Chapter 194

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
With the kiss deeper and deeper, the palm in the waist of the hand, began to rub her fragile waist.

Song Qinghuan shuddered, but he couldn't help struggling.

Tears, surging out again.

Can't she feel such fear and fear when she forces him all the time?

No, he clearly felt her fear, her fear, but he had to ignore, he had to hate more, he had to treat her more cruelly.

Because he has no way back, and she has a way back

Sometimes some things, clearly know that it will make you sad, but still have to do so.

God said, when people meet in the most depressed sunshine, can shine to the depths of the soul, it is a lifetime can not forget the warm.

He didn't meet her when he was the most depressed, but he married her when he was the loneliest, which is also a memory that can't be erased all his life.

In one's life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership or even love. Just one meeting is enough.

He didn't know what he was clinging to, but he knew that everything would pass, like those flowers, those flowing water

When the cold bite her lips, pain song Qinghuan whole body tremble, hot tears Shun eye corner to the corner of the mouth.

The bitter taste made him crazy.

He kisses deeper, palms into the clothes inside, holding her petite plump, profane play more than, finger pulp repeatedly friction over the top.

Song Qinghuan's whole body was shaking and almost out of breath.

Her whole body can't rely on the cold shoulder, has completely given up the struggle, what he wants to do.

The zipper of the jeans was clearly opened, and her slender fingers went down from her abdomen to the most secret place of women.

After rubbing it twice, it accurately penetrated into the deep part of the petals between the legs.

"Well ~ ~" Song Qinghuan looked up and his white neck was like a sad swan, shaking violently.

She wanted to stand up and retreat, but behind the pool wall, she could not retreat.

The finger inside the body pricked deeper, and he gasped, and finally released her lips.

"Don't..." Song Qinghuan suddenly burst out crying.

When the cold coldly ignore her pale tears face, bow and kiss her lips, and roughly bite: "pain?"

Nodding, song Qinghuan nodded. She cried out in pain.

His cold hook lips, evil spirit of smile: "afraid?"

Song Qinghuan seemed to be relieved from death, with fear in her eyes, and looked at her without focus.

Tears, and unconsciously down.

"Feel the fear of death, know the fear?" When the cold low voice through the cold, and the soul of Yin cold, "one experience, two experience, eh?"

Song Qinghuan bit his lip and finally got rid of his hands. Then he pushed him feebly: "go away, let me go..."

His eyes were so red that he released his hand and held him firmly with his body: "Song Qinghuan, the swimming pool of shiguoyuan, is it the water there that scares you, or is it the water here that scares you more?"

Song Qinghuan's small face was stained with pain, his eyes were full of tears, and he cried out: "you! You scared me more I'm fed up with you. I don't want to see you again. Let me go