Jin Shao, kiss

Meng Qianqian thought in her heart, but her body was afraid.

She and Boss Zhuo are like a big key drilling a small hole.

She had endured his invasion, the kind of pain as if her body was being split, made her afraid and palpitation.

But she really wanted to sleep with him.

Besides, I have braked several times.

Let Boss Zhuo brake halfway, what if something goes wrong and she will have no sex in the future?

Either way, it's a knife, so let's die.

The thoughts in my heart were very domineering, but when the words came to my lips, I was still a little bit embarrassed, "There is red wine that I opened at the counter, please pour me a full glass."

Zhuo Yuheng, "..."

Although he was speechless, Zhuo Yuheng still listened to Meng Qianqian, lifted the quilt, got out of bed and poured Meng Qianqian a glass of red wine.

Meng Qianqian took it, raised her head as if drinking water, and gulped it down.

She drank too fast and spilled a lot of red wine.

The red wine slid down the pink and white swan's neck.

She was naked, but covered her pink and white body with a quilt.

The interweaving of red and white is a visual temptation, Zhuo Yuheng's eyes deepened.

He leaned down and sucked the wine that had slid down her neck.

"Well--"

A warm and moist kiss was printed suddenly, and Meng Qianqian's body trembled uncontrollably.

She subconsciously handed the empty cup in her hand to the man who was lying in front of her and sucking and kissing her.

"Give."

Zhuo Yuheng didn't raise his head.

He raised his hand to find the wine glass in her hand, and with the length of his hand, put it on the bedside table beside him.

During this period, he kept sucking and kissing Meng Qianqian's neck.

Meng Qianqian was so weak from being sucked by him that she couldn't help but fell backwards.

He clasped her waist and kissed her gradually upwards.

First stay on her earlobe for a while, and then attack her pink lips.

She had just drank wine, and the mellow and sweet taste in her mouth was intoxicating.

Zhuo Yuheng kissed Meng Qianqian for a while, making her so steamy and sultry that her eyes blurred.

Then he kissed her all the way down her tender neck.

"Well--"

The wet kiss was tingling and itchy, making people feel unbearably empty.

The thin quilt slipped off her body.

Sensitive points of the body are kissed and licked.

Meng Qianqian seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and she fell back on the bed weakly.

She leaned back, and the man's kiss followed closely.

Unfamiliar pleasures swept over.

Meng Qianqian impatiently inserted her hands into the stubble short hair on the back of the man, and called out with a trembling voice, "Boss..."

"Be good, call me husband."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he was persuasive, as if he was abducting an ignorant child.

Meng Qianqian was so dazed by his kiss, she said obediently when he said something, "Husband~"

"Hmm." Zhuo Yuheng let out a happy satisfaction in his chest.

He teased enough here, and continued to tease.

The sultry kiss went all the way down, and Meng Qianqian couldn't help arching her body.

Maybe the alcohol played a role, and Meng Qianqian suddenly felt light-headed.

She felt as if she was lying in a soft cloud.

Under the clouds, there seemed to be little hands, caressing her body constantly, making her feel refreshed physically and mentally, and she couldn't help twisting her body to cater to and enjoy.

-

Because of the lack of experience for the first time, Meng Qianqian was not prepared enough and had to give up halfway.

This time, Zhuo Yuheng waited on her patiently according to the method he had checked.

Until she, under his service, cried out in pain and joy.

He leaned over to kiss her lips again.

He took the contraceptive from the bedside table and took it apart, put it on, and wrapped her slender legs around his waist, "Hey, I'm going to start."

Meng Qianqian looked at him with bewildered eyes, "Huh?"

After she drank the wine, her cheeks were stained a little red, and her eyes, which were already particularly watery, became more and more watery at this moment.

The bright and sweet face was stained with lust, making her whole body like a blooming flower, coquettish and charming, making people want to pick it.

Zhuo Yuheng caressed her face and comforted her softly, "Hold on, huh?"

Meng Qianqian, who had been drinking, was a little cute. She blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand what the man meant.

Before she knew what the man meant.

Suddenly a sharp pain came.

She subconsciously wanted to call out.

"Well--!"

But she was blocked by the man, blocking back the voice she was about to speak.

Meng Qianqian wrinkled her face in pain, and scratched the man's back vigorously.

The pain coming from behind made Zhuo Yuheng snort.

He lowered his eyes.

Looking at Meng Qianqian who transformed from a girl to a woman beneath her, her eyes were full of pity and love.

It's not that he doesn't feel sorry for her.

It's just that sometimes, it's not good to feel distressed too much.

After all, it was going to hurt once, and he could only be cruel once.

I just saw her small face wrinkled into a ball, and there were still crystal teardrops hanging from the corners of her eyes.

He was still unavoidably distressed.

Zhuo Yuheng lowered his head, kissed her tears away pitifully, then lowered his head and kissed her together again.

During this period, he didn't dare to move, to give her time to adapt to him.

The pain gradually disappeared, replaced by unprecedented joy.

Meng Qianqian raised her hand to hug Zhuo Yuheng, and let out a soft snort similar to that of a kitten when its fur is brushed.

Feeling that the people below him had adapted to his presence, Zhuo Yuheng moved gently.

-

Outside the window, the sky is full of stars, and the night is very seductive.

In the house, men and women who have just tasted happiness are tireless.

Meng Qianqian felt that she was dead and alive, alive and dead.

Zhuo Yuheng held back and restrained himself, but still couldn't help asking Meng Qianqian twice.

The first time doesn't last.

After all, it's the first time for a man.

But the latter time, it took more than an hour.

After finishing, Meng Qianqian was lying on the bed exhausted.

She had slept through and was not sleepy.

But people are very tired.

It is the first time to experience the love between men and women, so high frequency.

Meng Qianqian felt that she had become a little waste, and her legs were not as weak as hers.

There is no strength at all.

The man lay on top of her stickily.

Both of them were covered with sweat.

Perhaps it was too sticky, Meng Qianqian frowned uncomfortably, and hummed softly, "Stick...uncomfortable..."

"I'll go get some water."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yuheng suddenly got up from Meng Qianqian.

"Ah."

Meng Qianqian lay limp and weak on the bed, thinking that if she hadn't already slept, she would probably be sleeping heavier than a pig now.

The novel really did not deceive her.

Doing this kind of thing can really make you want to die.

Cool is really cool.

Tired is really tired.

Zhuo Yuheng was obsessed with cleanliness, so when turning on the water, he took out a disposable bathtub cover from the drawer and put it on before turning on the faucet to turn on the water.

Leave the water on.

He came out to hug Meng Qianqian.

Lift the quilt.

The woman's body covered with love marks instantly came into view, and Zhuo Yuheng's eyes inevitably darkened a bit.

He rolled his Adam's apple calmly, suppressed the fire of desire that was about to rekindle in his body, and leaned over to lift Meng Qianqian from the bed without distraction.

Meng Qianqian didn't feel too shy after being stared at by the other party.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around the man's neck, and followed him to carry her into the bathroom.

After Zhuo Yuheng put Meng Qianqian in the bathtub, he called the front desk and asked him to open another room for him next door.

The sheets in this room were in such a mess that it was impossible to sleep any more.