Dedicated to life

"Are you tired?" Ling Mojin hugged Yu Qingge in her arms, and kissed her sweaty hairline distressedly. This was the second skin-to-skin date with Yu Qingge, but this time she was extraordinarily serious. It was much longer than last time, Ling Mojin really tasted the beauty of Yu Qingge this time, she was so beautiful that she didn't want to move her eyes or let go of her hands.

Seeing Yu Qingge happy because of her love, the satisfaction she got in her heart was unprecedented. Yu Qingge waited for her for so long, missed her for so long, tonight, she couldn't bear to let this woman wait any longer.

"Qingge, take me." Ling Mojin's voice was still soft, but there was a firmness that could not be rejected.

Yu Qingge was lying quietly in her arms, but when she heard her words, her heart beat violently, and she could even hear the rapid and violent heartbeat in her chest.

"Jin'er, you don't have to force it." Yu Qingge only felt that being able to touch her unobstructed skin was already Ling Mojin's greatest limit, and he was reluctant to see her painful expression again. I don't want to make her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I also want to be loved by you, and I want to experience the happiness in your arms." Ling Mojin held her face, no longer avoiding Yu Qingge's eyes, letting her see the surging love in her eyes, My heart has been lonely for so many years, and now my heart is full of the woman in front of me.

Along the way, her amazement, pity, heartache, and reluctance towards Yu Qingge, coupled with her surging love, made her unable to stick to her original etiquette and restraint. She wanted to hand herself over to Yu Qingge. Qingge, give her completely, not just my heart.

Although her expression was as shy as before, her eyes were always firm, and she said to Yu Qingge gently: "Qingge, I am your wife, and everything about me belongs to you."

Seeing that she was stunned in front of her, Ling Mojin leaned over and kissed her lips, and whispered in her ear: "I want to give it to you, is it because you don't want to?"

Yu Qingge's nose was a little sour, and something seemed to come out of her eyes. Ling Mojin had been indifferent for many years. From the first time she kissed her forcibly until her first night, she was almost always guiding her. For her, even the joy of that night was pushed by herself step by step.

Now if she didn't love herself so deeply, how could Ling Mojin get blood on her hands for herself?How can I look at myself in the palace like no one else?And how can you tell yourself to want her?

"Jin'er, it's not that I don't want...I..." Yu Qingge's tears rolled in her eyes, how could she not want Ling Mojin?She thought about it for a long time, and her heart ached, but since she knew Ling Mojin's fear that time, she never dared again. She was afraid that Ling Mojin would recall those past events again, and if she wanted to use Ling Mojin's She would never do it to satisfy herself by being uncomfortable. She wanted Ling Mojin to be happy, and she didn't want to see the horror in Ling Mojin's eyes.

Yu Qingge's tears made Ling Mojin's heart ache, she put her lips on Yu Qingge's eyes and kissed those tears away, how could she not know Yu Qingge's heart?At this time, I was still worried about my knots, for fear that I would feel a little uncomfortable.

"Qingge, only you can untie my knot, so let me be." Ling Mojin took the initiative to kiss Yu Qingge's lips, but she didn't go deep. She was waiting, waiting for Yu Qingge to turn against the guest. Qingge will never be willing to reject herself.

I have abandoned etiquette and restraint, ignored our same gender, just to love you according to the feelings in my heart, even if I have been hurt, I am willing to try to accept it for you.

An elegant and refined woman like Ling Mojin, even at this moment of courtship, seems to exude the holy radiance of the Nine Heavens Fairy, making Yu Qingge feel that just like what he told her, the matter of skin-to-skin contact is not important. In the eyes of the world, it is only to satisfy desires/desires and reproduce offspring, but to blend into each other's souls to make their affection stronger.

Yu Qingge looked at Ling Mojin who was actively kissing her in front of her, and felt that her heart was so soft that it was about to melt into water. Finally, she met Ling Mojin's lips, put her lower lip in her mouth, and pressed her tongue over and over again. While depicting, her hand also moved from Ling Mojin's back to her collarbone, her fingertips lingered there, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Jin'er...Jin'er..." Yu Qingge's lips left her, and she looked obsessively at the face in front of her. He had already loved this woman to the bottom of his heart, so he couldn't bear her being sad at all. He only wanted her to be happy because of him. happy.

I saw that Ling Mojin's usually indifferent eyes are now full of intoxicating amorous feelings, and there is spring water hidden in the eyes, the delicate face of a fairy in the painting is glowing with a touch of red, and her skin is as warm and moist as jade, inch by inch. Exuding a soft light, three thousand black threads scattered randomly, but a few strands lingered in front of her body, barely covering that bright red spot.

The skin is as tender and smooth as fat, the breath is like orchids in the valley, and the black hair is pouring down like a waterfall. She is very elegant and charming, and the two extreme temperaments are perfectly integrated in her. How can she not move people's hearts?

At this moment, she smiled even more shallowly, that smile was very light, but it seemed to be able to absorb people's souls. Yu Qingge suddenly felt that everything in the world had lost its brilliance, only her in front of her was exuding a dazzling brilliance.

She looked at Yu Qingge, and saw infinite tenderness and love in those winking eyes, and there was no longer the strong desire/desire just now.

In this life, Yu Qingge loves so deeply, what else can she be afraid of?You have to be alone, know me, pity me, cherish me, love me, what more can I ask for.

Ling Mojin moved her fingertips to Yu Qingge's lips, and stroked them lightly. Last time, she wanted to hear Yu Qingge's words of love. This time, she was implying that I would like to give myself to you, my heart, My body, no longer reserved.

Under Yu Qingge's caressing, a strange feeling like a drop of ink dripping into water quickly dissipated in her body that had never experienced the joy of love/love. That feeling made her feel unbearable, as if Wanting more, and seeming to want to stop this torture.

Her throat seemed to gather a lot of words that she wanted to express, but she couldn't say anything, she could only pant more quickly.

Yu Qingge moved her fingertips outside the cave and lingered, hesitating. She looked at Ling Mojin tentatively, and the latter responded by giving her firm gaze again without wavering in the slightest.

"Love me..." Ling Mojin pulled her body, put her arms around her neck, her usually indifferent voice was now tainted with a little affectionate charm, and now she said the most gentle words, but With a powerful temptation, Yu Qingge was successfully lured into the cave without any hesitation on his knuckles.

Ling Mojin closed her eyes, and the emptiness in her lower/abdomen was gradually filled by Yu Qingge. That feeling was full of satisfaction, joy, and more of a touch, but the only thing that didn't exist was the pain in the impression, let alone letting herself Uncomfortable to clenched hands, but full of happiness.

After all, she gave herself to Yu Qingge. From this moment on, she is Yu Qingge's wife.

Seeing her eyes closed tightly, Yu Qingge thought she was hurting her, and hugged her even tighter while panicking: "Jin'er, is it hurting? Are you uncomfortable? I'm sorry..."

She just wanted to say no more, but she couldn't bear the slightest discomfort for Ling Mojin, but Ling Mojin's lips blocked her mouth before she could say it.

After all, Ling Mojin couldn't say it so bluntly, but she opened her eyes, telling Yu Qingge sincerely in her eyes, I don't hurt, I feel the love from the bottom of your heart, so strong, so gentle, let I can't help but indulge in it and let you love me.

"Jin'er, you are so beautiful..." Yu Qingge couldn't help uttering these words, the woman in front of her was no longer as cold and indifferent as before, her body baptized by love/desire had a pink luster, like a thrush It's rare to be tainted with charm, and the casual smile just now is even more eager to hook his soul away.

Everyone in the world has said that she is known as Qingge, who is alluring and alluring, but how could she know that the woman in front of her is the real alluring beauty, and when she is emotional, her eyes can capture people's hearts.

"Jin'er, I'm so close to you now, I'm in your body, but I still miss you so much..." Yu Qingge couldn't help but say these words that seemed affectionate but full of desire/desire, even though My knuckles are wrapped in Ling Mojin's hot and humid body, but I still think about Ling Mojin so much that my heart hurts, my heart is full of this beautiful woman in my arms, everything I do It was because of this woman, even if he left without saying goodbye to the border, he did not want this woman to wake up unable to face the fallen land.

A strong sense of joy came from the lower/abdomen, and there seemed to be something in Ling Mojin's throat that she wanted to chant. She almost subconsciously bit Yu Qingge's white and tender shoulder in front of her, wanting to squeeze that tender The voice that made him feel ashamed was forced back into his body.

"Hmm..." Yu Qingge snorted, and there was severe pain in her shoulder, but she still didn't stop the movement of her other hand.

During the continuous movement, Ling Mojin never let go of her strength, a faint smell of blood gradually filled the air, and Yu Qingge's shoulder also lost consciousness due to the long-term pain.

Ling Mojin is not as charming as Yu Qingge, but now she is deeply in love/love, but she is extraordinarily charming. Even though she is biting Yu Qingge's shoulder, she still can't control her mouth. The coquettish moan made Yu Qingge want to hurt her to the bone and blood.

How can I care about whether the place on my shoulder that Ling Mojin bitten hurts or not, and whether the blood is still flowing? At this moment, I just want to continue wanting this woman, and I don't want to stop for a moment.

But how can human beings control such strong desires?Ling Mojin finally couldn't hold her back anymore, and the groans rushed out of her body like a wild horse that had been unstuck. Although it was not as presumptuous as Yu Qingge's, it was still full of passion/desire and charming.