Chapter 464

Mu Beiting was stunned for a moment and his eyes were deep.

That's how I looked at her.

Her small blush some abnormal, even the eyes are misty, a bit confused.

It looks like It looks like the first time we met.

He subconsciously looked at the empty bowl on the coffee table: "who cooked the soup?"

Su tilted her head in the evening and thought about it carefully: "mom cooked it."

Mu Beiting's blue veins on his forehead stood up, and he cursed him.

Su Xiangwan, who was too hot and dry, raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt.

The broad shirt was originally separated from the loose, which will be the chest of spring.

Su Xiangwan turned around and seemed not comfortable. He straddled on his legs and hugged his waist with soft hands: "Mu Beiting Are you hot or not. "

He looked down at her.

Her thighs were so close to him that he could even imagine how slippery she was, just one layer of his pants.

She raised her head, her eyes fell on his thin lips, and gently swallowed her mouth.

I feel more and more thirsty.

I really want to bite

What to do.

Want to kiss him.

She sat astride on his lap and put her arms around his neck, even though she was willing to kiss him.

His whole body is stiff, full of the sultry breath of her body.

"Late, late..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, her tongue would learn from his previous appearance and slide in mischievously.

"You are soft," she said with a smile

It's hard for him to breathe.

She drooped her eyes and kissed him on the chin along his lip, then lowered her head and nibbled at his Adam's apple.

He was slow and rubbed her skin repeatedly.

Su Xiangwan, however, was a little difficult to control himself. After licking and kissing on his shoulder blade, he reached out and began to pull his interfering clothes: "how disgusting..."

He untied it for a long time, but not a button.

She tore up a little irritably.

Although the strength is not big, but she still pulled off a few buttons.

She breathed more and more heavily, and her eyes were full of lust, and her little hands were touching his chest repeatedly.

His kiss surged and plundered wildly in her mouth.

She's not wearing underwear.

He snorted, panting harder and harder.

The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, like firewood.

He is in a hurry. She is more anxious than he is.

Su Xiangwan's voice was filled with tears: "give it to me..."

His voice was soft and waxy, and his bones were numb.

Press her under the body, his forehead exudes a thin layer of sweat, but the idea of teasing her.

Under the pressure of crazy clamor desire, he asked in a low voice, "what's for you?"

Su Xiangwan bit his lips and looked at him wrongly. His lips were red.

He looked at the people under him with a low smile, and his eyes were full of doting.

Su Xiangwan only felt that on the verge of collapse, the emptiness of her body bumped into her reason, which was hard to say.

"Mu Beiting Give it to me. " Her legs were on his waist, and her eyelashes were stained with mist.

"Yes?"

"I want to..." She exclaimed, even her breath was hot.

He kisses her on the lips, his big hands restlessly feel into the lapel and swim in her legs.

Her whole body trembled, and she was almost crying.

But he must tease her, bit her earlobe, the tip of his tongue repeatedly in the above, low voice bewitching way: "please me."