Chapter 3

"Well..." Du Manning sighed comfortably. His whole body was like floating on the sea, and his head was dizzy.

Nangong Han was shocked by the sound. Her real and unresponsive reaction also aroused his desire. His kiss went down the corner of her mouth and bit her neck. Then he came to her chest and opened his mouth to kiss her cherry.

"Ah Well It's itchy... " Du Manning snorted, arched up by the sudden pleasure, and wrapped her hands around his shoulder. Drunk, she could only respond to him with the most primitive instinct of her body. She had already forgotten her shyness and reserve.

"Ah Pain... " Du Manning screamed, put his hands on his chest and refused her. The pain made her drunk brain a little bit sober. The blurred male face in front of her and the strong ambiguous atmosphere finally made her remember the plan of voluntary sacrifice, but it was really painful! She could only shake her hands and climb up to his neck, whispering incoherently in his ear: "ow Pain It hurts Brother an, you should be gentle. It really hurts... "

At the moment of entering her, Nangong Han's body is also fierce, and the whole person is frozen on her body. He clearly feels that he has broken through the thin barrier. He has many women, but he never touches virgins. He hates the kind of entangled women. He has always been clear about money and goods, and each takes what he needs. With this understanding, Nangong Han presses his heart Head of desire, low curse a, prop up the arm to want to withdraw from her body.

"Ah! No No, brother Ann... " Du Manning's voice was dumb with crying. His plunder without tenderness made her feel numb in pain. Every twitch of him seemed to be with electric current, and her toes were hooked up.

No matter where she is or not, they are all for sale. Nangong Han doesn't realize his anger. At the same time, he directly ignores the slightest unhappiness in his heart. He just dances desperately with the pleasure of his body, beating on Du Manning's body.