When Xiao Tu was kissed by the other party, she felt her brain stop working, especially when those lips stuck to her little by little. The numbness on his lips spread throughout her body like an electric current. She was so tempted that she couldn't help but open her petal-like mouth and invite him to join!

When she heard this question, her eyelashes were trembling, her charming eyes were full of mist, and she was slowly standing on tiptoe, offering more of herself, her eyes were soft as water and she took the time to say, "Well~, okay, ha, it's been a few, a few days~"

Ning Cuo was pleased by her answer. Although they both knew how much water there was in the past few days, her words showed that she was thinking about him as well...

So the man lowered his charming eyes and smiled in the thick and blurred desire, then he became more devoted and inserted his hands directly into the woman's hair, and then began to fight back wildly against the fresh flower that was sent to his mouth.

When Xiao Tu felt that he was being robbed, he was confused for a moment about what he had done. The city gates were wide open, inviting the enemy to go deep into the city. Wouldn't he be the one who would suffer?

The other party is no longer the ignorant Wu Xia Amon at the beginning, but a beast that has experienced hundreds of battles and knows the taste of life...

How could she resist his recklessness and greed?

In just a moment, she was dragged into his bone-eroding and gorgeous world, allowing him to grab, taste and swallow the endless sweetness.

The breeze blows by, and under the crabapple tree, the pink and white petals are like a spring rain, scattered all over the sky. In the beautiful picture, the man and woman embrace each other, their black hair flying with the wind, entangled, and messy blending together...

Ying Ning's voice, accompanied by fascinated sighs, rose and fell in a symphony under the crabapple tree, overlapping into syllables that made people blush and their hearts beat fast!

The full and charming fragrance is a touch of richness aroused by the heat in the man, which is intoxicating and bone-melting, and is intertwined with the clean and sweet smell of the gorgeous woman in pure white.

That's the smell of passion!

The man and woman were kissing each other, their curves fitting perfectly together. The man's big hands were holding the woman's slender waist, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. The woman had been pressed under a tree, her small hands were raised above her head, and her two slender white wrists were being held down by the man's other hand.

The woman raised her snow-white neck high, and was pressed against the tree by the strange and evil man. She was like a butterfly with its wings fixed, or like a pure girl being sacrificed. She was kissing the devilish man, their saliva intertwined. The strange and beautiful picture was full of a strange and enchanting fragrance and sweetness.

The whimper of oxygen-deprived crying leaked out from the woman's mouth, along with a thousand-fold "Ah, so" that seemed to be trying to awaken the fallen demon.

The man's strange and charming black eyelashes slightly opened a gap, and her little hand was indeed released, but she was allowed to put it on her neck.

And her lips were not spared, but she was picked up, and her sexy big hands held her pink hips, gently lifted her soft and boneless body, and directly embraced and kissed her, heading towards the half-closed luxurious bedroom...

In the hall, the tables and chairs that blocked the way could not stop the people from moving forward. I don’t know how many of them were overturned along the way. The jade curtains were hit and made a “crackling” sound. I don’t know how many expensive porcelain ornaments were broken...

The bright red bed curtains were pushed open by the embracing bodies, and two intertwined figures fell into the low-key and luxurious silk quilt...

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