A moan of confusion and ecstasy filled the boudoir full of fragrant ladies. It was like a drop of oil in the fresh vegetable soup, completely changing the taste of the entire soup.
This was the case in the boudoir. The faint fragrance was originally like the refreshing clear spring, but it was dizzy and turned into sweet and rich honey by this delicate gasp. It passed through the eardrums and flowed into the heart.
Changes in taste lead to changes in mood.
In a daze, Xia Shang's raised palms paused lightly in mid-air. What does it feel like when the thick honey flows into his heart? It's like a warm honey pot, wrapped in balls of golden honey.
The heart and liver are so greasy that they make people's hearts tremble and they squint their eyes.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room changed.
The two people who were fighting crazily a second ago stopped holding hands while the other forgot to cry.
The two people in the small room were silent. They both realized a little difference, but they didn't know why. They felt that their faces and hearts were uncontrollably hot and dry...
"call……"
"call……"
Each other exhales and inhales, as if singing in harmony, without the need for verbal communication, only then can one realize that the hot desire in each other's hearts is released.
Chungui has had many love affairs since ancient times, and there are no less than two or three people here.
A lonely man and a widowed woman living together in the same room have been unable to escape those dangerous fairy tales since ancient times.
changed……
Not only has the atmosphere changed, the scent has changed, the breathing has changed, the eyes have changed, but more importantly, the hearts of the two have changed.
Sixteen and eighteen are different ages but have the same aspirations. Some physical reactions cannot be controlled by willpower.
The fragrant sweat on Jiang Nan's forehead was as fine as beans, flowing down one by one, with strips of hair sticking to the flushed cheeks, flowing to the chin, flowing into the neck, and finally gathered in the heart covered by the blue silk shawl...
…
The previous struggle had already left the poor girl disheveled. Now her shawl slipped off, and her two smooth jade-like arms and fragrant shoulders were exposed in the air, rising and falling, trembling with one heavy breath after another...
…
Jiang Nan turned around and looked at Xia Shang with her watery eyes. Maybe she didn't understand what such eyes meant and where the expectation in her heart came from.
"Gulu..." Xia Shang struggled to squeeze out a mouthful of saliva from the depths of his dry and burning throat and swallowed it, his heart trembling unbearably.
That chant made Yangzhou's wind, flowers, moonlight and snow pale in beauty.
Looking back this time, the scenery of the lakes and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River is so beautiful that all the scenery is dull.
Perhaps only this short moment is the most touching thing about this woman named "Jiangnan"? Her name is "Sai", which is a perfect match, absolutely beautiful, and perfect.
Faced with the attitude of letting you pick and choose, and the cute and charming eyes, is there any reason not to take a step forward?
Xia Shang felt his feet were shaking a little, so he stepped closer and lowered his body a little.
As she slowly approached, the pretty person's chest rose and fell faster and more violently, and she seemed to be trying her best to hide her heartbeat while breathing.
If Jiangnan is a tempting trap for Xia and Shang at this moment, then Xia and Shang are like a huge whirlpool for Jiangnan at this moment, in which people cannot resist and can only be continuously drawn into the center of the whirlpool.
No matter what kind of woman she is, she can't escape clichés. After all, she is a visual animal just like men.
In terms of visual enjoyment, the visual impact of Xia and Shang on Jiangnan is not at all inferior to the visual impact of Jiangnan on Xia and Shang.
On the contrary, Xia and Shang were even more tempted by Jiangnan.
The beauty of Xia and Shang Dynasties is unmatched by any talent in the world. It is not only the appearance and facial features, but also the elegance that others cannot learn. There is a little bit of deceit and cunning in it, which looks both good and evil. The only shortcoming is that it is slightly
Although he appears to be weak in literature, the whip marks on his face add a bloody and masculine air at this moment. The bright red where the skin is opened is like a delicate flower seen in the green mountains and green waters, blooming just right.
Can a man be so stunningly beautiful?
Seeing the man's face getting closer and closer, Jiang Nan's breathing quickened but at the same time he felt impatient.
For a moment, impulse finally defeated reason.
Before the bad man could slowly approach, Jiang Nan closed his eyes, opened his hands, and wrapped his arms around Xia Shang's neck.
Perhaps out of instinct, a pair of small hands burrowed straight into Xia Shang's clothes like small snakes. His small mouth was not idle, wandering around Xia Shang's face and carefully exploring every pore.
Although she is young and inexperienced, the delicate girl takes the initiative to seek pleasure, and it is self-evident whether it is physical or psychological stimulation.
The multiple stimulations of touch, smell, hearing, and taste are combined, and the last layer of defense collapses.
Just like a mountain torrent bursting its banks, it is bound to be out of control.
At this moment, both of them knew very well that the so-called intoxicating drug was the "aphrodisiac" that caused the trouble!
What's the use of knowing now? It's too late.
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When dusk comes, the afterglow of the curtain falls, and the green bamboos in the garden are covered with a layer of golden sand. A little bit of light passes through the layers of bamboo barriers, passes through the window bars, and falls in the unattended boudoir, illuminating the emotions in the room.
In the confusion, the green shawl falling to the ground and the plain white dress in a mess were also revealed.
The bed cover is closed, and I don't know what's going on inside the bed. I just see the bed cover curtain shaking constantly, as if someone is doing intense exercise on the bed.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
A dull knocking sound came from the bed, which was strange and terrifying. The whole bed was shaking. It was definitely not the "slapping" sound of men and women having fun.
In the room, under the sandalwood round table, Jiang Nan was inexplicably trapped by his own whip. He only had a pitiful bellyband left on his body, but he was twisting his body in a daze and breathing rapidly, looking extremely seductive.
But what is puzzling is that behind Jiang Nan's sultry posture is a pair of tearful eyes, with crystal tears hanging in the corners of her eyes. Just like her heart at the moment, tears are the most real feeling.
Recalling the experience in bed a moment ago, Jiang Nan still had lingering fears. She almost believed that she was completely finished. She thought that she would take the initiative to seek sex without shame, and she had a death consciousness in her heart. The only thought was that she regretted that she would not
This is a bad idea.
Just when the clothes were gradually disappearing and Jiang Nan was about to despair, Xia Shang seemed to suddenly wake up and tied Jiang Nan to the corner of the table. He returned to the bed and began to hammer the bed crazily.
Sobriety? Obviously impossible.
Xia Shang took much more medicinal powder than Jiangnan. Even if he woke up, Jiangnan should wake up first.
That hammering over and over again proves it!
Amidst the dull hammering sounds, Jiang Nan seemed to be awakened. Although she could not control her body's reaction, she could feel the purpose of everything Xia Shang did.
Only those who have personally experienced the power of love potions will know how much perseverance is required to restrain oneself. Perhaps this cannot be achieved by perseverance alone, but also requires love and a desire to protect from the heart.
Jiang Nan didn't know what this was, but for the first time in her life, she felt protected by a man. This feeling——