Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

The fish fin struggled twice and couldn't move, Wen Qi simply let the fish fin stick to it, circling the man's neck with his eyes bent.

Well.

The man's chest is really comfortable.

Unlike her, it was hot and hard.

An Yi hugged her around and went back to the place where he lived, and bolted the door.

The old lady went to the city today and had to come back in the afternoon, so he brought her back.

An Yi stood by the bed, pursed her lips, stroked her fishtail with her big hand, and smiled ambiguously: "Hey, it's time to let go."

Wen Qi blinked: "Ah." Oh.

Slowly moving the fins to get out from the hem of the clothes.

An Yihu's skin tightened.

The girl was softly moved by his warm fish fins slowly in his abdomen, and the slightly longer areas on both sides of the fish fins were swept violently, causing a burst of numbness.

An Yi's eyes became darker and darker, and he suddenly stretched out his big hand to press the fin back, and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't need to go out, you will still have to stick to it later."

Wen Qi was dumbfounded, and tilted his head to look at him suspiciously.

The man's eyes were dark, which inexplicably made her look hot, and she fell into his arms blushing, and buried her face in embarrassment.

she thinks.

She knew what a man meant.

Woo.

What a shame.

Wen Qi's face became hotter and hotter, and his eyes were filled with mist. Shyly, the man started to walk around with her in his arms.

Well?

Eh?Is not it?

Wen Qi blushed and raised her head, just in time to meet the man's dark gaze.

He chuckled and closed the window.

The room suddenly became darker, the man stared at her with scorching eyes, and the two of them became ambiguous.

"Ah." Woo.

Wen Qi nervously buried her face in the man's arms again, and grabbed the hands around the man's neck together.

An Yi sat on the side of the bed, happily rubbed her soft golden hair with his chin, and gently stroked the hot big hands wrapped around the girl's back.

Wen Qi looked up at him nervously, his eyes were hazy and misty.

An Yi pinched her chin with one hand, stared at her soft eyes with dark eyes, put his lips together, and said with a low smile: "Nervous?"

The scorching breath sprayed out, the trembling of speaking even made Wen Qi's lips tremble.

"Ahhhhh."

Wen Qi blinked nervously, and the pearl instantly slid down her red cheeks, fell on the bed and rolled around twice.

She snorted softly.

An Yi was extremely happy.

He didn't know why he knew nothing about the girl, but he felt that the girl sitting in his arms had a desire to urge him to move.

He is happy.

Also very satisfied.

An Yi rubbed her lips hard, sucked it, and then opened her lips to poke out.

Wen Qi unconsciously breathed rapidly, his eyes were filled with water vapor, and another pearl dropped nervously, his eyes were red, and he opened his mouth obediently.

The intensity caused inexplicable tremors, and the breathing of the two intertwined, becoming more and more rapid.

An Yi moved the hand holding the girl's chin to the back of the girl's head, opened her big hand and pressed it hard, bringing the girl's head closer to him.

"Wow."

Wen Qi snorted softly through his nose.

At this moment, she half-closed her eyes in confusion, and a little water mist overflowed and turned into small pearls on the eyelashes, so that the long eyelashes were strung with pearls, half restrained noble and confused, but her face and earlobes were completely red, and her eye sockets were also flushed. With delicate red.

I don't know how long this kiss lasted. After Wen Qi came back to his senses, the man had already pressed her on his shoulder, pressed his lips against her ear, and sprayed his hot breath on her earlobe.

An Yi squinted his eyes happily, his whole body became hotter and hotter, and he breathed quickly with his lips closed.