Waves of pleasure hit her, and she gasped slightly, and her head gradually became blank. She really had something very important to tell him, but damn, he deliberately prevented her from concentrating on organizing the words.
"Then don't think, just feel me." Seeing her struggling on the edge of desire and reason, a rare smile appeared on Dongfang Xing's lips.
"You're a bastard..." Xiahou Huan'er glared at him and complained as if she was crying.
"I'm a bastard who loves you."
A deep and deep smile escaped from his sexy lips, and then he took advantage of her weakness to drop her clothes.
In no time, the rapid breath and charming chants intertwined into music that captivated the soul in the ambiguous air.
After the lingering passion.
Dongfang Xing contentedly hugged his beloved woman on the bed.
Xiahou Huan'er lay on his strong chest, with a lazy and charming expression on her flushed cheeks, like a cat.
After a long while, she raised her eyes, glared at the man, and couldn't help scolding him: "Beast." Moreover, he was a beast that would fall on her anytime and anywhere.
Dongfang Xing's big palm gently swept her back, with a teasing smile on his lips: "I, this beast, didn't satisfy you?"
Xiahou Huan'er's face suddenly turned red, and she lightly beat his chest without saying a word.
He stretched out his hand to lift her chin, a joking expression on his handsome face: "Or, I couldn't make you feel comfortable?"
"Dongfang Xing, please stop talking." Xiahou Huan'er pushed his hand away, buried her red and hot face on his chest and rubbed it, muttering that her husband was becoming more and more of a beast.
"Wife..." She moved around on his body, and the evil fire that had finally rested was instantly rubbed against her again.
Feeling the deep longing in his tone, Xiahou Huan'er didn't understand why he wanted it again.
She quickly stopped and gritted her teeth and warned: "Dongfang Xing, if you act like this again, I will castrate you."
Dongfang Xing probably rubbed her sensitive area, bit her ear ambiguously, and said in a low voice: "Are you willing?"
"You want to try?" She looked at him provocatively.
"Wouldn't it be a pity that I don't accept such a beautiful challenge?" Dongfang Xing said, his palm suddenly moved to her waist, and with a strong force, he immediately pressed her under his body, and his heavy long body covered her again.
Her beautiful and alluring body.
"Ah...beast...let me go...um..." Before she could finish her curse words, she was kissed deeply by him again.
After another strenuous exercise, Xiahou Huan'er was too tired to move. She blinked her blurry and moist eyes, stared at him fiercely, and accused: "You are not a human being."
"Honey, you have forgotten again, I am the King of Corpses."
A man who never knows how to be satisfied has no trace of tiredness on his handsome face. Instead, he is full of energy and refreshed, and his deep eyes reveal tenderness and pampering.
Xiahou Huan'er's face was full of guilt: "Beast, sooner or later, you have to drain me dry."
Why is he so concerned about this matter?
Sure enough, no matter what species they are, men are animals that like to use their lower bodies to communicate.
"How could I give it up?" He looked at her charming and cute expression, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her on the lips again and again, as if he could never kiss enough.
"My back is sore." She looked at him angrily. He was the King of Corpses. He had endless energy. She was a human being. She would be tired, okay?
