But she tried her best to smile and took the initiative to hug his neck.
Gu Shaocheng held her on his lap, rubbed her red cheeks with his fingertips, found a bottle of mineral water from the back of the car, opened it, and said, "Drink."
Chenxing took a big sip without knowing why, and his command came again: "Rinse your mouth!"
Open the window again: "Spit!"
"Drink again...gargle again...vomit again!"
He pulled a tissue and wiped her mouth fiercely. Chenxing took the initiative to open her mouth and breathed at him, "It's not dirty anymore, you kiss!"
He frowned: "Next time you drink like this, I won't spare you!"
"It's really not dirty anymore..." She didn't care and took the initiative to kiss her lips. She knew that he had a mysophobia, but he still chose to kiss her.
Such hot lips kissed her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, her earlobes, and finally... her red lips!
He held her back with his strong, hot palms, leaned down, and pecked her chest hard through a thin layer of fabric. She did not dodge, but raised her head to accept...
His kisses, like robbers;
His chest is so broad;
His embrace is so warm;
His palms are so evil!
He was buried in her body, so domineering!
His actions are so brutal!
She hurts, but she feels very happy...
"What should I do with you?" She seemed to hear his low murmur in her ears. She didn't know if it was her imagination. She pushed him with her hand, but he held her tighter. He lowered his eyes and refused.
She saw the helpless and crazy look in her eyes, "You are so disobedient and so noisy, what should I do with you?"
The painful repression brought out his most primitive needs.
He pushed himself deeply into her body, held her lower back and pressed hard to let himself go deeper, held her head and kissed her fiercely, and roughly tore her skirt and the top of her head.
He pulled the delicate crown and threw it forward. The sound of tearing fabric rang in her ears. She lowered her head and saw that she was no longer naked. Everything was turned into ashes in his hands.
He is a very destructive man, and she can only cooperate with his needs.
Why doesn't she need it?
The purest love a man has for a woman is the most primitive need!
A woman's purest love for a man is also the most primitive need!
Without any impurities or external factors, it only stems from the needs of the body, because there is a beating heart buried deep in the body, and the needs of the heart can only be connected through the integration of the body.
Any language is redundant and pale in front of the blending of hearts.
She imitated his movements, tearing at his buttons, and pulled them hard. Originally, she only had to unbutton them, but she had to pull them. She didn't have as much strength as a man, so when she pulled them, she wasn't domineering at all. Instead, she was teased by the men.
She didn't care, and with a hiss, all the buttons on the man's shirt fell into the car with a crash.
He was also wearing bulletproof and light material. She didn't know how to explain it. After thinking about it for a long time, she got annoyed and bit his chest through the bulletproof vest.
"You can't figure it out, huh?"
Chenxing avoided answering. She grabbed the belt around his waist with her little hands and pulled hard. She looked up and saw an interesting smile in his eyes. The little girl was so frustrated that she took his mouth in one mouthful and insisted on breaking in with her soft little tongue.
Entering, sweeping his mouth, entangling his tongue with your own.