all. Her soft and delicate body leaned weakly in his arms. She felt that she was about to be in his arms.
Melted, his breath was still cold, but unknowingly, he had fallen in love with him.
"I believe you." He narrowed his eyes and looked at her cute confused look. The corners of his sexy lips could not help but raise slightly, and the arms around her waist tightened, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
"What...you..." There was no hallucination in her ears. She looked up suddenly, only to find the corners of his lips raised. She suddenly screamed as if she had discovered a new world: "Ah...you smiled,
Master, you laughed." It wasn't a sneer, a sarcastic smile, or a smile that was superficial but not serious. He smiled, he really laughed.
"Is it worth making you so excited?" Seeing that she was so excited that she shed tears, her handsome eyebrows immediately frowned, and her long fingers wiped away the tears that fell uncontrollably on her cheeks.
"I... I'm just so touched... Young Master... ugh..." She didn't want to cry, but she just couldn't control her tear ducts. It was only because her tear ducts were too developed.
"Has anyone ever said that you love to cry?" She had cried several times in front of him. He had never seen a woman who cried so much, but when he touched the hot tears, it hurt his cheeks.
Heart.
"No way... people didn't like to cry before... ugh..." That's strange. When she was on the island, she was a famous crybaby. She would cry when she was sad, even when she was happy.
She would cry sometimes, and I really couldn't blame her, I just blame her for having overdeveloped tear ducts, but she wouldn't tell him about such embarrassing things.
"Shh, stop crying. I don't like seeing your tears." Did she really not like to cry before? He expressed doubts.
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