I still remember the king's heart

Sang Yu felt more and more uncomfortable, her face was flushed, she was panting lightly from between her lips and teeth, her chest was heaving and unsteady, her soaked underwear was tightly attached to her body, revealing two bright cornel flowers on her chest.

Su Ming suddenly withdrew his hand and licked his lips, his mouth felt a little dry, and there was a burst of heat in his lower abdomen.

Sudden loss of strength, Sang Yu suddenly fell into her arms, and when she opened her eyes, water rippled in her eyes, winking like silk, and showing a hint of timidity.

"Destiny... so uncomfortable..."

That person's body was scorching hot, and the temperature seemed to reach the bottom of his heart, Su Ming pursed his lips and slowly took off her obscene clothes, when his body suddenly felt cold, Sang Yu let out a comfortable groan, and rubbed against her arms again.

Su Ming's body temperature is lower than ordinary people's all year round, and the clothes on his body are light and smooth, so it is very comfortable to rub.

Su Ming helped her up, her eyes were burning with fire, she closed her eyes slightly, turned the fire in her inner pressure, and then took her hand and placed it in her palm.

There was also a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her pale complexion was dyed a few touches of cherry, like a red plum blossoming on a branch, and the cinnabar between her eyebrows was even more beautiful.

She also became short of breath, her hair hung down softly, and a few strands fell into the slightly open lapel, which made people want to find out. Sang Yu looked at her without blinking.

She is not a girl who doesn't know people and things, some things she doesn't give, but she knows how to get them, so she slightly raised her chin to touch her lips.

Su Ming was stunned, the touch on her lips was hot and soft, with a light cold plum fragrance, she wanted to push her away, but the man clung to her again, imitating her previous appearance, sticking out the tip of her tongue to explore carefully, and then grabbing every bite. A hint of fragrance.

Originally she was hugging Sang Yu, but it was Sang Yu who stood up slightly and kissed her. The man's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, his long eyelashes fluttered, his eyes were blurred, and his hands changed from interlocking her fingers to brushing her skin inch by inch. , tore off the belt, and slid into the smooth back.

Su Ming raised her head slightly, following her enthusiasm, where her hands seemed to ignite a fire, her body was a little weak, so she leaned back.

Sang Yu took advantage of the situation and pressed her up, the ups and downs of the chests of the two pressed together, and became more fiery and hard due to the friction, Su Ming raised her head and gasped softly, with slightly bent legs, Sang Yu squeezed in.

As a result, the two snow-white thighs were intertwined, and they fit together seamlessly. She could clearly feel the warmth and slipperiness between the man's legs. Su Ming curled up her fingers slightly, and tightened the quilt under her body.

Unable to bear the torture, a low moan escaped from his lips and teeth, "Mmm..."

The usually cold voice was even more charming, and it was undoubtedly the best encouragement when it fell into Sang Yu's ears. She moved slightly, bent her legs and rubbed them, and felt that the man gradually became like her, distraught and emotional Mizhong stretched out his hand to explore the past, holding up a clear spring.

With a woman's fragrance, it is not like the Lengmei fragrance on her body, but belongs to the fate, unique and fatal fragrance.

The petals were ready to bloom due to the rain and dew, the stamens were hidden in it and slightly poked her head, Sang Yu stretched out her hand to cover it, Su Ming trembled all over, and suddenly clasped her waist tightly, her eyes were so charming that she had never felt before Eyes like silk.

"Sang Yu..." She raised her head and panted lightly, her eyes were blurred, and she had already forgotten about her practice.

The person under her body is covered with black hair, her pale face is stained with sakura, like a pear blossom on a branch dyed a few touches of bright red, the two peaks on her chest rub against each other, every rise and fall makes Su Ming hold her waist tightly, and there is a low moan from her lips and teeth overflow.

Sang Yu lingered around her neck, biting lightly or swirling the tip of her tongue, her hot breath intertwined, and the kiss finally fell on the dogwood standing upright on her chest. An electric current flashed through her lower abdomen, and Su Ming was suddenly clamped. He stretched his legs, and his panting gradually became heavier.

Sang Yu was stunned, and suddenly a clear spring gushed out of her palm. She seemed to have just recovered, her eyes were a little blurred, and she looked down at Su Ming, who was still panting.

"Silly girl..." Su Ming raised his head and let out a sigh from his lips, wasn't he so powerful just now, but now he is pretending to be stupid.

She wrapped her arms around Sang Yu's neck and pulled him down, and the kiss fell on her lips. They became entangled with each other, and one hand grabbed her hand and continued to probe inside.

All the way in was unimpeded, Sang Yu felt that her fingers were tightly wrapped in a mass of fiery softness, she moved tentatively, Su Ming's panting became heavier, she clenched her lower lip, and her body was almost limp in her arms Here, it is a weakness that has never been seen before.

Sang Yu imitated her previous appearance, raised her index finger slightly, and touched a bulge on the fiery inner wall, Su Ming trembled, and clasped her smooth back tightly, as if to rub her into his arms, from then on The two are in perfect harmony and will never be separated again.

It seems that after trying this kind of thing once or twice, you can get the taste of it, and you don’t need anyone to teach it. Sangyu is getting more and more proficient, and the fingertips seem to be getting more and more slippery and sticky. Tightening her lower lip and slightly bending her legs, she gasped violently.

Sang Yu only felt that her fingers were tightly wrapped, and the warm and humid feeling made her very excited, until Su Ming hugged her waist tightly, her rounded nails almost sank into the flesh, and her fingers were sucked. Very tight, a clear spring bloomed in the palm of my hand.

Su Ming raised his head and panted violently, and could no longer suppress the ambiguous moan, his body was thrown high into the sky, and his consciousness went blank for a moment.

As she gradually fell back, the soreness of her body rose up like a tide, she slightly closed her eyes, and when everything was calm, Sang Yu had already collapsed on her body, and she was extremely tired.

She helped her down and kissed her forehead, only then did Sang Yu feel a little shy, and raised her eyes to look at her cautiously, "Did Su Ming... hurt you?"

Su Ming shook his head, both of them were covered in sweat, sticky and tight, but the skin of the woman in his arms was still flimsy, even dyed a few traces of cherry.

The corners of her lips curled into a half-smile, and her fingers vaguely drew circles on her body, "The technique is good, I am very pleased with my husband."

The finger seemed to be disorganized, but wherever it went, it ignited a ball of fire. Sang Yu snorted softly, bit her lower lip tightly, and muttered: "Su Ming..."

"My lady just felt comfortable, now it's my turn to be a husband." She rolled over and pressed the man under her body. After all, she is a martial arts practitioner, and her physical strength is impressive.

On the other hand, Sang Yu could only beg for mercy in a low voice, her tortured eyes were wet with water, and her fist kept pushing her out.

Su Ming frowned, and slapped her upturned buttocks, the force was not heavy but made Sang Yu tremble all over, he clenched his lower lip and dared not speak again.

When he opened his mouth again, it became a faintly vague panting.

So red candles warmed the tent and burned until dawn.

When she woke up the next day, it was rare that Su Ming hadn't gotten up yet, half-embracing her with one hand still on her waist, Sang Yu moved slightly, her whole body was so sore that she frowned, as if she had been beaten. It looks like it has been repacked, even the bones are crisp.

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, his tone was cold, "Are you awake?"

Those images of blushing and heartbeat last night just flashed across her mind like a fleeting image made her blush, Sang Yu nodded lightly, and responded.

"I've asked the store to prepare breakfast." Su Ming sat up from the bed, her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, her coat was crumpled and stuck to her body, and there was a trace of tiredness in the corners of her eyes and brows.

It seemed that she was not tired after the spring dinner last night. Sang Yu's face was slightly red, but there was a smile on her lips.

In fact, she herself was not much better, her eyes were dark and blue, her obscene clothes were loosely tied to her waist, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and the deep and shallow marks on it were like red plums falling in snow.

Su Ming stretched out his hand to fasten the belt for her, and when he looked down, he saw that the dogwood on her chest was so red and swollen, he kneaded it twice through the fabric, "This Su Yingjue is really good."

Sang Yu blushed up to her ears, and the place she rubbed was sore and swollen, and she didn't dare to refuse. She had already suffered the fate of rejection last night, so she raised her eyes and murmured cautiously: "Husband...husband...no ...not too often..."

The curvature of Su Ming's lips became pleasant, and he stretched out his hand to help him off the couch. As soon as Sang Yu's feet touched the ground, his waist and knees felt sore, and he tightened his grip on Su Ming.

"Let Xiaoer bring up two buckets of hot water after breakfast later," Su Ming said in a low voice, with pity in his eyes.

Although the two have had more than a few skin-to-skin kisses, she is still as tight as a virgin, and the petals are in bud, which makes people love it, and at the same time, she is too delicate to be able to bear to play with.

Sang Yu blushed and nodded, and the two of them went downstairs hand in hand after tidying up.

It was already past the time for breakfast, and lunch hadn't started yet, so there were only a few people chatting and drinking tea in the lobby.

Su Ming helped her to sit down and went to the back hall to urge the food, while Sang Yu was bored playing with the chopsticks in the bamboo basket by herself.

The eyes of the young man in blue shirt sitting in the corner of the lobby suddenly lit up, and the teacup in his hand stopped on his lips.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, what are you looking at?" Su Ruoying stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Gu Cheng coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, turned his gaze away and took a sip of the tea in his cup, "It's nothing."

Following his line of sight, Su Ruoying looked over, her brows were erected immediately, she stood up abruptly, and walked towards Sangyu aggressively.

"It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!" With a snap, Su Ruoying threw the sword in her hand in front of her, the teacup on the table jumped a few times, and the water stains overflowed and wet the hem of the skirt.

Sang Yu frowned slightly, picked up a handkerchief and wiped it, "Although I am not from the rivers and lakes, I understand the principle of repaying the kindness of a drop of water, what is the meaning of the girl?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Bring Su Yingjue!"

"Ruoying!" Gu Cheng snorted, "Don't be rude to others."

The corner of Sang Yu's lips curled up into a faint smile. The woman was worried about Su Yingjue's whereabouts probably not because of the method itself, but because of the ulterior motives in it.

"Senior brother! Have you forgotten how her companion played tricks on us last night!" Su Ruoying became more and more excited as she spoke, and reached out to pull her sleeve, "Let your companion come out and return Su Yingjue to us, otherwise... ..."

"Otherwise what?" The cold tone had a hint of killing intent.

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