Chapter 969

"Cluck ~ ~"

the quilt on the body was pulled away, and a laughing voice sounded.

"Five million? Laugh like a terrorist. "

"Have you finished your call?"

"Well."

Xuanmantong secret way, how to play such a short time, she did not rhyme foot that steal music taste.

Getting up from the bed, xuanmantong walked barefoot to the slippers thrown to the window, put them on, and looked at yuzixian, "I'll take you downstairs."

Yu Zixian approaches xuanmantong with a smile and says in a soft voice, "who said I want to go back?"

Eh?!

Xuanmantong was stunned for a second. He looked at yuzixian and gently held her in his arms. He said, "tonight, I won't go."

Hearing his words, xuanmantong's next second reaction is to withdraw from his chest, but yuzixian seems to guess her reaction, arms tight, head down, staring at her.

"That's cruel. Five days."

Xuanmantong's heart trembles, and she can't help but feel regret. The holiday is really precious to Zixian. If she knows the result, she will be like this

"I'll arrange my work and accompany you for the next ten days."

Looking at xuanmantong's small face, as serious as that, there is a care and love for him that she doesn't hide. Yuzixian's heart is jumping with joy. It's not easy to see her straightforward feelings for him. She almost let his little fox run away.

When she works, he won't disturb, which is a kind of patience and a kind of respect. However, if she wants to make time for him, he won't refuse. As a boyfriend, he is very happy, because she attaches great importance to him. "Good."

the palm that held xuanmantong's waist silently raised, stroked her cheek and gently touched her skin. In this life, he only wanted her face to smile and not to be sad.

"We must reward young comrade xuanmantong for his self-consciousness."

When the lip petal is grasped, xuanmantong can't help trembling. The strong stimulation from the first kiss hasn't gone from the bottom of her heart. Once again, she doesn't know whether she will really faint.

When the tip of yuzixian's tongue pries open her shell teeth, xuanmantong subconsciously steps back, and he, along with her pace, advances little by little, until her irreducible back is pasted with the floor glass. The cold feeling stimulates xuanmantong's senses through the clothes, and gradually pinches the fingers holding yuzixian's waist shirt.

Without the noise on the road and the traffic, yuzixian kisses deeper and more deeply, and with a strong force that can't be refused by xuanmantong, the hand holding her cheek slowly slides down, with less rules and more caresses.

Under the floor to ceiling window of a high-rise building with a layer of screen curtain, the dim light reflects two figures close to each other. On the window, it looks like a shadow painting polished by a famous hand. It seems silent, but it has the purest sound of happiness in love.

"Er, Er ~ ~"

Yu Zixian's palm came out of xuanmantong's clothes and touched her skin. A soft sound accompanied by xuanmantong's trembling escaped from her lips and teeth.

The feeling of being touched suddenly on his waist makes xuanmantong calm down. He feels that yuzixian's warm palm is covered with more skin, and the fingers of his military uniform are getting tighter, which brings lingering emotion to his tongue and strange tension to his body.

Xuanmantong's subtle reaction in yuzixian's heart seemed to be as clear as a pure state. Her hot palm was close to the smooth skin on her waist, and she swam up little by little.

When his fingertips touch the edge of xuanmantong's underwear, yuzixian keenly feels that the clove tongue entangled with him has the intention of shrinking. After a second's hesitation, the warm palm lovingly slides to her clean back and closes her to his arms.

Maybe it's because in a private room, you can relax and don't care about other things, or maybe it's because his "retreat" makes xuanmantong's little tongue meet him at ease again. Yuzixian's hot lips and tongue wantonly allow to absorb her soft fragrance, and kiss deeply and deeply. His body on the glass tightly sticks to his body, which is as close as one body.

Xuanmantong was all soft and weak, even some breathless, with the consciousness in his mind, breathing and kissing with his rhythm, his hands unconsciously encircled his strong waist.

Gradually, Yu Zixian's breath was a little short, and she slowly opened her lips and slid to her cheek and neck.

The smell of sandalwood filled xuanmantong's breath. She seemed to hear Zixian's heartbeat, feel his hot breath on her neck, and touch the palm on her back, which seemed to press her closer to his arms

Quiet room, quiet air, there seems to be a flower in bloom, exuding the fragrance of people confused.

Drunk her heart, confused his wisdom.

There was a sharp pain coming from the clavicle, and xuanman's voice was low between her lips and teeth.

"Er ~ ~"

it hurts.

The warm palm that has been swimming in the back picks up the edge of the underwear and caresses her front chest. At the moment when she is about to touch her Softness, xuanmantong suddenly grabs Yu Zixian's arm and opens his eyes slightly to see him. His sight is blurred and his voice is charming. He calls him in a low voice."Zixian."

Yu Zixian raised his head and looked at xuanmantong with scarlet cheeks. His heart felt as if he had drunk a thousand glasses of wine.

As if to appease her uneasiness, he gently kisses her lips. His hand slowly pulls out of the clothes and hugs her back. After a while, he releases her lips and stares at the pretty face close at hand. With a faint smile, he says in a soft voice, "don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Xuanmantong lightly pursed her lower lip and looked at him with blindfolded eyes. In fact, she was not afraid that he would hurt her, but she was not prepared for that. The relationship between him and her changed too fast tonight. For a moment, she was still a little confused. Would it be too urgent for them to play from first base to full base in a few hours.

The girl in her arms is obsessed with her eyes, and the pure and moving light is shining in his eyes. Yu Zixian, who has a good education, can't find a proper word to describe her beauty. She just looks at her deeply for a long time. Finally, she can't help bending her head and biting her red lips. Her powerful arm presses her into her arms and hugs her tightly Tight.

"Little thing, I'm in a hurry!" Just like the sound quality of the spring breeze, with a strange lure. Perplexity gently rings in xuanmantong's ear.

Xuanmantong think of her home on a bed, is it called Zixian sleep sofa?

Xuanmantong buried his head in yuzixian's neck socket, arm around his waist, quietly asked him, "Zixian, or, tonight, you go back?"

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