She didn’t fall steadily, and she was afraid of hurting him. She got up quickly, but Qiyicheng didn’t seem to want to pull her forward with one hand.
Zhao Xiaojie feels hot lips.
She opened her eyes but saw Qi Yicheng’s face suddenly appear in front of her eyes. He still closed his eyes but became active.
He pulled her Zhao Xiaojie to break free, but the strength between men and women is naturally different.
Qi Yicheng just drank the wine but didn’t have the unpleasant smell of distiller’s grains, which added a few minutes to the smell of tobacco. She actually felt like a bitter and sweet taste.
Qiyicheng seems to have felt his mouth slightly open.
Little by little …
Since he took the initiative to become strong.
He suddenly opened his eyes, slightly cooled his palm, dragged Zhao Xiaojie back of his head, and clasped her body with one hand, which didn’t mean to let her go.
Zhao Xiaojie is a little unaccustomed and doesn’t want him to do such a thing when he is not awake, but when he can’t get rid of it, his heart unconsciously becomes a little infatuated.
It’s like drinking alcohol and it’s too late to leave.
Whether it’s this matter or to Qi Yicheng.
Qi Yi was so hot that she was in a daze and her nose smelled fragrant.
It smells good, just like washing it when I was a child and drying it in the sun. It smells familiar and addictive.
I vaguely seem to see a woman around me, and the charming smell comes from her, which makes him want to be close to her.
So he grabbed her.
His idea is simple: he wants her around as long as he wants.
The more hot and dry he feels, the more excited he is. He seems to feel the boiling blood stretching from his lower abdomen.
He couldn’t help it.
Zhao Xiaojie struggled to take off Qiyicheng but wouldn’t let go.
She bit his lip so hard that she could feel the smell of blood.
Her anxious mouth "QiYiCheng you don’t do this … now in the outside? You’re drunk, I’ll take you back, ok? You let me go first, I … Well … "The familiar breath came again before the words were finished.
Qiyicheng didn’t listen to him conveniently lock the car door and roll the window to turn over. Zhao Xiaojie was forced to kiss all the way without her resistance.
Zhao Xiaojie resisted, but when the object she liked was gentle and strong, her inner resistance gradually became obedience and then cooperation.
The dim light of the moon star stretched the shadow of the car.
Wushan * in the car is tearful …
*
Jing Hu ya ju
In the evening, the guests dispersed very late, and Hojo’s parents told them many things and left.
The lights in the room are bright, leaving Qiao Cen and Huo Yanming alone.
Qiao Cen took off her makeup and was struggling with how to take off her gift.
The last set of gifts is a pink tube top skirt with a strap at the back. Although she untied it, it was not easy to handle.
Huo Yanming took off his coat and walked to the bed and patted his side position "Come here".
Qiao Cen used to "help me get my clothes so tight that I can’t get them off."
Huo Yanming stretched out his hand and quickly loosened her bandage after the ceremony. She didn’t wear clothes inside, and when the bandage was loosened, her white back was revealed.
Slippery fingertips touched her waist and skin, which was a sensitive area of Qiao Cen. She shrank but didn’t want to bump into Huo Yanming’s hand.
Qiao Cen has good skin, white, smooth and soft.
Huoyanming took her in her arms.
He buried his head in Qiao Cen’s neck, and the faint perfume smelled very good.
The warm breath vomited lightly, and his breathing seemed to become shortness. Qiao Cen knew what he wanted without saying anything.
She leaned back. "Stop it. I haven’t taken a shower yet. I’ll take a shower first."
Huo Yanming didn’t let her loose. She seemed to quip, "I didn’t wait for it to be washed together."
Qiao Cen "…"
She refused to "no", and she felt her belly. Huo Yanming naturally felt her move.
"Today is our wedding night …" His voice is very light with a little nasal sound, which sounds like a child playing the woman.
"That’s not good. What’s your hurry?" Joe Cen looked at his appearance and couldn’t bear it.
"But …"
Huo Yanming was interrupted again by Qiao Cen before he finished speaking. "That won’t do either!"
Huoyanming smell speech unwilling to embrace Joe CenHuang waved the body.
Suddenly, he let Qiao Cen gently board her and kissed her on the lips …
Section 21
-digression–
Ask me what I like to write about kissing recently, because one single Wang is running to another single Wang, although the other single Wang doesn’t know …
O(n_n)o Haha ~ I’ve been short of love recently, so come on ~ hurt each other ~
I won’t tell.
Just as Qiao Cen was about to make a move, he saw Huo Yanming chuckle and let her go to take a shower. He conveniently handed her pajamas.
Joe cen saw eye pajamas leng.
Big red lace suspender nightgown …
Poor cloth.
Joe Cen frowned and turned to look at him.
Huo Yanming shrugged his shoulders and said, "Mom is ready." He thought about it and added, "Your mother and my mother are ready together."
Qiao Cen "…"