The other side seems to be a gentle smile, and then the cool lips gently imprinted on her forehead, her heart beat on the chest, fast as if to jump out of the chest.

Tang Qing's fingers from his loose robe inside the lapel, touched the man's smooth skin and tight body, she is a little shy, but still can't help but want to touch him, until a piece of skin, the other side's body trembled, gently issued a "hiss" sound.

She stopped for a while and couldn't help laughing until she accidentally touched her.

The other party grabbed her hand, bowed his head and took a punitive bite on the tip of her nose. She complained and was kissed on the lips.

The feeling of kissing is very good, as if all feelings can be felt from the other person's gentle kiss. Tang Qing had never been so eager for a person. She wanted to rub her fingers into his soft hair. She thought of his snow-white hair, and tears came out of his eyes.

The man's lips chase up and kiss off all her tears.

"Come on." She propped up, pulled off his waist belt, pulled his loose robe off, impatiently, "I want you."

The man's chest vibrated slightly, as if there were dull laughter rolling in it. Tang Qing had no sense of shame. She knew that she was more wanted than her own.

He put his arm around her waist, raised her waist, and gently stroked her with another cold hand along the inner side of her thigh

Tang Qing's face turned red. She couldn't help holding out her hand and holding the man's neck. Shame surged up. She buried her hot face in the neck of the other party.

The man turned over and pushed her against the bed, pulling her legs apart

*

a wild and infatuated night.

It's like a hearty spring Meng.

In the dark, his sensational panting, and the boiling sweat dripping from him, all brought her unspeakable excitement.

She felt that her throat was hoarse, every inch of her skin was feverish, and she was trembling with sensitivity.

Exhausted, she closed her eyes, but refused to stop.

Until the body can no longer bear such passion, sleep in the past.

……

When I woke up again, it was already clear.

The bed was not the same as before going to bed. She changed into clean and soft pajamas and pajamas. She raised her hand, squinted, and looked at the clear and blue tooth marks and kisses on her wrist in the sunshine.

It's like a little dog. With a slight Tut, she thought to herself.

She was struggling to sit up from the bed, and then could not help but secretly took a breath of cool. The overused parts were burning with her sitting up action. Although it was her own fault, she could not help scolding a man who did not know how to control himself.

Can't you cherish the beauty?

Can't he stop by himself if she doesn't stop?

While complaining in his heart, Tang Qing supported his aching waist and limped to the bathroom to take a bath.

The belt of the pajamas sagged down, and there were more kissing marks in the mirror. Tang Qing was brushing his teeth and counting the teeth marks on his body. Did you really belong to a dog?