Chapter 180

Wan Jingting's hand didn't move away from her face. Her delicate skin made people love her. Her slender fingers stuck behind her ears, and the dry pulp of her fingers rubbed with an electric current. Tong en swallowed her throat. He pressed her lips, and his thumb on the corner of her lips.

"Do you want to make it up for me?" He took the initiative to step forward close to her, thin hot breathing sprinkled on her forehead eyebrow, outside it is late, his voice is like the charm of the night: "you are beside me is a tonic."

Tong en felt ashamed of being touched by his ears. He pursed his lips and looked down to see the darkness covered by the curtain.

As if lying on the marshmallow, the pillow was soft and gentle, but every second he touched him, his body was tight and strong, and every inch exposed to Tong en's eyes deeply shocked her,

he lay on the bed with her in his arms, and Tong en's eyes were filled with him, irresistible power. He took away her strength with a dense kiss in front of her eyes, and easily solved it Except for the obstacles.

Fingers one by one visit soft, heart to crazy, he left his mark on her, blooming plum blossom like vivid beauty.

His breath turned into a song, his taste gradually branded on her body, and became strong. The light aroma of tea turned to the mellow of strong tea, and the fragrance still overflowed and the aftertaste was endless.

Tong en gradually becomes confused, helpless boat in the sea ups and downs, what she is like.

Wan Jingting came back to her lips again, passing like a feather from time to time. He stared at her for a moment and slowly pushed her to the window. The white window screen was flying in the wind, like her hair pulled off the rubber band by him, flying in the air. His kiss fell on her ears. His fingers seemed to play the most beautiful music. Every rhythm wanted to try and kiss her from different angles Mouth.

Tong en only felt strange feeling, from wrists to every part of his body, strange and throbbing.

The man then went to a deeper place to kiss, grabbed her wrist, opened the eyes with hot fundus, thin lips moved away from her lips, fell on her wrist with obvious blood vessels, and gently licked them.

Tong en seems to have a premonition of what will happen, not from psychological resistance. That kind of resistance is eliminated under Wang Yi's kindness to her, but her heart is more afraid of the unknown. She is controlling her shaking, but still can't help pushing him: "Wang Yi."

Unable to push it away, he held her still and held her on the back of the head, kissing her crazily inch by inch.

Tong en grabbed his shirt tightly, and his heart was about to jump out of his heart. Every kiss he gave her seemed to feel the heat when a volcano erupted. His kiss and his breath were baking her body and mind. Her throat was thirsty, "Wang Yi..."

Gazing at her reddish face, Wan Jingting rolled his Adam's apple and closed his eyes to kiss her lips.

In the half light of the bedroom, he raised her chin and saw his beautiful, burning eyes.

Countless fireworks exploded in the mind, flashing, beautiful, burning to the extreme.

Wrapped in white sheets, she grabbed a little bit in the palm of her hand. She was attracted by his dazzling figure and realized what a good figure is. She was held by him to feel his strong chest, his narrow waist, and his excellent abdominal muscles. The mermaid line was winding down, which made people dare not look at it more.

Such as the straw blown by the wind in the night, let the wind swing, Tong en can't help but live in this frenzied atmosphere, his heart beating numbly, breathing slightly to get fresh air.