Han Yuan was still not satisfied, his black eyes were as bright as jade, showing a very bad smile, and he was so beating, "What are you covering up? No, no, even if you cover it up, I still remember it's like it's nesting in my palm and holding it in my mouth, it's harder, playing with my tongue, its softness, its elasticity, the expression you feel so comfortable that you're about to die when I teased them, you'll grab my hair and nails into my back, so cruel, so deep..."

"I told you to stop! Stop!"

Sulian pressed a bright red and bloody face and tried not to listen to the sound of his devilish obstacles, but she knew that she had heard everything and remembered everything. Those pictures were raging in her mind, tugging her heart one by one.

In the past, it was torture, but when it was to think of it, it was punishment, but the content of the punishment was sweet with everything he experienced. It was sweet that made people tremble when thinking about it...

Han Yuan admired every inch of pain on her beautiful face, grinned slowly, and smiled, and his delicate facial features as delicate as sculptures were twisted.

"Ayn." After four years, he finally shouted these two words to her again.

Thuryn felt that his spine was about to collapse. His voice was endless in his ears, ane ane ane ane ane...

He was so special when he called her. When his sexy lips bite out the word ane, the feeling was always dry, hungry, and anxious. At that time, on winter nights, the two of them would fall into the quilt early after the course. Listening to the gentle and affectionate ane, she could always fall asleep with a smile and have a good dream.

Seeing her stunned, he suddenly folded his legs. Naturally, her hands wrapped around his crotch were clamped by his legs, trapping the most sensitive part of his legs.

"...what are you doing? You pressed my hand! Let go..."

He turned a deaf ear and leaned towards her. She was anxious and struggled hard, "You are sick! Why are you doing with my hand? Do you know what you are doing..."

"Ayn, I miss you." He interrupted her, his voice softly and his eyes were dark, and his breath that brushed across her cheeks was dry and turbid.

Threynn opened her mouth like that, and her heart was like tens of thousands of rollers in magma.

Did he know what he was saying? Why did he suddenly say such things? Didn’t he pretend to not know her before?

"I miss..." The slender and green index finger pointed firmly on her breasts, "Here."

Thuryn felt the thunder and lightning, looked down at his fingertips, less than a centimeter from his chest, and held his breath nervously. She knew that even if she took a small breath, her chest would touch his hand.

The hand did not linger on her chest, but slowly went down, rubbing her fingertips against her clothes several times, scaring her to retreat, as if he was a beast, but some pictures came out of my mind in an extremely out of date. In the picture, they embraced each other sincerely, and his dry and cold palms were licking her skin bit by bit at this grinding speed, igniting all her enthusiasm...

Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah! Why do you think of these things? Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Looking at her face that was intertwined with pale and blushing, she rolled her thin lips and slid her fingers towards her thin waist, "I still miss... here."

After a pause, he moved down leisurely, "I missed it most...here."

He said the most unrestrained words in the most elegant voice, with deep eyebrows and thick eyes, and clamoring for ambiguity that made her ashamed to look directly. He saw that the temperature of her skin suddenly rose and became a big red color.

She didn't dare to look down with his hand. She knew where he pointed at her. The extreme shame made her unable to make any sound. This bastard was so bad! How could he... how could he treat her like this!

Han Yuan closed his eyes, leaned his head back, and put his pillow on the back of the chair. The elongated neck meridians suddenly appeared, showing a wild and unruly Adam's apple.

Then, Threne saw that the rough Adam's apple moved up and down several times, each time deeply and depressing, as if it was urgently needed to relieve something and release something.

As she looked at it, she began to swallow involuntarily.

Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes to look at her, his eyes narrowed, and then, letting go of his overlapping legs, Thuryn's hand, which was squeezed and covered with folds, finally returned to the light again.

"Sorry, I haven't touched a woman for a while. I'm more sensitive. Once I'm stimulating, I'll be hard, and if I'm harsh, I'll be abnormal. Please pretend that I didn't hear what I said just now." Someone looked serious and his eyes were full of gentlemen.

“…”

"I didn't hear your sister!!!"

Is this kind of tricking people recently? I've played her heart to death, and then said lightly that I haven't touched a woman for a while.

Is this the fucking explanation the key point? Is this the key point?
Chapter completed!