Chapter 53.1

That strange but somewhat pleasant smell is invading Xin Zezhao's breath everywhere, and the domineering filling in his nose makes him feel fever inexplicably.

The hazy vision gradually became clearer, and it seemed that there were some evil fires burning in his heart, which made him feel so miserable that his throat dried up, and he couldn't help sliding between his throat.

Seeing the sound of the bathroom opposite to the bed, a graceful figure came out of the bathroom. The white skin and considerable spring light immediately made Xin Zezhao's heart fire fiercer.

Under the dim yellow light, Xin Zezhao tried to see who was in front of him, but he was still in a hazy outline. With his breathing, Xin Zezhao subconsciously opened his mouth and cried in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yu..."

In the long and narrow eyes of peach blossom, the deep and dark eyes are full of strong lust and hunger. Listening to the cold voice, it is full of hoarseness and ambiguity, which makes it more sexy.

But the name in the words made Shaojin stiff in the numbness, but soon he recovered, twisted his soft waist and went to xinzezhao.

Xin Zezhao narrowed his eyes. It seemed that there were countless kittens waving their fluffy claws to scratch him, which made his heart itch. At the same time, there were countless ants eating his few senses.

"Ze Zhao." Shaojin soft voice, endless lingering Jiao shouts, soft warm body slowly pasted on Xin Zezhao's hot body, conveying the continuous affection.

Under the influence of the blazing lust, Shao Jin's deliberate seduction and provocation made Xin Zezhao unable to control the roaring beast in his heart.

Hungry and thirsty, he hugs Shaojin's beautiful figure with his backhand, and his well-defined hand swims wantonly on his fragile skin with a flame.

Feeling Xin Zezhao's impatience, Shaojin boldly responds to him with enthusiasm. A pair of soft hands hook his slender neck to make his body more close to him.

At this time, Xin Zezhao's reason is gradually engulfed by lust, but his heart suddenly comes with some strange things. How can Liang Xiaoyu be different today? It seems to be bigger and bolder.

Thin lips with hot breath, thin fall in Shaojin that slender neck like a swan neck, with tenderness whisper mouth: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu."

The affectionate cry like a lover was more urgent than before. Shaojin could not help but eyebrow a horizontal, pulling out a lot of sharp sharp sharp feeling, heart dull pain.

Looking down at Xin Zezhao's crazy attachment to his body, a surge of pleasure spread up again. Subconsciously, the epilogue went up, with the response of desire and Lust: "well."

Hearing this delicate response, the string in Xin Zezhao's mind suddenly broke, and several clusters of fireworks burst out, leaving a beautiful scene.

The temperature in the air is getting higher and higher, gradually infected with the atmosphere of ambiguity, all the things in the heart of teasing xinzezhao, let him completely release the small universe in the heart.

The hand with distinct knuckles left the graceful and hot body for a moment, and quickly untied his clothes. His eyes, shining like obsidian, were full of cool little Yu.

A trance, in the yellow light to cover up, "cool little Yu" pretty face has become blurred up, can vaguely reveal a bit better.

All these can't stop Xin Zezhao's look when he looks at her, and the tenderness like a lake that can drown people. With infinite treasure and love, Xin Zezhao whispers: "Xiao Yu, give it to me."

Shao Jin bit her lips slightly and lowered her eyes. The next second she reached out and held Xin Zezhao's delicate and beautiful face up. She bent down and printed her delicate lips as her answer.

At the same time, it is also full of their own unwilling and jealous to cover up, vent. Liang Xiaoyu, no matter how you get Xin Zezhao's love, now he is not entangled with me!

After getting the answer he craves, Xin Zezhao turns back and holds the dominant power in his own hands again. He turns passivity into initiative and asks hard.