However, before the words came out, the man's thin lips had already taken advantage of the opportunity to seal her breathing, kissing every inch of her skin carefully, tentatively probing out the tip of his tongue, and the kiss was so lingering and pathos.
Qianxun has never been in love, and her only relationship experience is a secret love that cannot be exposed to the sun. Her senior brother has said countless times that he is willing to marry her, but it is only a promise. Apart from that, he has nothing to do with her.
He was very passionate and polite, and rarely even kissed his forehead or cheeks, let alone such passionate and passionate kisses.
This kind of 'adult-style' intimate contact has always been something only Fengxing would do to her. He sucked her tongue and did not allow her to have any rejection or sex.
He placed her hands on his neck that he didn't know where to put, letting her circle them in circles, hanging most of her body weight on him.
Her nightgown had already been kneaded into wrinkles, and her exposed skin showed a bright pink color. It rubbed against his clothes, absorbing all the heat that belonged to him, penetrated into her skin, and slowly began to melt from the inside.
When he was no longer satisfied with being a relative and started trying to touch her, Qianxun started a new round of nervousness. She came back to her senses in panic and hugged her arms tightly.
His gentle voice was like coaxing, blowing in her ears, and every word was filled with heat, "Do you like my thank you gift?"
Her whole face turned red. She put her head on his chest and heard his heart beating violently. The sound was really beautiful, more moving than the most beautiful music in the world.
"If you don't speak, I can only understand that you are not satisfied enough." He bit the root of her ear, carefully grazing her soft earlobe with his teeth, creating waves of strange ripples, "In order to repay the favor.
, you have to be more sincere.”
His lips fell on her neck, sucking her sensitive skin. Her skin was like a baby's, unimaginably soft and delicate. He originally had a teasing attitude, but he didn't expect that after one kiss, he almost controlled it.
I couldn't help it, I almost wanted to tear her nightgown to pieces, and happily took her from the dining table.
Qianxun endured the pleasure rushing through her body. The strange penis made her more and more frightened, and she let out a soft moan, like a pampered cat, unconsciously purring with satisfaction.
What on earth is she doing.
She obviously had the strength to resist him, but she couldn't use it. Her whole body was limp, letting his kiss melt her completely.
Feng Xing had no intention of letting her go.
The hard and cold dining table is not a suitable place.
He picked her up and kissed her delicately, slowly and slowly, brushing her quivering lips over and over again, swallowing all her sweetness.
In the bedroom, the lights are dim.
It will be dawn in an hour, and this is the darkest time of the day.
Throwing her onto the bed, Feng Xing impatiently tore open the collar, using too much force, one button fell off and fell on the carpet. He jumped twice and rolled under the bed out of sight.
He rushed forward and firmly pushed Qianxun, who had recovered slightly and wanted to sit up, back to his original position.