The intense dizziness made Ye Yingning wrap his arms around Zhou Yang, hug his broad shoulders, bury his face in front of his chest, close his eyes, and hold his breath.

He noticed her fragility at the moment and couldn't help but hug her gently. The low-melt voice clearly restrained her. He lowered his head and kissed Ye Yingning's cheek, and whispered: "Gui Ningning, my kiss baby..."

Things in the world were unpredictable. Just a few months ago, he wanted to tear her apart, and even couldn't help but raise his hand and slapped Ye Yingning in the face.

But at this moment, he loved her so much that his whole body was aching.

Zhou Yang had to admit that he was indeed addicted to Ye Yingning's beauty at the beginning and could not extricate himself, otherwise he would not have agreed to marry her. But over time, he realized that this woman was not the missright he was destined to be missright - she was protected too well since childhood, so to put it nicely, it was called ignorant of the world, and to put it ugly, it was unrealistic.

His underground relationship with Luan Chi, borrowed high loan sharks and threatened Xie Yao's car accident. All of this made Zhou Yang lose his appetite for this marriage. But he wanted face and naturally would not file for divorce. However, Ye Yingning's suicide disrupted all the existing balance.

Fortunately, she was rescued.

She thought she would still live a hellish life, but what Zhou Yang did not expect was that perhaps she had experienced the touch of life and death, after being discharged from the hospital, she became so thorough.

This made him feel moved.

Even though he knew that her goodness was very likely to be disguised, just like a poisoned rose or an addicted poppy, he just couldn't control it, and he was repeatedly trapped in the mud and sinking for her.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang pushed hard again, wishing he could reach the depths of her soul.

The bitter feeling instantly penetrated the whole body. Ye Yingning screamed out with a "ah", curled up, raised her head, begged for mercy, "Don't go in again..."

Her toes curled up, and her skin showed pink, as if it was about to be exposed.

"no."

Zhou Yang's answer was concise and to the point, revealing the hardness of the soldier in his tone. It was like a pile driving, and the lumbar muscles that were stretched into a thread were shining with a layer of bright sweat.

"Are you uncomfortable? I feel very comfortable, wet, hot and tight..."

He pressed her, and his palm slid to her lower abdomen, gently pressed and stroked, Ye Yingning pushed his hand in a panic.

The beautiful bodies of the two people were closely connected, and she sobbed softly.

"I'm going to get closer!"

Zhou Yang curled his lips and smiled, suddenly raised his waist and delivered it with all his strength.

Ye Yingning choked in horror and cried out in a hoarse voice: "Don't, I don't want it..."

She couldn't bear it so intense.

"You want it, you like it too."

Zhou Yang was unmoved, clamping her waist and sprinting vigorously, each of which was violently squeezed into the depths of the center of the petals.

She was shaken up and down by the bumps, and the whole bed was trembling slightly. No matter how she hugged Zhou Yang tightly, her upper body would constantly rub against the sheets, making her back skin red. "No, I don't want it..."

Ye Yingning cried and begged, crying in a low voice, the man's heavy breathing sounded in his ears, and sweat flowed down his temples and splashed on her snow-white and towering chest.

The man tonight seemed to be flirting with her with all the scent | love.

No one knows the bitterness in his heart.

With fierce attacks again and again, Zhou Yang held Ye Yingning's waist tightly with his big hands, almost making her unable to breathe. He clenched his teeth, and he tried everything he wanted to give him all.

"Say, do you want it? Do you want it?"

Repeatedly, she was tortured by such rough love and said in tears: "I want...I want..."

Let's end soon, there's too much happiness, and it's hard to bear.

"Give it, give it to me... hurry up..."

Ye Yingning finally surrendered, snatched Zhou Yang's shoulders with his fingers and begged him intermittently.

"Hold on for a little longer."

He was also patient, not wanting to do things hastily, and kept moving. He suddenly reached out and found her pearl in a wet and sticky area, and bounced it hard.

She screamed suddenly, no longer caring about being heard. There seemed to be countless fireworks in front of her, and every muscle in her body seemed to be tense and relaxed. She was tense and relaxed again, and she was spasm and twitching. At such a terrible moment, the man on her body pounded and thrust even harder, for more than a dozen times, finally pressed against her tightly, and trembled violently at the end of the most fragrant and tight.

A depressed low growl sounded in his ears. Ye Yingning was already drowsy and obsessed. He poured hot into his body. After he had all evacuated, they slowly overflowed and flowed along the base of her legs under the overlapping bodies of the two.

"Ningning, I...I love you."

The man's hoarse voice was filled with a strange sob. Zhou Yang hugged the woman in his arms with charming eyes, shortness of breath and fiery cheeks in his cheeks, regardless of the sweat.

His whole body was shocked. Even if he was not awake, Ye Yingning still heard his confession.

Her heart was beating a drum, and she felt annoyed for a moment. She really didn't know how to respond to him, so she had to continue to keep her eyes closed, as if she hadn't heard it.

Zhou Yang also understood what her reaction meant. He smiled bitterly, let go, flipped off her, and lay side by side with Ye Yingning.

Never expected that he would be here, and he would be here and turn his mind to the point of turning around with her.

Late at night, Ye Yingning was sleeping soundly and felt a hand wandering on her body hazy. She turned over lazily, but didn't notice that she was rolling into Zhou Yang's arms.

He was sleepless at all, staring at a pair of hawk-like eyes, still with a dissatisfied expression.

"I'm so sleepy..."

She didn't want to pay attention to it. In the past, Zhou Yang wouldn't indulge himself so much. He has always been considerate and wouldn't force himself. Unexpectedly, he turned out tonight, and was unsatisfied, and he got entangled again and again.

"You sleep with yours, I'm busy with mine."

He pushed her nightgown high, covered the soft meat ball with big hands, and was "busy" again, and buried his head between her legs, sucking, licking, and licking, especially attentive and gentle.

He was about to part, maybe he would return soon after a small separation, maybe he would have been prolonged, if he didn't feed her, he would feel ashamed.

The pink little pearl was a little painful due to the long-term filling and blood swelling. The inadvertent friction of the underwear would make her feel very uncomfortable. Therefore, Ye Yingning did not put it on before going to bed, which made Zhou Yang's plunder.

All night, he seemed to be exhausted, and asked her four or five times, from kissing to love and caressing to the main meal, every process was carefully done. Until the end, what he ejaculated was no longer the essence, but the liquid as thin as water.

Ye Yingning was confused and fiddled with him. He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. No matter how angry he struggled, he was always pressed under him.

When it was dawn, Zhou Yang finally let her go, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower, intending to wash away all the sticky body.

He has always been strong, but when his feet were on the ground, he staggered for a moment, his legs became weak, which was even more tiring than ten kilometers of cross-country.
Chapter completed!