The situation changed too quickly, Yuan Wanran had not reacted by Zhao Ye's teasing of you, and saw him pounce on him and then he slid into the air.
She was startled and instinctively reached out to grab it. She hugged Zhao Ye's shoulder and neck in a hurry, and then met his eyes
Zhao Ye laughed still, but his eyes were staring at her deeply, and his light was as bright as the moment when a hungry wolf pounced on his prey.
Yuan Wanran's back had numbness and numbness. When he came to his senses, his life had fallen on the bed. Zhao Ye took off his pants inside and outside and threw them to the ground.
She didn't see it, crawled into the bed, hugged her with her strong arms from behind, peeled off her lunatic hair in a few seconds, and dragged it into his arms
Yuan Wanran leaned against Zhao Ye, and heard him breathing heavily behind his head. His inner clothes were wide open, and his thick chest was against the snow back wrapped in thin clothes.
The two of them had flesh on their lower bodies, and her buttocks were pressed against his solid abdominal muscles and thighs, and the tender and tender legs were pressed against their hips. It was clear that the man behind him felt hard and hot.
Yuan Wanran expected that Zhao Ye would go straight in the next moment, just to do his wife's duty and wait stiffly. He didn't expect that his lower body would not move, but instead took her ear beads in her arms, hugged her slender waist to free up one and swept the hair from the back of her neck to her shoulders.
Yuan Wanran couldn't figure it out and moved her body to see what he was playing, but she heard Zhao Ye crying.
Don't move, his breath is not very even, I can't help it if I move again
You are not... you can't help it, why are you now enduring it?
It's like seeing her doubts, Zhao Ye's voice is tight. You haven't let a man touch her for two years. If you don't warm up first, you will suffer.
He actually didn't plan to touch her today, even though he applied medicine to her last night, and his delicate body and tentacles were warm and slid, and he was tempted by the night of his reunion. However, she had just been teased by Cai Zhongdiao and was probably unwilling to be happy.
Of course, the desire that had accumulated for two years was not so easy to settle. He borrowed medicine and tried his words when walking on the sand mountain. This girl was either unconscious or pretending to be foolish without any response. He stopped.
However, the wave was calm and the wave was rising again. When she first woke up, she looked delicate and lazy, her indigo hair, her snow-white face, and her wide inner clothes could not cover her slim figure. A flower was blooming.
After not seeing each other for two years, his little wife's face has grown up, very beautiful, pure and more charming
Even so, he has seen many women and wants to endure them. No matter how good the skin looks, it can be regarded as a skin.
But at this time, she used her usual soft sleeping nap. Pity looked at him, does it still hurt?
Pain, lower body hurts
He teased her in words, although it was fun, but he also wanted to vent his heart. He didn't know how to hit the foot with a brick and hit his own way.
He walked around her chest with both hands, untied her inner clothes, bellyband, gently stroked her breasts, and gently stroked her hot lips from the back of her neck, gently rubbed her back to the snow without any leakage. After this lingering, until he turned around and sat face to face, she was already soft and silenced.
Yuan Wanran's black hair flows, her palm-sized face is pink, one hand holds her chest, snow-white and round, and the other hand covers her lips with the back of her hand; her eyes are drooping, and when her eyes are waving, the shyest light flows by
Zhao Ye held her face, he whispered
Yuan Wanran woke up from a trance, was stunned and confused
She was young when she was with her parents and brothers. No matter what she did, she was a joke. She was always confused and dared not take it seriously because she was rare. Especially Zhao Ye, who was also fierce and mocked her.
He held the back of her head, and his hot lips softly ironed on his face, as if the willow catkins in spring were lit on his skin. Except for the two lips, there was nothing missing.
Yuan Wanran closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly. Regardless of the authenticity of his praise, this husband at least didn't want to make her suffer, she was willing to give him
But when Zhao Ye took away her hand covering her bruised chest, she became timid again
No... Yuan Wanran begged and shamelessly when she said that, she blurted out: It's dirty there, and she didn't want to bear the chill in her eyes when Zhao Ye saw the finger marks last night
Zhao Ye bit his back teeth, lowered his forehead and pressed hers, pulling her hands away
Thanks to the medicine, the bruises of the snow milk are not as red and purple as the most common, but are almost uniform purple, like purple water lily petals.
Zhao Ye helped Yuan Wanran up and asked her to kneel down. She used her lips to squint the bruises that were visible to the light, and ironed it lightly. Yuan Wanran was surprised and her body trembled inexplicably.
Does it hurt? Zhao Ye looked up and asked
Does it hurt?
Han Yi asked this at the first night
The righteous brothers with different personalities have different appearances, but they say the same words and use the same gentle tone. For a moment, the figures of the two overlapped in front of her.
Yuan Wanran's heart was mixed with all kinds of feelings, so she could only shake her head in a daze
Zhao Ye put her breasts on her soft breasts, her lips were gently brushed with bruises, and she did not dislike the dirty things that Yuan Wanran thought. That kind of care was to treat her as a fragile treasure, and she deserved good care.
Compared to the ointment that was cold first and then hot, the numbness caused by this treatment was deeper. Zhao Ye's breath and lips brushed against the injured place. Yuan Wanran felt palpitations, the flower path became warm and the wetness surged.
When Zhao Ye moved to the other side of his chest, her hand on his shoulder unknowingly wrapped around her neck.
Zhao Ye sometimes licked, sometimes sucked the plump and towering breasts, occasionally making a sound, Yuan Wanran was so embarrassed that she covered her lips with her fingers and her lips, and she broke free from her back, asking him to hold her firmly and not let her move.
Zhao Ye touched his hands from Yuan Wanran's back from top to bottom, and finally stayed in the waist and rubbed it. Her breasts and waist were very sensitive. With this two-pronged approach, her spine and the heart of her legs were frequently numb. At first, she was panting carefully, and biting her fingers and forcibly enduring it. When Zhao Ye sucked her breasts, she couldn't resist it.
Ah... Her starry eyes were blurred, her cheeks were pressed against Zhao Ye's head, and she burst out a vague moan like a veil. When she noticed it, she couldn't cover her mouth.
This is very good. Zhao Yewei raised his head, held her red cheeks with one hand, and kissed the corner of his mouth. Your voice made it come out
Zhao Ye's voice was low and beautiful, and Shuiliang's eyes were as black as black jade, so deep that it could suck everything in the world. Yuan Wanran's body trembled deep, and his legs were sore and soft that he couldn't support it. With a sound of YīngNíng, she sat back on Zhao Ye's legs, and the spring water of the flower hole was seeping through, wetting the roots of his thighs.
Zhao Ye secretly kissed Yuan Wanran's face, except for her lips, and then gently put her on the bed.
She was startled and instinctively reached out to grab it. She hugged Zhao Ye's shoulder and neck in a hurry, and then met his eyes
Zhao Ye laughed still, but his eyes were staring at her deeply, and his light was as bright as the moment when a hungry wolf pounced on his prey.
Yuan Wanran's back had numbness and numbness. When he came to his senses, his life had fallen on the bed. Zhao Ye took off his pants inside and outside and threw them to the ground.
She didn't see it, crawled into the bed, hugged her with her strong arms from behind, peeled off her lunatic hair in a few seconds, and dragged it into his arms
Yuan Wanran leaned against Zhao Ye, and heard him breathing heavily behind his head. His inner clothes were wide open, and his thick chest was against the snow back wrapped in thin clothes.
The two of them had flesh on their lower bodies, and her buttocks were pressed against his solid abdominal muscles and thighs, and the tender and tender legs were pressed against their hips. It was clear that the man behind him felt hard and hot.
Yuan Wanran expected that Zhao Ye would go straight in the next moment, just to do his wife's duty and wait stiffly. He didn't expect that his lower body would not move, but instead took her ear beads in her arms, hugged her slender waist to free up one and swept the hair from the back of her neck to her shoulders.
Yuan Wanran couldn't figure it out and moved her body to see what he was playing, but she heard Zhao Ye crying.
Don't move, his breath is not very even, I can't help it if I move again
You are not... you can't help it, why are you now enduring it?
It's like seeing her doubts, Zhao Ye's voice is tight. You haven't let a man touch her for two years. If you don't warm up first, you will suffer.
He actually didn't plan to touch her today, even though he applied medicine to her last night, and his delicate body and tentacles were warm and slid, and he was tempted by the night of his reunion. However, she had just been teased by Cai Zhongdiao and was probably unwilling to be happy.
Of course, the desire that had accumulated for two years was not so easy to settle. He borrowed medicine and tried his words when walking on the sand mountain. This girl was either unconscious or pretending to be foolish without any response. He stopped.
However, the wave was calm and the wave was rising again. When she first woke up, she looked delicate and lazy, her indigo hair, her snow-white face, and her wide inner clothes could not cover her slim figure. A flower was blooming.
After not seeing each other for two years, his little wife's face has grown up, very beautiful, pure and more charming
Even so, he has seen many women and wants to endure them. No matter how good the skin looks, it can be regarded as a skin.
But at this time, she used her usual soft sleeping nap. Pity looked at him, does it still hurt?
Pain, lower body hurts
He teased her in words, although it was fun, but he also wanted to vent his heart. He didn't know how to hit the foot with a brick and hit his own way.
He walked around her chest with both hands, untied her inner clothes, bellyband, gently stroked her breasts, and gently stroked her hot lips from the back of her neck, gently rubbed her back to the snow without any leakage. After this lingering, until he turned around and sat face to face, she was already soft and silenced.
Yuan Wanran's black hair flows, her palm-sized face is pink, one hand holds her chest, snow-white and round, and the other hand covers her lips with the back of her hand; her eyes are drooping, and when her eyes are waving, the shyest light flows by
Zhao Ye held her face, he whispered
Yuan Wanran woke up from a trance, was stunned and confused
She was young when she was with her parents and brothers. No matter what she did, she was a joke. She was always confused and dared not take it seriously because she was rare. Especially Zhao Ye, who was also fierce and mocked her.
He held the back of her head, and his hot lips softly ironed on his face, as if the willow catkins in spring were lit on his skin. Except for the two lips, there was nothing missing.
Yuan Wanran closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly. Regardless of the authenticity of his praise, this husband at least didn't want to make her suffer, she was willing to give him
But when Zhao Ye took away her hand covering her bruised chest, she became timid again
No... Yuan Wanran begged and shamelessly when she said that, she blurted out: It's dirty there, and she didn't want to bear the chill in her eyes when Zhao Ye saw the finger marks last night
Zhao Ye bit his back teeth, lowered his forehead and pressed hers, pulling her hands away
Thanks to the medicine, the bruises of the snow milk are not as red and purple as the most common, but are almost uniform purple, like purple water lily petals.
Zhao Ye helped Yuan Wanran up and asked her to kneel down. She used her lips to squint the bruises that were visible to the light, and ironed it lightly. Yuan Wanran was surprised and her body trembled inexplicably.
Does it hurt? Zhao Ye looked up and asked
Does it hurt?
Han Yi asked this at the first night
The righteous brothers with different personalities have different appearances, but they say the same words and use the same gentle tone. For a moment, the figures of the two overlapped in front of her.
Yuan Wanran's heart was mixed with all kinds of feelings, so she could only shake her head in a daze
Zhao Ye put her breasts on her soft breasts, her lips were gently brushed with bruises, and she did not dislike the dirty things that Yuan Wanran thought. That kind of care was to treat her as a fragile treasure, and she deserved good care.
Compared to the ointment that was cold first and then hot, the numbness caused by this treatment was deeper. Zhao Ye's breath and lips brushed against the injured place. Yuan Wanran felt palpitations, the flower path became warm and the wetness surged.
When Zhao Ye moved to the other side of his chest, her hand on his shoulder unknowingly wrapped around her neck.
Zhao Ye sometimes licked, sometimes sucked the plump and towering breasts, occasionally making a sound, Yuan Wanran was so embarrassed that she covered her lips with her fingers and her lips, and she broke free from her back, asking him to hold her firmly and not let her move.
Zhao Ye touched his hands from Yuan Wanran's back from top to bottom, and finally stayed in the waist and rubbed it. Her breasts and waist were very sensitive. With this two-pronged approach, her spine and the heart of her legs were frequently numb. At first, she was panting carefully, and biting her fingers and forcibly enduring it. When Zhao Ye sucked her breasts, she couldn't resist it.
Ah... Her starry eyes were blurred, her cheeks were pressed against Zhao Ye's head, and she burst out a vague moan like a veil. When she noticed it, she couldn't cover her mouth.
This is very good. Zhao Yewei raised his head, held her red cheeks with one hand, and kissed the corner of his mouth. Your voice made it come out
Zhao Ye's voice was low and beautiful, and Shuiliang's eyes were as black as black jade, so deep that it could suck everything in the world. Yuan Wanran's body trembled deep, and his legs were sore and soft that he couldn't support it. With a sound of YīngNíng, she sat back on Zhao Ye's legs, and the spring water of the flower hole was seeping through, wetting the roots of his thighs.
Zhao Ye secretly kissed Yuan Wanran's face, except for her lips, and then gently put her on the bed.
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