Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

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Wen Qi was stunned, before he recovered, the man kissed her forcefully again, holding her lips to absorb her air and warm tongue, and stroking her fish tail with his hot hands.

She retracted her tongue helplessly, but An Yi did not allow her to shrink back, and chased after her forcefully.

Wen Qi's cheeks were hot, her face was flushed, her eyes were half-closed and she looked at the man in front of her who was kissing her with his eyes open.

His eyes were dark and deep, and his lips kissed her deeply, but his eyes stared at her without blinking, with a strong sense of aggression, as if he was thinking about how to tear her apart.

Wen Qi was disturbed by this thought, nervous and shy, closed his eyes suddenly, and the water mist was squeezed, and two pearls fell off.

An Yi backed out with a low smile, moving her lips along her cheeks to her tightly closed eyes.

He regretfully licked off the last trace of water from her eyelashes, and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Qi's eyelids were wet, hot breath sprayed on her forehead, she lowered her head nervously, curled up in the man's arms with her hot face, her fair neck was blushing.

What else can she think?

Why does he in every world have to ask such shy questions...

I can't wait for her to say all kinds of shameful things...

Wen Qi closed his eyes tightly, pursed his red, swollen and painful lips tremblingly, and grabbed his skirt with two soft hands.

An Yi looked at her blushing little face, smiled happily, touched her soft earlobe with his big hand leisurely, kneaded it lightly and heavily, and goose bumps arose on his rough fingertips.

Wen Qi trembled, shrank her neck, and looked at him accusingly with watery eyes: "Ah..." Can't pinch...

"Oh?"

An Yi smiled lowly: "Okay."

He lowered his eyes and slowly stroked her hair hanging in front of her back to her back. The white skin covered by the seaweed hair was exposed in front of the man. The white shells were almost the same color as her body, and the man's eyes became dark again instantly. After a few minutes, the whole body was hot and even the palms were hot.

The man's eyes were looking aggressively in front of her, Wen Qi was so shy that he wanted to cover his eyes, but his hands were inexplicably weak, so he could only hold on to the man's skirt.

She could only hang her head and dare not look up, her skin was visibly pink.

Following his heart, An Yi raised his hand to touch her belly, and his dark eyes slowly moved upwards following the well-articulated hand.

Wen Qi got goosebumps from nervousness, her fingers turned white from the force, she simply fell limply into his arms, clinging to him, her eyes closed tightly and shyly letting him go.

The man gave a nasty low laugh, stretched out his hand to open her soft hand and covered his fragile neck, his voice was hoarse and seductive: "Hey, feel it well, how much I long for you."

As he spoke, his Adam's apple kept rolling, the scorching temperature, Wen Qi could even feel the strong heartbeat and rushing blood flow under his neck.

Wen Qi's hands trembled, but they covered them obediently, softly sticking to his neck.

Next, Wen Qi knew why he said that he longed for her.

because.

On her skin is a hot and moving palm, but under her hand is the man's Adam's apple that keeps rolling.

he is longing for...

Wen Qi's face was astonishingly hot, and his palms curled up a little unbearably.

The man suddenly lowered his head and pressed it against her ear, his voice was hoarse and filled with irrepressible desire: "Shell..."

"Can I take it away?"