Hua Xing quickly caught her pink lips again, swallowed her exclamation, chased the soft lilac tongue, and danced passionately.
Shu Xiaoya had never noticed that this person had such great enthusiasm. This passionate kiss was more domineering than usual. She was left breathless and her hands and feet danced to avoid him. His powerful arms clamped down on her.
He held her tightly, not letting her have a chance to escape, locking her petite body in his arms, entwining her lips passionately, teasing her in every possible way, tempting her to fall in love with him.
The two people's lips and teeth were fiercely intertwined, and they were making chaotic moans. There was a hint of charm and frenzy in the quiet room.
"Hua Xing." Shu Xiaoya unconsciously called Hua Xing's name, and hugged his neck tightly. On her flushed face, her clear eyes were filled with mist, misty and moving.
.
Hua Xing's heart felt hot, and his big palm followed the graceful lines, tightly clasped her slender waist, and flowed up the warm and smooth skin. The touch of the skin was so good that he stopped there and caressed her repeatedly.
, pulled off her little clothes that were still hanging.
Shu Xiaoya was completely naked now. A moon-white tube top embroidered with peonies slipped down, revealing her snow-like cream. Hua Xingxing lowered his head, his eyes sparkling with fire.
The girl under him was like a white flower in full bloom, fragrant and charming. He couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. Some part of his body felt unbearably hot, burning, and painful. He couldn't help but lower his head.
Lingering on the white snow, gnawing away deep and shallow bruises, dotted, messy, and thought-provoking, like a touch of red pattern on a white jade plate.
Hua Xingxing's eyes suddenly became deeper. He was secretly annoyed that he couldn't control his strength, but when he saw the enchanting beauty like white snow and red plums, he became even more interested in leaving his own hickeys, which made Shu Xiaoya angry.
Crying again and again.
His heart was agitated, and that warm and fragrant little person made him feel that no amount of love and pity was enough. He chased her lips again, unable to hold back the desire in his heart, and started moving with her.
Shu Xiaoya's heart softened because of his torment, and her whole body ached, but the pain made people happy. She hummed softly, clung to him tightly, and let him manipulate her.
There was an indescribable smell floating in the room. Shu Xiaoya was dizzy. Joy and excitement exploded in her mind. She could no longer think and collapsed softly in the arms of Hua Xingxing.
, and fell asleep in a daze.
Watching with satisfaction that the person in his arms fell asleep, Hua Xingxing placed a lip print on her little head with peace of mind, held her in his arms and fell asleep quietly.
The morning was as beautiful as ever, except that when Shu Xiaoya woke up, in addition to the soreness on her body, there was also a dull pain on her lips.
The stinging feeling made her frown unconsciously. She picked up the mirror and looked at it, and immediately cursed, "This dead flower astrology! Does it need to be so cruel?! The poor lips are actually bitten!"
She casually pulled off a few pieces of clothing and put them on her body. Shu Xiaoya took a handkerchief and dipped it in the water from the tea cup on the table to treat the wound on her lip.
After a while, Shu Xiaoya started to cry out in depression!
What are you doing? This wound can't be covered at all. This guy Hua Xingxing did it on purpose. This is terrible. He will definitely make a fool of himself in a while!