Men love to say similar things in front of their women, even Duan Zhaoan is an exception.
Gu Chen nodded firmly and said, "You don't have to wait until you can actually use it. It's now even bigger in my hand."
...a conversation that made people's noses bleed.
"It seems that it is very aggrieved. Hey...it is spiritual. It is nodding in agreement with my words. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are such a spiritual guy. Come, let me love you." She said softly for a while, and then lowered for a while.
Yin, after a while of various teasing, Duan Zhaoan, a virgin who is not close to women, was tortured until his vest was wet.
As her hand hurt underneath, Duan Zhaoan's breathing became much heavier after a while. A deep sound escaped from his throat, and he held her hand with his strong hand.
"Baby, it hurts so softly like this. It's just the way it needs to be." He held her hand tightly and used his own strength to lead her to dance with him on the source of his life.
The temperature in the bed was getting higher and higher. If it weren't for Gu Chen's hand still resting on his shoulder, Duan Zhaoan couldn't help but move his hand up and down.
He held her tightly with one hand and brought her into his arms, tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood. His heavy breathing went back and forth between her nose, and his thin lips pressed against hers with overbearing tenderness.
Kissed carefully and deeply.
He didn't know how long it took, but Gu Chen felt that the temperature there was getting higher and higher, and the number of laps increased a lot.
"Hold tighter, harder..." The clear voice was gone, leaving only a deep hoarseness, and the sexiness made Gu Chen's heart throb, like a heavy stone falling into his heart, causing ripples one after another.
He was already in love, and the coldness in his noble and handsome face was no longer there, and the stern brows were not much brighter because of her, making him feel even more handsome. His lips were slightly pursed, and sometimes a heavy breath would overflow,
He, who was so noble and extraordinary, was still an ordinary man in front of her, wholeheartedly placing his body and soul in the hands of his woman, without any concealment.
Gu Chen's heart was throbbing. After he ended the deep kiss, his lips pressed against his Adam's apple. As the movements of his hands became faster and faster, Gu Chen said softly: "I already have your mark here. Jun
If you don't let me down, I will no longer be your king in this life. My heart and my love may be as high as a mountain or as deep as the sea, all because of you and you alone."
In exchange, he was as lingering as the wind and rain, her love was as strong as the deep, and her love was as deep as the sea, and he reciprocated it.
The wind and rain were fierce, and after being tossed in the vast ocean, he slowly calmed down. He took off his sweat-soaked vest and wiped her fingers very clean.
"Would you like to wash it off?" Duan Zhaoan, who was still suffering from the lingering smell, gently settled on her. The lamp he turned on was warm and illuminated her drunken face quietly, "It seems... there is still some smell."
Gu Chen shook off his hand, raised it up and looked at it again. He opened his palms and raised his eyebrows full of laughter and said: "My palms are red, are you not peeling down there?" It's really not teasing, it's definitely concern.
"I have sense, how can I peel off my skin so easily." Duan Zhaoan stood up with his naked upper body naked and his strong upper body. The air was filled with his scent and he needed some ventilation.
Taking the vest that was stained with many descendants, she walked to the window and opened it a little. When she turned around, she saw Gu Chen looking at her red palm carefully, and then... Duan Zhaoan felt a sudden rush under his feet.
A wave of heat hit him, causing his brain to explode.
