Luo Anning's whole body was as soft as water, soft as water. Hearing his ** words, his little face felt hot, and the red glow instantly stained his cheeks.

With his hands on his chest that was clearly textured, Luo Anning's beautiful eyes with her pupils cut in water were looking at him with wavy fog. Her lips, which were swollen and fluffy when kissed, were slightly tempting, opened slightly, and her tone was soft and long, and she was particularly charming: "Don't say..."

Grab the weak and boneless little hand that was stroking on the chest and put it on the lips and kissed it gently: "Wife, you smell so good, so soft..."

He didn't say it, he did it.

"Yan...Don't bully me..." Qing Gu tortured her, twisting her delicate body under him with an itchy heart, and his voice gradually brought a layer of murmuring and crying.

"How did I bully you, huh?" The man stroked the wet petals gently, and gradually found the flower emperor, pressed it hard.

"Ah..." The whole body trembled, Luo Anning screamed in a low voice, and his breathing began to become unsteady.

The numbness of the whole body was like an over-electricity, which made Luo Anning unable to help but climb onto his neck with both hands, as if he was silently asking for more, more...

"Be good, tell me, why did I bully you?" The thin lips leaned against her ear and blew the heat. The man did not give up because of her intimate behavior, but instead pushed away the wet petals even more badly and penetrated the wet and tight path of the wet and hot flower.

Once the emptiness was filled, a trembling mouth suddenly emerged from Luo Anning's throat. His body arched sensitively, making it closer to his firm body with a firm texture.

"Bad guy... give it to me, give it to me..." The woman's eyes were as charming as silk, allowing Qinggu to control all the nerves. Her tender lips found the man's sexy thin lips and kissed her regardless of the matter.

The slippery little tongue was a little green and timid, and clumsyly pried open the man's lips and teeth, and panickedly searched for the big tongue that could play and dance with her in the masculine mouth.

Rong Yan was worried about her being anxious, and his tongue was avoiding her lilac tongue, but he refused to let her catch it. The two tongues kept chasing and entangling in his mouth, one refused to give up, and the other was teasing. Finally, the woman let him go with annoyed, her plump breasts were up and down. As she relaxed, the crystal silver thread flowed down the corners of her lips.

The man rolled his throat, his dark eyes stared at the flowing down the corners of his lips, dripping onto the white and tender peaks. He could no longer hold back, and he roared and grabbed her jaw and kissed her hard.

The big tongue was crazy and obsessed with her little tongue, storming the city and storming the ground in the sweet sandalwood mouth. The tip of the tongue swept through every white tooth of her, dragging it out and rolling it into her mouth to suck and chewing it hard. The kissing method of deep kiss seemed to be about to eat her!

Compared with his rudeness and ruthlessness, Luo Anning seemed much more delicate. She was about to breathe, stretched out her hands and pounded his hard chest hard. Her tongue was sucked, and she could only make a "um" begging for mercy.

Let her go, the man buried his head in front of the peaks, kneaded with one hand, holding a red stamen in his mouth, breathing heavily, and his voice was as dumb as the love valley was: "Do you want it?"
Chapter completed!