"I'm here." Holding Ziyu tightly in his arms, Beiming Changfeng kept kissing Ziyu's chest, and pinched red marks on the fair body with his clasped fingers.
"Deeper, Young Master, deeper." Ziyu hugged Beiming Changfeng tightly and shook his head crazily: "I want you, we want to be together forever, never separate, never."
Such passion and love words that were shocking in this world resounded in Beiming Changfeng's ears, just like pouring a bucket of oil on a raging fire, instantly igniting a prairie fire.
Beiming Changfeng's cold eyes instantly turned into a fiery red color, and his body was incredibly hot. The arm holding Ziyu made a strong effort, and the upper and lower positions between the two people were immediately reversed. Beiming Changfeng grabbed Ziyu.
Pressing on the stone that was already hot by him, he sprinted hard and vigorously.
"Well, don't even think about running away."
Together forever, forever.
No one can think of leaving first, no one can think of leaving anyone behind.
The two of them will always be together, forever, for the rest of their lives.
"Oh, young master." Ziyu couldn't help but burst into tears from the corners of his eyes due to the strong feeling. His body was swayed greatly, and he seemed like a broken boat heaving in the stormy sea. Such a strong combination, it was as if he was going to
Killed her.
If he wanted to relax, Ziyu would have begged for mercy long ago.
But today, she doesn't want it, she doesn't want Beiming Changfeng to stop, she wants to deeply feel Beiming Changfeng, she wants to truly feel that she and Beiming Changfeng are one, they are husband and wife, they are the most beautiful people in the world.
A close person is the person most worthy of each other's trust.
"Young Master, I love you, I love you." Ziyu raised her head with unbearable passion, and Ziyu felt that she was almost exposed. But the more intense it was, the more she felt at ease, with tears of passion in her eyes, and her body was
I was conquering violently, but my heart was so warm that I couldn't help but raise my head and shout loudly towards the sky.
Beiming Changfeng, I love you.
Beiming Changfeng, who had never heard Ziyu say a word of love to him, was suddenly stunned when he heard Ziyu's love words so high-spirited that he seemed to be declaring to the whole world.
Immediately afterwards, Beiming Changfeng went crazy.
"Yes, I know." He replied calmly, almost indifferently, but his actions were completely crazy.
He turned Ziyu over and pressed him on the big stone. The long wind from the North Ming Dynasty enveloped Ziyu's petite body from behind. The hot fire source slammed into Ziyu's body and began to stir up huge waves.
wave.
Crazy, crazy, Beiming Changfeng is completely crazy.
"Ugh..." Her lips were blocked and her body was pressed hard against the stone. She couldn't shout or move. She could only let the people behind her light bombs one by one in her body, blowing her to pieces.
"Big..." The swallowed saliva from the corner of the mouth dripped down the white chin, forcing a cry that was almost crying, and could only vaguely come out from between the connected lips, as if there was something on his body.
Thousands of pounds of boulders pressed down on it, making it impossible for her to move even a finger. The big hands rubbing her chest vigorously seemed to tear her apart.
Imprisonment, imprisoned joy = love.
It seems that the next moment I will be in love with you like this.
Pain and joy are intertwined, and people are almost driven to the extreme of joy = love.
This kind of union has never happened between her and Beiming Changfeng, her eldest son, her Beiming Changfeng, her, her.
"I'm here." Holding Ziyu tightly in his arms, Beiming Changfeng kept kissing Ziyu's chest, and pinched red marks on the fair body with his clasped fingers.
"Deeper, Young Master, deeper." Ziyu hugged Beiming Changfeng tightly and shook his head crazily: "I want you, we want to be together forever, never separate, never."
Such passion and love words that were shocking in this world resounded in Beiming Changfeng's ears, just like pouring a bucket of oil on a raging fire, instantly igniting a prairie fire.
Beiming Changfeng's cold eyes instantly turned into a fiery red color, and his body was incredibly hot. The arm holding Ziyu made a strong effort, and the upper and lower positions between the two people were immediately reversed. Beiming Changfeng grabbed Ziyu.
Pressing on the stone that was already hot by him, he sprinted hard and vigorously.
"Well, don't even think about running away."
Together forever, forever.
No one can think of leaving first, no one can think of leaving anyone behind.
The two of them will always be together, forever, for the rest of their lives.
"Oh, young master." Ziyu couldn't help but burst into tears from the corners of his eyes due to the strong feeling. His body was swayed greatly, and he seemed like a broken boat heaving in the stormy sea. Such a strong combination, it was as if he was going to
Killed her.
If he wanted to relax, Ziyu would have begged for mercy long ago.
But today, she doesn't want it, she doesn't want Beiming Changfeng to stop, she wants to deeply feel Beiming Changfeng, she wants to truly feel that she and Beiming Changfeng are one, they are husband and wife, they are the most beautiful people in the world.
A close person is the person most worthy of each other's trust.
"Young Master, I love you, I love you." Ziyu raised her head with unbearable passion, and Ziyu felt that she was almost exposed. But the more intense it was, the more she felt at ease, with tears of passion in her eyes, and her body was
I was conquering violently, but my heart was so warm that I couldn't help but raise my head and shout loudly towards the sky.
Beiming Changfeng, I love you.
Beiming Changfeng, who had never heard Ziyu say a word of love to him, was suddenly stunned when he heard Ziyu's love words so high-spirited that he seemed to be declaring to the whole world.
Immediately afterwards, Beiming Changfeng went crazy.
"Yes, I know." He replied calmly, almost indifferently, but his actions were completely crazy.
He turned Ziyu over and pressed him on the big stone. The long wind from the North Ming Dynasty enveloped Ziyu's petite body from behind. The hot fire source slammed into Ziyu's body and began to stir up huge waves.
wave.
Crazy, crazy, Beiming Changfeng is completely crazy.
"Ugh..." Her lips were blocked and her body was pressed hard against the stone. She couldn't shout or move. She could only let the people behind her light bombs one by one in her body, blowing her to pieces.
"Big..." The swallowed saliva from the corner of the mouth dripped down the white chin, forcing a cry that was almost crying, and could only vaguely come out from between the connected lips, as if there was something on his body.
Thousands of pounds of boulders pressed down on it, making it impossible for her to move even a finger. The big hands rubbing her chest vigorously seemed to tear her apart.
Imprisonment, imprisoned joy = love.
It seems that the next moment I will be in love with you like this.
Pain and joy are intertwined, and people are almost driven to the extreme of joy = love.
This kind of combination has never happened between her and Beiming Changfeng.