Heavier one after another.

Fenghua finally couldn't continue acting, so he stretched out his feet to kick him, shouting with his name and surname: "Ning Jiuque, can't you... be gentler?"

This dead eunuch never seemed to know what gentleness means.

I wish I could let her...

Toss and turns, to die.

Doing with him is like the last carnival of the end of the world.

There are only two words: intense.

After a while, I was already sweating profusely.

The man's gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were stained with a strong and enchanting desire, and crystal beads of sweat slid down the thin and beautiful chin at the end of her eyes.

Sexy and tempting to be thrilling.

Hearing the woman's coquettish curse, Ning Jiuque looked at her.

The beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with scorching bright light, like the flowing light of black jade, or like the bottomless vortex, as if they could suck people in at a glance.

Inspiring, constantly sinking.

The red lips, which were not too thin, became brighter and brighter after the kiss, and slowly rejuvenated.

Beautiful and seductive.

Last second, Her Majesty the Queen even disliked the dead eunuch not being gentle enough.

The next second, all dislikes were abandoned.

Seeing the woman's burning colors in her eyes, Ning Jiuque smiled deeper in the corner of his lips, as if he was in a good mood.

He raised his slender fingers that were more flawless than Bai Yu, pinched her jaw, rolled up his Adam's apple, and said, "I have said before that there is nothing light to me."

The voice overflowed from the throat to the voice between the lips and teeth was gorgeously dyed with brightness.

Immediately, he asked her to look up and kiss her slightly with a bit of fierce possessiveness.

Even...

As he said, there is nothing light.

She shrank and ran upwards, Ning Jiuque held Subai's ankle and pulled it down.

The bed sheets rolled...messy.

One end.

Fenghua panted slightly with her red lips, her cheeks were red and hot, and her body was as if it was salvaged from water, and she was sweating profusely.

The white and delicate skin was filled with a faint and beautiful color, and the rippling water light shone in the night.

One end is like black ink, and a few strands are sticky on the back, shoulders, and chest.

Her body was hot and wet.

However, although a certain Qiansui Master's body is also sweaty, it is warm and cool.

The texture between the chest, waist and abdomen, and the back are beautiful, exquisite and smooth, as cool as jade.

Fenghua couldn't help but treat him as a human-shaped pillow, wrapping his hands and feet up, and his bright red and wet cheeks were pillowing between his chest, breathing a long sigh.

The faint breath is hot and charming.

Ning Jiuque lowered his eyes and looked at the woman's black hair on her head, and said nothing to her behavior of treating herself as a pillow.

At this moment, the tent of the silk and red phoenix was full of the beautiful atmosphere that had not yet dissipated. After the beauty and passion, a quiet atmosphere was lingering between the two people lying on their necks.

Ning Jiuque's slender fingers rolled up a strand of her hair and played with it casually.

The hair is soft, as dark as ink.

The eyes fell on it, and Ning Jiu couldn't help but think of a poem:

If you are married, you will be in love with each other.

Yes, the next second.

He sneered in his heart.

She, Yan Qiyu, is someone else's wife, and he and her are at most...

A love, everyone needs it.

Just to detoxify.

However, he paused for a moment.
Chapter completed!