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He had been drinking at night, so why was it that every time he drank, his words were so seductive? It was as if the wine reached her lungs directly through the molecules in the air, making her drunk as well?

Was she drunk and her vision blurred? The face in front of him was covered with a hazy light, giving his originally dark face with stiff lines a blurry halo.

She dazedly touched his face with her hand, the hard stubble stuck in her palm, and her eyes became more misty and misty...

"You've been drinking...I'm so dizzy..." she said stupidly with her eyes blurred.

What nonsense is this? He was drunk, why did she faint? It was him who fainted...it was him...

Being slightly tipsy, he was surrounded by a fragrant aroma, his head became more and more dizzy, and he was getting closer and closer to the source of the fragrance as if under a spell...

Finally, he grabbed the fragrant spring and stuck to it, like falling into a whirlpool of soft and fragrant fragrance. He could no longer control himself, so he could only put her whole body into his arms and let himself sink deeper into the whirlpool...

She was a bit clumsy, and her jerky performance made him confused. How did she write those hot scenes?

Especially the description of her pleasure and orgasm. How could it be described so well without any experience?

It makes his blood boil when he sees it!

Didn't she feel it when she wrote it?

All kinds of messy thoughts collided, which fueled his desire to conquer. He bit her lip lightly, causing her slight pain. He opened her lips, hummed softly, and then he invaded...

The smell of wine suddenly surged.

She closed her eyes, like a small boat floating in the rippling current. She couldn't help but stretch out her arms and hug him tightly to prevent herself from sinking...

Perhaps it was due to the burning of alcohol. His face was very hot, and his lips were also very hot. As she tossed and turned, she felt that her body was on fire, and her mind became increasingly blurry. The surroundings were filled with his breath, as if she was suffocating.

, she snorted softly.

Then, she felt the same hot hand reaching into the hem of her clothes, which was a little rough and scratched her skin, causing slight pain.

"Hmm..." She hummed again, "It hurts..."

His hand became lighter. Although his mind was dizzy due to alcohol, he still remembered how rude he was last time, which caused her to be slightly injured...

But her skin is so delicate. The feeling of gently scraping with your fingertips is like scraping a warm egg that has been cooked and shelled. It is softer and more elastic than an egg, making people unable to help but feel...

Thoughts, I want to crush her into pieces and let her melt into the palm of my hand...

For some reason, he hugged her tightly, and her soft body rubbed against him through her clothes.

She was not wearing underwear, and the soft elasticity was close to his chest. He felt that his chest was going to explode...

His lips moved to her ears, and the hot breath smelling of alcohol blew into her ears, spread on her skin, and penetrated into her nose.

"I... can't bear it anymore, what should I do?" He bit her ear gently, and covered her breast with his big hand. The moment he held it tightly, both of them couldn't help but tremble.

What should I do if I ask her at this time?

But coincidentally, his voice, hoarse due to depression, was so sexy and charming, stirring every nerve in her...

She groaned, shrank her body and leaned into his arms.

His hands slid onto her back, caressing her from bottom to top, and then slowly slid down her spine.

His palm seemed to be on fire, and flames burst out wherever it passed. She could clearly hear her breathing becoming more and more rapid...

The pajamas were taken off from his head, and under the light, her snow-white body was dazzling his eyes.

Afraid that she would be shy or uncomfortable, he reached out to turn off the light, but she stopped him, "Don't turn it off! Turn it on!"

He was slightly startled, his wife is really powerful! How could he have forgotten that she was originally different, she could write about the affairs between men and women vividly, she was obviously a virgin but she was so brave that she dared to catch him the first time

brother……

So, what does turning on the lights mean?

However, what he didn't know was that the reason why she insisted on turning on the light was because she wanted him to see clearly that the person he was having sex with was her, not Qianqi...

Each other's clothes were removed, and under the light, black and white bodies were entangled together. The fierce kissing and caressing left red marks on her body. She twisted her body to cater to him most enthusiastically. Soon, the two

Fine beads of sweat oozed from the human body.

His hand reached down, and the tentacles were wet and slippery...

With a stir in her heart, she spread her legs, ready to let herself in...

After a late drink, she talked about it. But she suddenly refused, supporting him with both hands, her brows delicate and soft, "Wait a minute, you call me first!"

"Call you?" He was a little impatient. What else could he do at this time? He was getting angry!

"No! Didn't you ask me to sing yesterday?" She insisted on her principles, but her words were full of coquettishness.

How could you refuse such watery charm? He surrendered, "Okay, what's your name?"

"Call me wife!" she thought for a moment.

"Okay, wife, can we let you go now?" He stepped forward.

But she stopped him again, with a thoughtful expression on her face, "It still doesn't work! Just call me... Taotao!" In fact, she really wanted him to call her nanny, but she was afraid of scaring him.

It's no joke, I wonder if it will cause impotence...

"Okay! Taotao! Is it okay now?" He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Is this the only time I can control him and make him obedient?

Tao Zi decided to impress him a little more, and continued to shake his head, "It still doesn't work! I'll think about it again!"

He was anxious, "Do you still want to? March in a hurry! How can we waste the opportunity to fight!"

She was speechless. Is this called a forced march?

"Call me one last time, my dear wife Taotao!" She said with a serious expression.

He's about to explode, but there's nothing he can do about it, but isn't this too disgusting?

She hummed, "I planted this tree and opened this road. If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy the road!"

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Isn't this too outrageous to use at this time? He really has a weird wife...

"I've given all my fortune to you, what else do you want?" He lowered his head and kissed her, trying to repeat his same trick, knocking her out with alcohol and kisses.

Unfortunately, at this critical moment when the chain must not be let go easily, Tao Zi actually held on, tilting his face to the side, "Can't use sugar-coated bullets! It's useless even if you use them! Just scream!"

He had a straight face, sweating, and was ready to charge forward, "Who said I was using sugar-coated bullets? I was using real guns!"

"..." Tao Zi was speechless. This silly papaya still had a sense of humor when he occasionally said something...

But, how could she surrender just because of a joke?! She had to stick to it to the end!

He used his hands to prop up his heavy body and whimpered softly, "Uncle PLA bullies people! How can uncle PLA forcefully force a decent woman to submit!"

He was going crazy because of her. She was the only one who wanted to be a good woman? A good woman arrested his brother for the first time?

However, her pitiful expression and kitten-like whimpering voice really moved him. Although he knew she was faking it, he couldn't bear the thought of the bruises all over her body for the first time. How could he be so hard?

rush?

Finally, I had no choice but to lean down and whisper in her ear, "Let me come in, my dear wife Taotao..."

Her heart relaxed, and a warm current surged upwards, and her vigilance naturally relaxed. As soon as her lower body swelled, she felt the invasion of foreign objects. It still hurt, but at that moment, her heart was really complete, and all she could hear was him.

Hot breath and soft call: Dear wife Taotao...

He knew that she was Taotao, not Qianqi, that was enough...

In her thoughts, a powerful collision hit her. She still felt the pain of being torn apart, but it was much better than the last time...

"Relax a little bit..." He whispered in her ear, and then kissed her lips. At the same time, he gently caressed her body to help her get through the early discomfort. This time, he didn't want to hurt her again.

……13acv.

Her body gradually relaxed under his caress. After several trials, he finally fully integrated into her body...

The small single bed began to sway...

Tao Zi, who was carrying his tall body, felt that he was using too much force at first and it was just painful. However, as his attacks became more intensive and rapid, an unfamiliar tickling feeling began to arise from the place where the two of them met, and she endured it.

He couldn't help but scream softly, his face flushed like a cloud.

His movements became more intensive, and for the first time in his life, Tao Zi felt the feeling of his thoughts flying far away, like a fairy. In the chaos, Qian Qi's shadow gradually blurred...

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First of all, I apologize to those who were waiting for the update today. It was really late today. I had classes during the day and came back to write at night. However, a small thing happened in the group. It was really a very small thing, but it affected Jixiang.

I couldn't get into the mood to write for a long time.

After being in Hongxiu for so long, Jixiang has gradually changed from impetuous to calm, but Jixiang still has something he cares about, and that is you, dear readers.

In the past two years, Jixiang has never asked relatives for monthly passes for purse props, because that is really not the purpose of Jixiang's writing, nor is it what Jixiang cares about. What Jixiang cares about is the sincerity and respect of readers.

For a cold-tempered person like me, I don’t have many friends in real life. I don’t want to make casual acquaintances. I only have two or three close friends, and the same is true for Jixiang in my network and in my red sleeves. I think a person must be very special.

If you like a certain author or her writing, you will join her group. Therefore, there are not many readers in my group, but I regard you as my very trusted friends. You are different from others, so no matter what you ask me, I will answer them directly.

Said, but maybe Jixiang is naive, and my frankness is just a joke. The past is over. Jixiang here just implores readers not to apply to join the group easily, because Jixiang values ​​the readers in this group very seriously. It can be said that

All the motivation and courage to keep the name Ji Xiang Ye alive, so unless you are sincere, put yourself in Ji Xiang’s shoes, and respect Ji Xiang and other friends in the group, otherwise, don’t add it. Thank you.
Chapter completed!