Yuan Wanran returned home, and Mo Bao cried and rushed forward and licked wildly.
Yuan Wanran was about to touch its head, but suddenly found a big bag of swollen on her dog's head.
When I got home, the door was open with a crack. Mo Bao fell behind and didn't wake up. Jin Jinwang's invitation was placed on the ground. Zhao Ye said
The couple compared the conversation between Jin Jinwang and the short girl. Most of the time Mo Bao came to protect the master. The short girl closed the door in time and avoided Mo Bao's pursuit and bite. But Mo Bao did not kill him in time and fainted when he hit the door panel.
Yuan Wanran put medicine on Mo Bao on the kang, and tried to put his gestures as lightly as possible, but it was inevitable that he would cause pain when touching the wound. Mo Bao dodged slightly, but his black and round eyes did not stare at Yuan Wanran for a moment, and his pointed mouth occasionally squeezed out slightly, as if he was acting coquettishly: Don't disappear again, okay?
After taking the medicine, Yuan Wanran stroked Mo Bao's back and said warmly: Mo Bao, you have suffered. Mo Bao whispered, and leaned forward to lick the hostess' face.
Yuan Wanran's face touched the puppy's slightly cool nose and hot tongue, so soft and intimate, was a world of difference from the soldiers in the Jin family earlier, and she burst into tears without realizing her tears.
She quickly wiped away the tears, not wanting Zhao Ye to see Zhao Ye pick her up at Jin's house and stayed in a row. Now she is sitting behind her side, putting her hand on her waist.
How could that little bit of abnormal movement be able to overcome Zhao Ye? He hugged his little wife from behind and said softly: Sorry, I'm implicated you
Yuan Wanran shook her head and stroked his arms that crossed her chest. We, husband and wife, have difficulties together, and we are not implicated.
Zhao Ye said silent for a while: Sorry, I shouldn't have said badly to you in the Jin family
He didn't say anything, but Yuan Wanran cried again after he said that
She was frightened in the Jin family. She finally saw Zhao Ye appearing, but was scolded by him with red eyes. What are you doing? That fierce look is simply treating people as an enemy?
However, she could understand Zhao Ye's intentions and forced herself to cry: I understand, you don't want me to die
Zhao Ye buried in his little wife's neck and said in a muffled voice: ...I'm afraid you will die
When Zhao Ye heard the word "fear" in his mouth, Yuan Wanran was very surprised that her husband had always been confident and was not afraid of the world.
Zhao Ye's brows were deeply locked, and his arms were tightly clasped on his wife in his arms.
More than two years ago, he witnessed Yuan Wanran committing suicide by touching the wall. He was naturally shocked, worried, and was still able to calm down and take care of his injuries and go out to help him. Today, Yuan Wanran was unharmed, but only showed the copper hairpin in his hand. When he knew it, his back felt cold.
If something goes wrong, his little wife kills herself... Thinking of this layer, it seems like a cold iron hand squeezes his heart, causing his breath to suffocate.
Wanwan Zhao Ye called out lightly, and pulled Yuan Wanran into his arms
Hum? Yuan Wanran rubbed in his arms, found the most comfortable position to snuggle with him, and hugged him back
But Zhao Ye said in his ears: If you are controlled by someone in the future, and that person will be rude to you, don’t resist and don’t seek death, okay?
Yuan Wanran could understand every word that was so hard to hear, but she couldn't believe it.
People at that time thought that a woman's chastity was more important than anything else. She should fight to the death when she was raped. If she failed, she would commit suicide. It was shameless. Everyone would drown her with her spit
So when she misunderstood that Jin Jinwang was ill-behaved and committed suicide by thinking about herself not only to avoid insults, but also to be afraid that the matter would spread and would be humiliated by outsiders.
Another thing is that no matter how gentle Han Yi and Zhao Ye are, they are men. Even if they still accept her, as long as they accidentally reveal a trace of alienation and rejection, it is more terrible than letting her die, because this is her own person.
Therefore, she suppressed the desire to survive and was ready to break herself up
Why is Zhao Ye’s request completely opposite to the so-called “Shi’s Lover” she knows?
Yuan Wanran said blankly: I don’t resist, I don’t seek death, he will...
Saving life is important
Zhao Ye lowered his head and held her face. A man is really a harsh man, and you will endure the life of a woman who is injured and disabled. I will take revenge. I will cut the animal alive until the ends of the world.
He was silent for a moment and whispered: If it is too painful, you can't bear it, so you will do it as you wish... but I always hope you will live
...Don't you mind my loss of chastity?
Chastity is in the heart, not in the skin, I have talked with my elder brother, and I think so
Zhao Ye said: For example, if your heart is on me, your body is naturally unhappy to give it to others. He deserves to die if others force it. If your heart does not change, this is the chastity.
After a pause, he said: I am also gossiping about others. Who dares to take advantage of the situation? I only want you to live
This person, I really love me, Yuan Wanran's tears hang on her long eyelashes, shedding tears
She raised her face, and because she remembered that Zhao Ye never kissed her, she kissed him on the cheek, one, two, three times...
Zhao Ye was slightly stunned, Yuan Wanran kissed him for the first time
His little wife was ashamed to take the initiative to be intimate. The most intimate time was that she hugged him in the car, and then quickly let go, not daring to look at people.
Now her lips are printed on her cheeks again and again, her skin touches soft and warm, and her movements are like a bird pecking. She has the strange and naivety of a novice, but is particularly cute and sweet
He held her little face and looked at her. Whenever he was moved, his clear eyes were looked at by him. He was used to being shy and turned low, but now he doesn't dodge and looks at him directly.
There was a gentle and nostalgic expression, and there was a sense of determination, as if from now on, he would be alone in staring at him.
Zhao Ye could feel his heart melting like wax, and something slowly collapsed in the depths of the blood flowing.
Without thinking about it, he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, then stepped a little, stood up and waited quietly
Yuan Wanran had a look with him, and suddenly understood, gently pulled out the hand wrapped around his back, put it on his shoulder, and owed to kiss him while he wrapped around her waist and kissed him again...
He and her silently, kissing each other, and tangling with each other.
Mo Bao was playing games as a young couple, and he was still waiting to squeeze in between them, but no matter how much he squeezed, he couldn't get in. It was spinning a few times, and he jumped off the kang and left in boredom.
Yuan Wanran and Zhao Ye didn't realize Mo Bao left. The two lingered for a long time, slowly thriving, burning under their skin. Just kissing could no longer satisfy their desire for each other.
They unknowingly touched each other, gradually taking off their clothes and facing each other naked
Zhao Ye caresses his little wife's breasts, her palms are full of warmth and plumpness
Um, Yuan Wanran hums
Her breasts were squeezed and rubbed in her husband's hands. At first, the force was light, which made her very comfortable. After a while, she began to feel that it was not enough and wanted her husband to use some more force.
As if she had a heart-to-heart relationship, she thought about it. The big hand pressed on her chest and squeezed it up with force. She was tough but not without care. Not only did she enjoy it, but her heart was also happy. She softened her body and was willing to let him ask for it.
Joy spread in her chest. When the man rubbed the more sensitive nipples, it was as numb as electric current. Her legs responded to a twist, and she couldn't help but scream.
Zhao Ye let go and saw his little wife gasping for breath, her peaks were undulating, her breasts were flawless, her petite breasts were as color as cherry blossoms, her pink and fresh, cute and seductive
He held her slender waist with his hand, held up the person without any effort, fiddled with her in a half-kneel position, put her on her chest and kissed and sucked.
Yuan Wanran bit her cherry lips lightly, and her fingers raked between Zhao Ye's back hair. The itchyness of his lips and tongue twitching from her breasts
Sometimes his lips wrapped around her sensitive nipple, and sucked food. Sometimes his tongue picked and licked the breast beads and flexibly drew them; occasionally he was too embarrassed to put the little cherry red between his teeth and gently rubbed it, bringing a very thin but seductive pain...
She narrowed her eyes and was addicted to Zhao Ye's caressessing with all kinds of tricks. Every touch he touched made her flower path shrink and the faint flowers trembled
Suddenly, Zhao Ye stretched into her buttocks and rubbed her waist. Her place was extremely sensitive, and at this time, the lust surged. Zhao Ye's fingers with thin calluses were massaged for a long time, and her lower body contracted to a small peak. The pleasure made her sway on Zhao Ye's body, and her breath was so thin.
Zhao Ye raised his little wife's pink face, greedily admired the pure eyebrows and eyes, and looked forward to the flowing mist.
Do you like this? His voice became low and hoarse, as gentle and tempting as his eyes, as gentle and tempting
Yuan Wanran was trapped in joy, her heart was distracted, and she met his confusing gaze and blurted out: I... She gasped weakly, likes you to me like this
Zhao Ye's eyes changed suddenly, and his brilliance flashed, throwing her onto the kang
When Yuan Wanran came back to her senses, her husband's hand just stroked the center of her legs. After touching her, she noticed that the flower buds below were wet at some point. The delicate flowers bloomed quietly. The bright berries on the top were pointed at the tip of her husband's fingertips, and the electric shock seemed to be numb.
Oh, her delicate body bounced, and then covered her feverish face
The couple often go to the room. She is getting more and more comfortable with Zhao Ye's touch, and her body becomes more and more sensitive, and it is easy to stir up a wave of love. Today, the love business is moving, and spring water comes faster
Wanwan is awesome. Zhao Yesha said with a voice, leaning over to look at her, thrusting her waist down, and slowly pushing her clone at the front of the vagina, and then sank into it.
The thick and hard male roots are straight in, and the petite hole is wide open, filling the tight flower path. The soft and tender mèi meat is rubbed and swelling.
Yuan Wanran couldn't help but thrust her body slightly, her cherry mouth escaping and her white chest raised
Zhao Ye was so comfortable that he took a breath. The man's vagina was tight, hot and slippery. As soon as he entered, he clamped the male root and sucked it with great comfort.
He thrust slowly, savoring the beauty of his wife's vagina carefully. The hard penis did not need to be deliberately shown and filled the beautiful and charming way, crushing it out, and grinding out honey liquid
Um...Ah... Yuan Wanran was repeatedly rubbing her male roots, and her body seemed to be soaked in warm water. She was comfortable and couldn't help but hum.
After a while, her moans changed slightly, and the joy was still there, but there was some disrespect.
The happiness that Zhao Yerou can give slowly pounding a pestle has reached its limit, but the lust in her body has not yet been satisfied. She desires more love and more intense
She couldn't help but look at Zhao Ye who was holding her waist and thrusting. Zhao Ye put his hands on her side in real time and leaned over and asked: What? He was not tight or slow to move.
Bad guy, Yuan Wanran panted and opened her eyes, covering her lips with her fingers
What else can be done in this situation now?
Of course I miss him...
Think of him faster
He has always been a master in bed. Now, do he really don’t understand or fake?
But she didn't dare to ask this clearly. Just now, I like you to be so explicit to me. I can't do it anymore if I'm not reserved.
Yuan Wanran bit her finger lightly, waiting for Zhao Ye to get to know her own
But this time, Zhao Ye didn't understand the charm to the end, and he always slowly walked in and out of her, hanging her in a state of being neither up nor down
She endured her patience and moaned unconsciously and prayed without realizing her prayer.
Wanwan, do you want me? Suddenly, Zhao Yesha asked, his tone was not confusing, but temptation
Sure enough, this man pretended to be fooled with understanding. Yuan Wanran was embarrassed and annoyed. Thinking that Zhao Ye was just smirking and waiting for him to be fooled, he angrily gave him a look.
But this is not the case
Zhao Ye leaned down above her, swaying her hips in an orderly manner and poked her delicate pussy. Her handsome face was lazy and smiling. Her eyes were naturally affectionate but were not relaxed and fast. Instead, she stared at people with urgency and devoted all her heart to stare at her.
He looked into her eyes deeply, as if he had planned to penetrate everything she had. After occupying her body, he would still strip her naked, know every thought she had to plunder completely
Faced with Zhao Ye's invasion, Yuan Wanran was confused and helpless, but was inexplicably shy and excited. With such eyes, her flower path was obviously shrinking again, clamping the male root that kept invading.
Zhao Ye held his ten fingers on the kang in real time. He actually wanted to hold down his little wife and move violently. God knows that every time he fucks her delicate body, it feels so happy and wonderful.
But at this moment, he wanted to hear her say she wanted him, and not care about being confused and about to vent her body, and admit it when she was awake.
He rubbed Yuan Wanran's nipples, and the scorching iron was carefully grinding the most sensitive parts inside her.
Ah... Yuan Wanran moaned, as the lust passed for a moment, the snow breasts made a sound as soon as they touched her, and the crown of the man with angular ridges scratched hard in her fragile place in the secret realm, and the sore and swollen and happy current rushed up, lifting her to float lightly
But not enough, not enough, give more... She narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but sigh with distress
Do you want me? Zhao Ye asked again
Yuan Wanran's reason has returned. She longs for joy, but she takes the initiative to ask for pleasure. This is too shameful
One of them was tempted and the other endured. Zhao Ye could not waste it. Seeing Yuan Wanran lying under him, her hair was winding and her body was white. She was embarrassed by shyness, her pretty face was flushed, her long eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her small fingers covered her lips...
That situation is hard to describe and draw, but the goal is extremely cute
He softened his heart, leaned over and kissed Yuan Wanran's forehead, and said softly: You don't want me, I want you. There was a hint of melancholy in his words, so subtle that he himself never noticed it.
Yuan Wanran heard it and she had a flash of inspiration. Although Zhao Ye asked if he wanted him when he was in the room, he did not seem to force himself to ask for pleasure from him. It was more like he was trying to make a difference and coax himself to ask for him as a person.
Detecting this subtle mood, her heart turned into a wave of water, rippling tenderly
Yuan Wanran closed her eyes tightly and squeezed out the sound of mosquitoes with her little mouth: I want to...
Zhao Ye was about to get up and tick it up, but suddenly stopped. What were you saying?
Want... Yuan Wanran hummed carefully, and then thought, she said something, so why bother hiding it? She covered her face and said loudly: I want you
In fact, her voice was no loudest than the stuttering sound, but Zhao Ye had already heard it clearly
He smiled like a child, so silly, he kissed her hard, and then penetrated her body rhythm again.
This time he first lightly and then heavy, slow down and then hurry, and gradually he will no longer keep, so that his little wife can enjoy the fun
He swung his narrow buttocks, beating against the soft center of the female body, and the hard male roots thrust into the flower path, squeezing layers of mèi meat to smooth out the tender plexus, and enjoying the pleasure of
Ah... Yuan Wanran raised her little face and moaned with tenderness, her starry eyes were half closed, and she couldn't help but climbed up the man's neck, slightly raised her snow buttocks to correspond
Her deep and narrow path welcomes Zhao Ye's hard pounding pestle, allowing the huge male root to penetrate the path and burst out the joy; the tender and wrinkled flesh walls reciprocate, lingering and absorbing the male roots closely, making it feel comfortable from the crown to the bottom and unspeakable
Zhao Ye eats the marrow and learns the taste, and he is more and more courageous to charge into the depths of Yuan Wanran's secret realm
He went in and out repeatedly, rubbing against the flower paths quickly. Yuan Wanran couldn't help but feel happy. The sounds of mèi were continuous, the water in the secluded cave was gurgling, and the honey dew splashed, wetting the private parts of the two.
Hah... Hah... Yuan Wanran was breathing under the impact of Zhao Ye. Every time the scorching iron pushed into the honey path, she couldn't hold on to cry. The sound of a squeak into the bones, Zhao Ye's clone attack became more and more fierce
AhAhAh... Yuan Wanran's eyes were scattered and her mind was confused. She only felt that the pleasure in the Huajing honey hole was accumulated and spread rapidly, exceeding her capacity, both sweet and tormental
She could moan instinctively, and broke in shattering under Zhao Ye's impact: Ah...ha Ah...se...h...h...h...ah...
Her slender hands slid over Zhao Ye's tight and bulging arm, and fell weakly on the kang. Zhao Ye hugged her and hit her, banging her to another peak
Yuan Wanran's little face as big as a palm wrinkled, and she tightly clamped the mattress and screamed, while Zhao Ye stopped unintentionally and continued to sturdy the game.
No...
The thunderous thunder struck, Yuan Wanran let out a whine, her toes curled up, and the delicate flower path was spasming violently. Zhao Ye just hit the center of the flower at the same time, and in an instant, the fireworks in her mind were brilliant and trembling.
Zhao Ye pressed against his little wife's forehead and gasped heavily, gritted his teeth and enjoyed the flower path and snatched his clones frantically until he could no longer bear it. Then he retreated.
He panted and waited on Yuan Wanran until she recovered from her ejaculation and immediately began the next round of love.
That day, Yuan Wanran tossed and turned in Zhao Ye's arms, moaning endlessly, venting the unspeakable shameful happiness. Once Zhao Ye breathed in her ears, the pleasure on her heart could rise up again.
The two of them lingered several times and finally got tired. They hugged each other and slept.
When Yuan Wanran woke up, it was already night. She quietly lifted the quilt and sat up. She glanced at the built-up window. The moonlight shone on the courtyard, casting the shadows of flowers and trees on the ground.
The moonlight could not be reflected in more places in the courtyard, and those places were dark and dark. She timidly turned her face away, and suddenly she called her lowered voice beside her
Wanwan
She was suddenly shocked and turned around and found that Zhao Ye had stood up.
Zhao Ye wrapped Bo on her body and dragged the man into his arms and hugged him.
Or is she afraid of darkness? When she went to the dark place outside the window, she looked uncomfortable. Not only was she afraid of darkness at night, but she also avoided dark places such as firewood in broad daylight, such as firewood.
Yes, Yuan Wanran buried in his arms and responded vaguely
I'm not afraid, I'm in Zhao Ye touching the back of the person in his arms, and I got a hug. He kissed her heart, and the two of them quietly depended on each other
Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, and a folk song appeared in Zhao Ye’s mind: The moon shines on Jiuzhou Island, some families are happy and some families are sad, some couples are in the same tent, and some families are floating outside
A vast sea of people, a corner of the world, Sixi Hutong, Changping City, Daxia Kingdom, Zhao Ye has a home, and Xiao Wanwan is at home. How lucky is he to be with him?
Wanwan
Um?
Zhao Ye rubbed her head and face, I'm with you, I'm together. His tone was plain, as if he was talking casually, but Yuan Wanran felt that he was happy
She smiled for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and told Zhao Ye and Li Da that Han had sent a message: Han was sent by the army a few months ago, saying that he would come back as soon as possible
Yuan Wanran was about to touch its head, but suddenly found a big bag of swollen on her dog's head.
When I got home, the door was open with a crack. Mo Bao fell behind and didn't wake up. Jin Jinwang's invitation was placed on the ground. Zhao Ye said
The couple compared the conversation between Jin Jinwang and the short girl. Most of the time Mo Bao came to protect the master. The short girl closed the door in time and avoided Mo Bao's pursuit and bite. But Mo Bao did not kill him in time and fainted when he hit the door panel.
Yuan Wanran put medicine on Mo Bao on the kang, and tried to put his gestures as lightly as possible, but it was inevitable that he would cause pain when touching the wound. Mo Bao dodged slightly, but his black and round eyes did not stare at Yuan Wanran for a moment, and his pointed mouth occasionally squeezed out slightly, as if he was acting coquettishly: Don't disappear again, okay?
After taking the medicine, Yuan Wanran stroked Mo Bao's back and said warmly: Mo Bao, you have suffered. Mo Bao whispered, and leaned forward to lick the hostess' face.
Yuan Wanran's face touched the puppy's slightly cool nose and hot tongue, so soft and intimate, was a world of difference from the soldiers in the Jin family earlier, and she burst into tears without realizing her tears.
She quickly wiped away the tears, not wanting Zhao Ye to see Zhao Ye pick her up at Jin's house and stayed in a row. Now she is sitting behind her side, putting her hand on her waist.
How could that little bit of abnormal movement be able to overcome Zhao Ye? He hugged his little wife from behind and said softly: Sorry, I'm implicated you
Yuan Wanran shook her head and stroked his arms that crossed her chest. We, husband and wife, have difficulties together, and we are not implicated.
Zhao Ye said silent for a while: Sorry, I shouldn't have said badly to you in the Jin family
He didn't say anything, but Yuan Wanran cried again after he said that
She was frightened in the Jin family. She finally saw Zhao Ye appearing, but was scolded by him with red eyes. What are you doing? That fierce look is simply treating people as an enemy?
However, she could understand Zhao Ye's intentions and forced herself to cry: I understand, you don't want me to die
Zhao Ye buried in his little wife's neck and said in a muffled voice: ...I'm afraid you will die
When Zhao Ye heard the word "fear" in his mouth, Yuan Wanran was very surprised that her husband had always been confident and was not afraid of the world.
Zhao Ye's brows were deeply locked, and his arms were tightly clasped on his wife in his arms.
More than two years ago, he witnessed Yuan Wanran committing suicide by touching the wall. He was naturally shocked, worried, and was still able to calm down and take care of his injuries and go out to help him. Today, Yuan Wanran was unharmed, but only showed the copper hairpin in his hand. When he knew it, his back felt cold.
If something goes wrong, his little wife kills herself... Thinking of this layer, it seems like a cold iron hand squeezes his heart, causing his breath to suffocate.
Wanwan Zhao Ye called out lightly, and pulled Yuan Wanran into his arms
Hum? Yuan Wanran rubbed in his arms, found the most comfortable position to snuggle with him, and hugged him back
But Zhao Ye said in his ears: If you are controlled by someone in the future, and that person will be rude to you, don’t resist and don’t seek death, okay?
Yuan Wanran could understand every word that was so hard to hear, but she couldn't believe it.
People at that time thought that a woman's chastity was more important than anything else. She should fight to the death when she was raped. If she failed, she would commit suicide. It was shameless. Everyone would drown her with her spit
So when she misunderstood that Jin Jinwang was ill-behaved and committed suicide by thinking about herself not only to avoid insults, but also to be afraid that the matter would spread and would be humiliated by outsiders.
Another thing is that no matter how gentle Han Yi and Zhao Ye are, they are men. Even if they still accept her, as long as they accidentally reveal a trace of alienation and rejection, it is more terrible than letting her die, because this is her own person.
Therefore, she suppressed the desire to survive and was ready to break herself up
Why is Zhao Ye’s request completely opposite to the so-called “Shi’s Lover” she knows?
Yuan Wanran said blankly: I don’t resist, I don’t seek death, he will...
Saving life is important
Zhao Ye lowered his head and held her face. A man is really a harsh man, and you will endure the life of a woman who is injured and disabled. I will take revenge. I will cut the animal alive until the ends of the world.
He was silent for a moment and whispered: If it is too painful, you can't bear it, so you will do it as you wish... but I always hope you will live
...Don't you mind my loss of chastity?
Chastity is in the heart, not in the skin, I have talked with my elder brother, and I think so
Zhao Ye said: For example, if your heart is on me, your body is naturally unhappy to give it to others. He deserves to die if others force it. If your heart does not change, this is the chastity.
After a pause, he said: I am also gossiping about others. Who dares to take advantage of the situation? I only want you to live
This person, I really love me, Yuan Wanran's tears hang on her long eyelashes, shedding tears
She raised her face, and because she remembered that Zhao Ye never kissed her, she kissed him on the cheek, one, two, three times...
Zhao Ye was slightly stunned, Yuan Wanran kissed him for the first time
His little wife was ashamed to take the initiative to be intimate. The most intimate time was that she hugged him in the car, and then quickly let go, not daring to look at people.
Now her lips are printed on her cheeks again and again, her skin touches soft and warm, and her movements are like a bird pecking. She has the strange and naivety of a novice, but is particularly cute and sweet
He held her little face and looked at her. Whenever he was moved, his clear eyes were looked at by him. He was used to being shy and turned low, but now he doesn't dodge and looks at him directly.
There was a gentle and nostalgic expression, and there was a sense of determination, as if from now on, he would be alone in staring at him.
Zhao Ye could feel his heart melting like wax, and something slowly collapsed in the depths of the blood flowing.
Without thinking about it, he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, then stepped a little, stood up and waited quietly
Yuan Wanran had a look with him, and suddenly understood, gently pulled out the hand wrapped around his back, put it on his shoulder, and owed to kiss him while he wrapped around her waist and kissed him again...
He and her silently, kissing each other, and tangling with each other.
Mo Bao was playing games as a young couple, and he was still waiting to squeeze in between them, but no matter how much he squeezed, he couldn't get in. It was spinning a few times, and he jumped off the kang and left in boredom.
Yuan Wanran and Zhao Ye didn't realize Mo Bao left. The two lingered for a long time, slowly thriving, burning under their skin. Just kissing could no longer satisfy their desire for each other.
They unknowingly touched each other, gradually taking off their clothes and facing each other naked
Zhao Ye caresses his little wife's breasts, her palms are full of warmth and plumpness
Um, Yuan Wanran hums
Her breasts were squeezed and rubbed in her husband's hands. At first, the force was light, which made her very comfortable. After a while, she began to feel that it was not enough and wanted her husband to use some more force.
As if she had a heart-to-heart relationship, she thought about it. The big hand pressed on her chest and squeezed it up with force. She was tough but not without care. Not only did she enjoy it, but her heart was also happy. She softened her body and was willing to let him ask for it.
Joy spread in her chest. When the man rubbed the more sensitive nipples, it was as numb as electric current. Her legs responded to a twist, and she couldn't help but scream.
Zhao Ye let go and saw his little wife gasping for breath, her peaks were undulating, her breasts were flawless, her petite breasts were as color as cherry blossoms, her pink and fresh, cute and seductive
He held her slender waist with his hand, held up the person without any effort, fiddled with her in a half-kneel position, put her on her chest and kissed and sucked.
Yuan Wanran bit her cherry lips lightly, and her fingers raked between Zhao Ye's back hair. The itchyness of his lips and tongue twitching from her breasts
Sometimes his lips wrapped around her sensitive nipple, and sucked food. Sometimes his tongue picked and licked the breast beads and flexibly drew them; occasionally he was too embarrassed to put the little cherry red between his teeth and gently rubbed it, bringing a very thin but seductive pain...
She narrowed her eyes and was addicted to Zhao Ye's caressessing with all kinds of tricks. Every touch he touched made her flower path shrink and the faint flowers trembled
Suddenly, Zhao Ye stretched into her buttocks and rubbed her waist. Her place was extremely sensitive, and at this time, the lust surged. Zhao Ye's fingers with thin calluses were massaged for a long time, and her lower body contracted to a small peak. The pleasure made her sway on Zhao Ye's body, and her breath was so thin.
Zhao Ye raised his little wife's pink face, greedily admired the pure eyebrows and eyes, and looked forward to the flowing mist.
Do you like this? His voice became low and hoarse, as gentle and tempting as his eyes, as gentle and tempting
Yuan Wanran was trapped in joy, her heart was distracted, and she met his confusing gaze and blurted out: I... She gasped weakly, likes you to me like this
Zhao Ye's eyes changed suddenly, and his brilliance flashed, throwing her onto the kang
When Yuan Wanran came back to her senses, her husband's hand just stroked the center of her legs. After touching her, she noticed that the flower buds below were wet at some point. The delicate flowers bloomed quietly. The bright berries on the top were pointed at the tip of her husband's fingertips, and the electric shock seemed to be numb.
Oh, her delicate body bounced, and then covered her feverish face
The couple often go to the room. She is getting more and more comfortable with Zhao Ye's touch, and her body becomes more and more sensitive, and it is easy to stir up a wave of love. Today, the love business is moving, and spring water comes faster
Wanwan is awesome. Zhao Yesha said with a voice, leaning over to look at her, thrusting her waist down, and slowly pushing her clone at the front of the vagina, and then sank into it.
The thick and hard male roots are straight in, and the petite hole is wide open, filling the tight flower path. The soft and tender mèi meat is rubbed and swelling.
Yuan Wanran couldn't help but thrust her body slightly, her cherry mouth escaping and her white chest raised
Zhao Ye was so comfortable that he took a breath. The man's vagina was tight, hot and slippery. As soon as he entered, he clamped the male root and sucked it with great comfort.
He thrust slowly, savoring the beauty of his wife's vagina carefully. The hard penis did not need to be deliberately shown and filled the beautiful and charming way, crushing it out, and grinding out honey liquid
Um...Ah... Yuan Wanran was repeatedly rubbing her male roots, and her body seemed to be soaked in warm water. She was comfortable and couldn't help but hum.
After a while, her moans changed slightly, and the joy was still there, but there was some disrespect.
The happiness that Zhao Yerou can give slowly pounding a pestle has reached its limit, but the lust in her body has not yet been satisfied. She desires more love and more intense
She couldn't help but look at Zhao Ye who was holding her waist and thrusting. Zhao Ye put his hands on her side in real time and leaned over and asked: What? He was not tight or slow to move.
Bad guy, Yuan Wanran panted and opened her eyes, covering her lips with her fingers
What else can be done in this situation now?
Of course I miss him...
Think of him faster
He has always been a master in bed. Now, do he really don’t understand or fake?
But she didn't dare to ask this clearly. Just now, I like you to be so explicit to me. I can't do it anymore if I'm not reserved.
Yuan Wanran bit her finger lightly, waiting for Zhao Ye to get to know her own
But this time, Zhao Ye didn't understand the charm to the end, and he always slowly walked in and out of her, hanging her in a state of being neither up nor down
She endured her patience and moaned unconsciously and prayed without realizing her prayer.
Wanwan, do you want me? Suddenly, Zhao Yesha asked, his tone was not confusing, but temptation
Sure enough, this man pretended to be fooled with understanding. Yuan Wanran was embarrassed and annoyed. Thinking that Zhao Ye was just smirking and waiting for him to be fooled, he angrily gave him a look.
But this is not the case
Zhao Ye leaned down above her, swaying her hips in an orderly manner and poked her delicate pussy. Her handsome face was lazy and smiling. Her eyes were naturally affectionate but were not relaxed and fast. Instead, she stared at people with urgency and devoted all her heart to stare at her.
He looked into her eyes deeply, as if he had planned to penetrate everything she had. After occupying her body, he would still strip her naked, know every thought she had to plunder completely
Faced with Zhao Ye's invasion, Yuan Wanran was confused and helpless, but was inexplicably shy and excited. With such eyes, her flower path was obviously shrinking again, clamping the male root that kept invading.
Zhao Ye held his ten fingers on the kang in real time. He actually wanted to hold down his little wife and move violently. God knows that every time he fucks her delicate body, it feels so happy and wonderful.
But at this moment, he wanted to hear her say she wanted him, and not care about being confused and about to vent her body, and admit it when she was awake.
He rubbed Yuan Wanran's nipples, and the scorching iron was carefully grinding the most sensitive parts inside her.
Ah... Yuan Wanran moaned, as the lust passed for a moment, the snow breasts made a sound as soon as they touched her, and the crown of the man with angular ridges scratched hard in her fragile place in the secret realm, and the sore and swollen and happy current rushed up, lifting her to float lightly
But not enough, not enough, give more... She narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but sigh with distress
Do you want me? Zhao Ye asked again
Yuan Wanran's reason has returned. She longs for joy, but she takes the initiative to ask for pleasure. This is too shameful
One of them was tempted and the other endured. Zhao Ye could not waste it. Seeing Yuan Wanran lying under him, her hair was winding and her body was white. She was embarrassed by shyness, her pretty face was flushed, her long eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her small fingers covered her lips...
That situation is hard to describe and draw, but the goal is extremely cute
He softened his heart, leaned over and kissed Yuan Wanran's forehead, and said softly: You don't want me, I want you. There was a hint of melancholy in his words, so subtle that he himself never noticed it.
Yuan Wanran heard it and she had a flash of inspiration. Although Zhao Ye asked if he wanted him when he was in the room, he did not seem to force himself to ask for pleasure from him. It was more like he was trying to make a difference and coax himself to ask for him as a person.
Detecting this subtle mood, her heart turned into a wave of water, rippling tenderly
Yuan Wanran closed her eyes tightly and squeezed out the sound of mosquitoes with her little mouth: I want to...
Zhao Ye was about to get up and tick it up, but suddenly stopped. What were you saying?
Want... Yuan Wanran hummed carefully, and then thought, she said something, so why bother hiding it? She covered her face and said loudly: I want you
In fact, her voice was no loudest than the stuttering sound, but Zhao Ye had already heard it clearly
He smiled like a child, so silly, he kissed her hard, and then penetrated her body rhythm again.
This time he first lightly and then heavy, slow down and then hurry, and gradually he will no longer keep, so that his little wife can enjoy the fun
He swung his narrow buttocks, beating against the soft center of the female body, and the hard male roots thrust into the flower path, squeezing layers of mèi meat to smooth out the tender plexus, and enjoying the pleasure of
Ah... Yuan Wanran raised her little face and moaned with tenderness, her starry eyes were half closed, and she couldn't help but climbed up the man's neck, slightly raised her snow buttocks to correspond
Her deep and narrow path welcomes Zhao Ye's hard pounding pestle, allowing the huge male root to penetrate the path and burst out the joy; the tender and wrinkled flesh walls reciprocate, lingering and absorbing the male roots closely, making it feel comfortable from the crown to the bottom and unspeakable
Zhao Ye eats the marrow and learns the taste, and he is more and more courageous to charge into the depths of Yuan Wanran's secret realm
He went in and out repeatedly, rubbing against the flower paths quickly. Yuan Wanran couldn't help but feel happy. The sounds of mèi were continuous, the water in the secluded cave was gurgling, and the honey dew splashed, wetting the private parts of the two.
Hah... Hah... Yuan Wanran was breathing under the impact of Zhao Ye. Every time the scorching iron pushed into the honey path, she couldn't hold on to cry. The sound of a squeak into the bones, Zhao Ye's clone attack became more and more fierce
AhAhAh... Yuan Wanran's eyes were scattered and her mind was confused. She only felt that the pleasure in the Huajing honey hole was accumulated and spread rapidly, exceeding her capacity, both sweet and tormental
She could moan instinctively, and broke in shattering under Zhao Ye's impact: Ah...ha Ah...se...h...h...h...ah...
Her slender hands slid over Zhao Ye's tight and bulging arm, and fell weakly on the kang. Zhao Ye hugged her and hit her, banging her to another peak
Yuan Wanran's little face as big as a palm wrinkled, and she tightly clamped the mattress and screamed, while Zhao Ye stopped unintentionally and continued to sturdy the game.
No...
The thunderous thunder struck, Yuan Wanran let out a whine, her toes curled up, and the delicate flower path was spasming violently. Zhao Ye just hit the center of the flower at the same time, and in an instant, the fireworks in her mind were brilliant and trembling.
Zhao Ye pressed against his little wife's forehead and gasped heavily, gritted his teeth and enjoyed the flower path and snatched his clones frantically until he could no longer bear it. Then he retreated.
He panted and waited on Yuan Wanran until she recovered from her ejaculation and immediately began the next round of love.
That day, Yuan Wanran tossed and turned in Zhao Ye's arms, moaning endlessly, venting the unspeakable shameful happiness. Once Zhao Ye breathed in her ears, the pleasure on her heart could rise up again.
The two of them lingered several times and finally got tired. They hugged each other and slept.
When Yuan Wanran woke up, it was already night. She quietly lifted the quilt and sat up. She glanced at the built-up window. The moonlight shone on the courtyard, casting the shadows of flowers and trees on the ground.
The moonlight could not be reflected in more places in the courtyard, and those places were dark and dark. She timidly turned her face away, and suddenly she called her lowered voice beside her
Wanwan
She was suddenly shocked and turned around and found that Zhao Ye had stood up.
Zhao Ye wrapped Bo on her body and dragged the man into his arms and hugged him.
Or is she afraid of darkness? When she went to the dark place outside the window, she looked uncomfortable. Not only was she afraid of darkness at night, but she also avoided dark places such as firewood in broad daylight, such as firewood.
Yes, Yuan Wanran buried in his arms and responded vaguely
I'm not afraid, I'm in Zhao Ye touching the back of the person in his arms, and I got a hug. He kissed her heart, and the two of them quietly depended on each other
Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, and a folk song appeared in Zhao Ye’s mind: The moon shines on Jiuzhou Island, some families are happy and some families are sad, some couples are in the same tent, and some families are floating outside
A vast sea of people, a corner of the world, Sixi Hutong, Changping City, Daxia Kingdom, Zhao Ye has a home, and Xiao Wanwan is at home. How lucky is he to be with him?
Wanwan
Um?
Zhao Ye rubbed her head and face, I'm with you, I'm together. His tone was plain, as if he was talking casually, but Yuan Wanran felt that he was happy
She smiled for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and told Zhao Ye and Li Da that Han had sent a message: Han was sent by the army a few months ago, saying that he would come back as soon as possible
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