Feng Sujin's sensitive body quivers, and her body responds to his instinct.

Jun Mo's cold eyes are very dark, fingers on it, gently rub, not slow, but with a string of tremors.

"Well Ink... Ink cold... We'll be out soon... "

Jun Mo cold head sucks wind Su Jin's earlobe, "a Jin, not urgent."

Feng Sujin knows what he wants to do at this time, wriggles slightly and struggles, "Mo Han, don't And going out. "

Jun Mohan has a fire on his body. Looking at his wife, especially when she is dressed like this, how can he let her go.

Kissing doesn't satisfy him. He wants more.

Feng Sujin was breathing fast and shivering, "no, don't Come back, will you? "

Feng Sujin's voice will be heard even now. She will sing with her charming voice. She is weak and weak.

She didn't know that such a sound was even more exciting. Jun Mo's blood was boiling and shouting The whole body aches because of forbearance.

He wished he could tear her right away.

"Ah Jin, darling, don't move."

The more struggling Feng Sujin is, the more dawdling Jun Mohan's desire is.

In the struggle, Feng Sujin can also feel his emotions and changes in his body.

"Well, Mohan You didn't do that before Too strong... "

Jun Mohan kisses Feng Sujin and sighs, "ah Jin, I'm not Liu Xiahui, I'm a normal man. Do you think you can stop after you first asked me to ask for you?"

Feng Sujin wanted to cry without tears. She didn't know that Mr. Jun would be so strong after the meat was cooked. He was so domineering, just like a hungry wolf.

"Come back, come back at night, and supply you at night, will you?"

Feng Sujin can only consult with Jun Mohan in this way.

"No, ah Jin, give it to me, or you won't get out."

has the final say of Jun Mo cold, but he has a strong desire to control.

Jun Mohan looks at Feng Sujin's dress. Her eyes are dark. She stretches out her hand and tears her dress directly.

"Mohan, my dress I... Uh...

Jun Mohan's lingering kiss blocks what Feng Sujin wants to say.

Feng Sujin was kissed dizzy, brain blank, instinctive response to him.

Jun Mohan kisses Feng Sujin, holds her hip, and raises it to himself. Then he walks a few steps. One leans, and both fall on the bed.

Feng Sujin plays the bullet on the bed. Before he can think about it, Jun Mohan's attack continues.

Under his kiss and provocation, Feng Sujin had already moved.

He knew that she was ready, and then he made a great effort to break into her body.

Like stranded fish, Feng Sujin can only hold Jun Mohan, breathe and drink water with a big mouth, as if to maintain breath and life.

Some felt so strong that she followed him into the cloud.

Later, Feng Sujin fainted and was washed by Jun Mohan. The clothes he prepared now can't be worn before.

He put the new conservative embroidered dress on her.

Feng Sujin looks at Mr. Jun after satiety, and her eyebrows and eyes are all the light of gentle doting.

Feng Sujin's whole body is still in the afterrhyme. He doesn't want to move at all

"Darling, I'll do it."

So her clothes and hair were all arranged by her husband himself.

More than 10 o'clock, Jun Mo brought Feng Sujin to the main house of the blue family.

Jun Mohan gets off the car, bypasses the front of the car, arrives at the copilot, and welcomes Feng Sujin down.