Rong Yuan curled the corners of his lips and raised a silent smile
He hugged Zhong Qin'er from the hot spring
She was soaked and trembling slightly. Her transparent clothes could not be covered at all. She was tightly attached to her, showing her delicate body with convexity and convexity.
She was weak and leaned softly on his body, her only wet eyes were still looking at him calmly at this moment
He placed her on a flat stone platform in the hole and gently brushed her wet hair behind his ears
The enchanting red lotus was burning and jumping above them, reflecting the faces of the two people like the dyed rays of clouds and a drunken red color
Seeing that she was trembling with cold, Rong Yuan couldn't help but comfort her softly: I'll be no longer cold soon.
While staring at her deeply, he took off her clothes. After a while, she was peeled clean by him like a newborn lamb, lying on the inky stone platform.
There was still a layer of thin water droplets on the snow-white body. Under the swaying bright red light, it was shining with crystal clear pearl light, just like a white lotus condensed with thin dewdrops in the early morning.
Senior sister, you are so beautiful, he raised his eyebrows and exclaimed sincerely
His eyes kept lingering on her body. Because she practiced for many years, she gave birth to a pair of slender and tight jade legs, with smooth and tight lines.
Between the legs, wet by the water in the hot spring, and even crystal drops of water were slowly flowing through the tightly closed red flower lips, dripping bit by bit.
In the half-light and half-dark light, you can see the delicate grass with lush grass, moistened by the spring water, making the water shimmering, and it looks extremely lewd.
The snow-white waist was full of snatching it, and then it was a plump breast, which kept rising and falling as she gasped.
The two-point cherry red dogwood has become hard because of the cold, and stands straight on the top, waiting for someone to pick it up.
Rong Yuan raised his palm, and a light layer of bright red appeared on his fingertips. He held her white and tender jade feet in the palm of his hand. His fingers gently rubbed her slender toes, and a warm feeling slowly came from his fingertips.
Zhong Qin'er felt the warm breath and his gentle movements, and a numb pleasure appeared from her toes. She couldn't help but thrust her waist and curled up to her toes.
Her movements made him laugh softly, and his palm continued to move upwards, stroking her ankles and calf, and slowly touching her straight thighs, rubbing her skin on the inner thighs repeatedly
His whole palm was warm, and wherever he passed, the chill was fading away little by little. She felt so comfortable that she squinted her eyes gently.
Senior sister whispered softly, and waves of light flashed through her black eyes
Zhong Qin'er opened her eyes and faced his deep eyes. He had pressed her delicate waist with his hands and pulled her delicate body down. Her legs couldn't help but open, and she was afraid of falling down to clamp his standing body.
He raised her legs with one hand and was hanging on his strong waist. In an extremely ambiguous position, he said meaningfully:
There was still a cold look in her eyes. He remembered that every time he saw her, she was like this. Only when she was cold and noble senior sister could she show her shyness in her daughter's house only when she was with Su Mu.
At that time, he thought that one day he would ride her under him and turn her into a slut who belongs to him. He would be bolder, more delicate and more lewd than when he was with Su Mu.
He wants those cold eyes, which are completely stained with lust, to sink for him, to intoxicate him, to be crazy for him, to be crazy for him
Rong Yuan stared at her quietly, rubbed her lips with one hand, and asked extremely gentlely: Is it still cold?
She didn't answer, and looked at him quietly, with a deep face
Angry? Rong Yuan pressed her cheek and smiled softly
The vibration in her chest reached her heart, her pair of jade breasts were pressed against his solid chest, trembling slightly
He actually hates her treating him without emotion, like an angry puppet
So, a pair of wide palms began to knead her chest hard on both sides. The snow-white plumpness was gathered in the tiger's mouth. His thumb began to press the bud at the top and rub it hard.
After a while, there were faint red marks on her breasts, and the perky buds were even more red and bright, and the areola was swelling a lot.
Zhong Qin'er felt his sudden change from gentle to rough, and was also greedy for the warmth from his palms, so she could only bite her lips tightly and bear it silently.
She had never expected to get his pity. After all, this was just a need for each person. He had other plans for her, but at this moment she still felt humiliated.
She hated her incompetence, and was ashamed and angry as she could be merciless as she could. A drop of tears gently slid from the corners of her eyes.
Rong Yuan seemed to sense her emotions, raised his eyes and looked at her
He said lightly: Even so, I won’t be soft-hearted, because I must get you
The next moment, he lowered his head and held her nipples heavily
He hugged Zhong Qin'er from the hot spring
She was soaked and trembling slightly. Her transparent clothes could not be covered at all. She was tightly attached to her, showing her delicate body with convexity and convexity.
She was weak and leaned softly on his body, her only wet eyes were still looking at him calmly at this moment
He placed her on a flat stone platform in the hole and gently brushed her wet hair behind his ears
The enchanting red lotus was burning and jumping above them, reflecting the faces of the two people like the dyed rays of clouds and a drunken red color
Seeing that she was trembling with cold, Rong Yuan couldn't help but comfort her softly: I'll be no longer cold soon.
While staring at her deeply, he took off her clothes. After a while, she was peeled clean by him like a newborn lamb, lying on the inky stone platform.
There was still a layer of thin water droplets on the snow-white body. Under the swaying bright red light, it was shining with crystal clear pearl light, just like a white lotus condensed with thin dewdrops in the early morning.
Senior sister, you are so beautiful, he raised his eyebrows and exclaimed sincerely
His eyes kept lingering on her body. Because she practiced for many years, she gave birth to a pair of slender and tight jade legs, with smooth and tight lines.
Between the legs, wet by the water in the hot spring, and even crystal drops of water were slowly flowing through the tightly closed red flower lips, dripping bit by bit.
In the half-light and half-dark light, you can see the delicate grass with lush grass, moistened by the spring water, making the water shimmering, and it looks extremely lewd.
The snow-white waist was full of snatching it, and then it was a plump breast, which kept rising and falling as she gasped.
The two-point cherry red dogwood has become hard because of the cold, and stands straight on the top, waiting for someone to pick it up.
Rong Yuan raised his palm, and a light layer of bright red appeared on his fingertips. He held her white and tender jade feet in the palm of his hand. His fingers gently rubbed her slender toes, and a warm feeling slowly came from his fingertips.
Zhong Qin'er felt the warm breath and his gentle movements, and a numb pleasure appeared from her toes. She couldn't help but thrust her waist and curled up to her toes.
Her movements made him laugh softly, and his palm continued to move upwards, stroking her ankles and calf, and slowly touching her straight thighs, rubbing her skin on the inner thighs repeatedly
His whole palm was warm, and wherever he passed, the chill was fading away little by little. She felt so comfortable that she squinted her eyes gently.
Senior sister whispered softly, and waves of light flashed through her black eyes
Zhong Qin'er opened her eyes and faced his deep eyes. He had pressed her delicate waist with his hands and pulled her delicate body down. Her legs couldn't help but open, and she was afraid of falling down to clamp his standing body.
He raised her legs with one hand and was hanging on his strong waist. In an extremely ambiguous position, he said meaningfully:
There was still a cold look in her eyes. He remembered that every time he saw her, she was like this. Only when she was cold and noble senior sister could she show her shyness in her daughter's house only when she was with Su Mu.
At that time, he thought that one day he would ride her under him and turn her into a slut who belongs to him. He would be bolder, more delicate and more lewd than when he was with Su Mu.
He wants those cold eyes, which are completely stained with lust, to sink for him, to intoxicate him, to be crazy for him, to be crazy for him
Rong Yuan stared at her quietly, rubbed her lips with one hand, and asked extremely gentlely: Is it still cold?
She didn't answer, and looked at him quietly, with a deep face
Angry? Rong Yuan pressed her cheek and smiled softly
The vibration in her chest reached her heart, her pair of jade breasts were pressed against his solid chest, trembling slightly
He actually hates her treating him without emotion, like an angry puppet
So, a pair of wide palms began to knead her chest hard on both sides. The snow-white plumpness was gathered in the tiger's mouth. His thumb began to press the bud at the top and rub it hard.
After a while, there were faint red marks on her breasts, and the perky buds were even more red and bright, and the areola was swelling a lot.
Zhong Qin'er felt his sudden change from gentle to rough, and was also greedy for the warmth from his palms, so she could only bite her lips tightly and bear it silently.
She had never expected to get his pity. After all, this was just a need for each person. He had other plans for her, but at this moment she still felt humiliated.
She hated her incompetence, and was ashamed and angry as she could be merciless as she could. A drop of tears gently slid from the corners of her eyes.
Rong Yuan seemed to sense her emotions, raised his eyes and looked at her
He said lightly: Even so, I won’t be soft-hearted, because I must get you
The next moment, he lowered his head and held her nipples heavily
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