Drifting Towards You

In the next moment, Mu Beiting squeezed her thigh and dragged her onto the bed.

Immediately, a figure shrouded.

He pressed her under him, bit her lips fiercely, and his eyes blushed.

Su Xiangwan chuckled lightly, turning his head away for a few minutes: "It hurts..."

"Fairy!"

He scolded, his tongue pried away her jade teeth rudely, found her tongue, hooked it to his lips and teeth, and sucked hard.

The tips of her teeth bit her lips and tongue, and there was a sound of water in the air, which was especially ashamed.

He breathed harder and harder, his eyes darkened, and his eyes were filled with turbulent desire.

Su Xiangwan put a small hand on his shoulder, winking and bewildered, letting him take it away.

"Late late..."

He called her name hoarsely, his Adam's apple rolling.

She opened her blurred eyes and looked at him, still thinking about her abs, and said softly: "I have abs, do you want to touch it~"

The fragrant and soft breath overflowed in his ears, and Mu Beiting's brain was congested, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

She grinned and chuckled, catching him with a big hand on her slender waist.

The waist is slender and soft, and the snowy skin is like condensed fat.

His big hands were slightly stiff, lightly falling on that inch of skin, and did not dare to move.

"It's only for you to touch~"

Su Xiangwan raised his head slightly, bewitching in his ears.

"Fuck, Su Xiangwan, did you or him deliberately!"

He blushed and scolded loudly, his hands getting harder.

The blood surged and went up retrograde, like a sea of ​​boiling fire, vomiting tongues of fire.

He rubbed her soft waist heavily, and followed her waist and abdomen towards her leg socket.

I felt her warmth through a thin layer of fabric.

Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled lightly, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Two snow-white jade legs climbed up to his strong waist, she looked at him in confusion, and said aggrieved: "You touched the wrong place..."

"To shut up!"

He warned in a low voice, only to feel a scorching heat climbing up his spine.

Desire roars.

Reason is collapsing.

He tensed his nerves, his breathing was stagnant, and he stared at the woman under him with scarlet eyes.

Su Xiangwan bit her lip aggrievedly, and lowered her eyes: "So fierce..."

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long and her cheeks were blushing, she was bright and attractive!

He stiffly watched him motionless, the desire beneath him caused pain because of his utmost endurance.

A bead of sweat rolled on her forehead, and Mu Beiting suddenly pushed her away, got up and left!

He is so intolerable that he wants to cry!

He wanted her, crazily.

But he also knew that she never liked him touching her.

He is not a decent gentleman, and he doesn't want to pay attention to taking advantage of others.

But he didn't want her to regret or hate him after she woke up.

He didn't want to bet, nor did he dare to bet.

Mu Beiting's forehead was full of blue veins, and big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks one by one.

Because she tried her best to forbear it, her eyes were scarlet, which was especially painful.

There was a stalemate for a few seconds, with heavy breathing, just about to leave.

Suddenly a soft body was wrapped around his back.

Wearing only a thin layer of pajamas, it clung to his back.

Su Xiangwan chased off the bed and put his hands around his strong waist: "I don't want to sleep alone."

Mu Beiting's figure was a bit swaying, and he clasped her hand and took her hand away: "Observe, I'll come over in a while!"

Su Xiangwan stood on tiptoe and licked his earlobe with his tongue: "No~"

A burst of wet Confucianism, like a ball of fire, blood spread from the earlobe to the whole body, Mu Beiting's sanity completely collapsed.

He tore off her wrist and threw her to the bed severely: "You asked for it!"