Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Rong Huang's whole body was limp and crispy.

You, you, get up! Rong Huang stretched out his hand to push Shang Teng, with all his might.

Shang Teng's chest felt as if it was being pressed against by a mountain, it was heavy and heavy.

Shang Teng took a breath, opened his mouth a little, but quickly moved closer and hugged him even tighter, Master, don't move, be good.

Ma De, am I the master or are you the master? !

Rong Huang's soft white face was glowing with a peach-like pink, adding a bit of beauty, making her feel as if she was in a stove.

Rong Huang didn't give up, and tried to break away from Shang Teng's embrace for the second time.

Shang Teng easily suppressed Rong Huang's dog's petty movements, sighed lightly, and pushed him into his arms again.

It seems that the little girl in his arms is going to melt into the bones and flesh.

Master, don't make trouble, go to bed quickly.

The noisy Rong Huang, who was wrapped in the quilt, moved towards the wall for countless times, but was still entangled by the boy's feet.

Rong Huang clearly felt that Shang Teng was hooking her ankle with his foot.

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Rong Huang took a long breath and pretended to be dead.

Rong Huang felt that she couldn't sleep well tonight.

Five minutes later, Rong Huang said, Hoo hoo.

Hearing the little girl's steady and quiet breathing, the boy who had his eyes closed slowly opened them.

The oppressive gaze started from the girl's delicate brows, all the way down, and stopped on the ruddy lips.

The little girl's lips were bright red, like the color of roses.

The lips on the upper lip are small and cute, and they are a bit seductive.

Xu Shi was hugged by someone, and felt a little difficult to breathe. The little girl's lips were slightly parted, and the white millet teeth could be seen faintly.

The youth's eyes were dark, containing the turbulent desire of sea water.

The hand on the waist moved up and came behind the little girl's ear.

The calloused fingertips lightly rubbed against the delicate skin behind the ear, provocatively.

Rong Huang felt a little itchy in his sleep, so he groaned, raised his hand and patted it, and the little milk said sweetly, Don't move!

Shang Teng chuckled, and kept moving his fingertips.

Rong Huang felt uneasy from being rubbed, twisted and twisted, and finally was pinched by the young man's waist by the strong arm, and nailed to the small wooden bed.

The fingertips slid across the white and tender earlobes, across the cheeks, and came to the corners of the lips.

The shallow warm breath hit the fingertips, making people's hearts itch.

Shang Teng's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes fixed on Rong Huang's face, scorching hot.

The little girl looks very good, her skin is extremely fair, with a somewhat delicate and transparent feeling of fragility.

It seems that it will break if it is hit hard.

Shang Teng's breathing was hot, and his fingertips exerted a little force.

I want to see her broken.

but--

If she was broken, wouldn't she be as energetic as the morning light like she is now?

Shang Teng moved his finger away, and gently pinched the little girl's chin with his slender fingers, and rubbed it twice, which caused the little girl to hum and slap in dissatisfaction.

Feeling the numb back of his hand from the beating, Shang Teng chuckled lightly with a deep and hoarse voice.

In the hazy darkness, there is some creepy unknown meaning.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many times he rubbed against the corner of the little girl's mouth. Shang Teng sighed softly, and raised the little girl's chin with his fingers.

The boy leaned forward.

The bright moonlight shone in through the window screen and projected on the small wooden bed, reflecting two figures close together.

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When Rong Huang woke up, she found that she had slept from one side of the bed to the other side of the bed.