Chong Tiange is indeed an expert in love. His lips and tongue seem to have a strange magic power, which is so sensitive that it easily ignites a fire of love in Ye Yingning's delicate body!

Her wrists were tied together tightly, and she couldn't break free. She could only twist her body randomly, but she also raised her plump breasts even more, as if to please her.

"You're crazy! Someone will come here at any time..."

Ye Yingning's scalp was numb. She didn't expect that Chong Tiange would be so bold. Although other guests were still drinking and chatting in the banquet hall, it was not ruled out that someone would go here. Once she was caught, she would definitely be in the upper class circle of Zhonghai City.

His reputation is ruined!

Not long after marriage, well-known designer, military marriage, petting Tiange, these keywords are enough to make this love story spread quickly, and she will become a laughing stock and a shame in the family.

Thinking of this, Ye Yingning's struggle became more urgent. She lowered her head and looked at the man on top of her burying his head deeply in the milky white tulle. The wide skirt of the dress covered most of his face.

This scene is very strange to my eyes.

His hot tongue and cool lips alternately washed her delicate petals, one after another, gently but stubbornly, very frequently, not in a hurry or slowly. The straight bridge of his nose would occasionally brush against the war |

The soft chestnut flowers made her couldn't help but dig at the sofa beneath her with her hands, in order to suppress the low moan that was about to spill out of her lips.

"This is exciting, isn't it? Look, you have feelings, don't say I lied to you."

Chong Tiange raised his head, his eyes as dark as ink and as bright as stars, staring at Ye Yingning, who looked frightened and embarrassed. He licked his lips at her deliberately and exaggeratedly, and smiled evilly, with a slightly hoarse voice.

At this moment, there is an especially charming atmosphere in the quiet lounge.

He, he, he was completely using male lust to seduce her!

Who says that only women can use sex to seduce people?!

At this moment, Chong Tiange's whole body exudes a sense of eroticism, like a cunning fox that intends to devour Ye Yingning. Instead of forcing him, he uses seduction!

Realizing this, Ye Yingning took a breath of cold air unconsciously. As if she had never known Chong Tiange, she looked at his handsome face that looked like a dizzy Tao Liang in March in confusion.

"hiss!"

Sure enough, while she was distracted, he would never miss this good opportunity. His slender fingers did not give up on conquering the city, but drove straight down. The big hand originally placed on her warm belly also gradually slid down, stirring up the night.

The slender tie on the right side of Ying Ning's hip was hooked and lifted, and in the blink of an eye, the small piece of cloth was easily hung between Chong Tiange's fingers.

The coolness coming from her private parts made Ye Yingning change her mind. She subconsciously wanted to close her legs. However, he had already taken a step forward and put both of her legs on his shoulders.

This time, he was almost half-kneeling in front of her, assuming a humble posture.

Half of the white skirt hanging down from Ye Yingning's waist covered Chong Tiange's legs. The floor lamp next to the sofa cast a soft halo, and the waves spread like water, shining on each other, making

The two people look like a perfectly harmonious oil painting.

Without this obstacle, he could finally worship her and taste her sweet taste with his lips and teeth.

Just like a slowly blooming flower, under the plentiful picking of bees, it finally blooms little by little, stretching its petals, revealing the sensitive and fragile heart of the flower, and the juice | water splashes out, dripping all over it.

The tip of the tongue is flexible, sucking only the thin and tender flower pieces that are still tightly closed, until they are filled with blood and moisture, and then push in little by little, if there is a seemingly invisible probing, stirring, the honey liquid gurgling endlessly, all of them are

sucked into his mouth.

A few slender fingers helplessly clawed at the leather sofa. Ye Yingning kicked his sore legs, stretching his toes, and even kicked Chong Tiange's solid back a few times. He didn't

He dodged and just grabbed her ankle, then turned his head and kissed her instep.

"Well……"

She couldn't lift it up in one breath, and the cry was choked deep in her throat. In an instant, Ye Yingning's eyes turned red. She kicked and tore in a hurry, and the high heels on her feet slipped down, revealing her whole white and tender feet.

Chong Tiange held it with one hand, stretched out his fingers, compared the length, and suddenly smiled and said: "What a small foot, just as long as my hand, as white and soft as a young lotus root."

After that, he lightly scratched the soles of his feet a few times with his fingertips. Ye Yingning screamed and gasped, tears finally falling from the corners of her eyes. Her legs were still wide open and could not be closed, and there was a cold feeling between her legs. Yes.

After catching her eye, Chong Tiange stretched out his hand and touched it, teasing: "It's so slippery here..."

He did not take away his hand, and his two fingertips lingered carelessly with a little bit of moisture, stroking the banana quickly and quickly.

While twisting, Ye Yingning's wrists were already reddened by the silk tie. She raised her head, trying not to let her tears stain her makeup, and simply closed her eyes slightly. She just begged him to end his treatment of her as soon as possible.

torture.

Sure enough, the slight sound of the zipper of trousers could be heard in his ears, followed by the rustling sound of pulling out his shirt. The next second, Ye Yingning seemed to smell a faint smell of shower gel on the tip of his nose, mixed with his own body fluids.

|Taste.

Her cheeks hurt, as if she had been hit by something. She did not dare to open her eyes to see this obscene scene. She gritted her teeth and remained frozen on the sofa, with her arms still draped on the back of the sofa, forming a strange formation.

posture.

Could it be that something really happened to him right here? No, in fact, she couldn't control the development of the whole thing. It was out of control and derailed. She had no way to escape!

His breathing seemed to fall on his ears, light and rapid. With just a pause, Chong Tiange's lips gently held Ye Yingning's earlobe, and a series of murmurs were like chaotic sleep murmurs -

"Help me, Yingning, help me..."

For the first time, he was as fragile as a child in front of her. His voice trembled slightly. He grabbed Ye Yingning's hand and pressed it tightly. He untied her tie and immediately moved her delicate little hands.

There was still a slight swelling and pain in her wrist. She opened her eyes suddenly. The scene in front of her made Ye Yingning quickly close her eyes again and let him have what he wanted. However, her cheeks were hot and her eye sockets became thicker as if she had a fever.

It's sour and astringent, and the whole person feels confused.

Maybe very quickly, maybe very slowly, the air seemed to become viscous, until the fingers were clenched tightly, and the man's hoarse roar came again to the ears.

Finally, finally it's over.

Ye Yingning let out a sigh of relief. After all, he did not possess himself here at will, he just relieved his desires.

Chong Tiange let go of his hand, straightened up, and looked around, but couldn't find the paper. His hand was dripping, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"I have tissues in my bag."

Ye Yingning pointed to the sequined handbag at her feet, and Chong Tiange bent down to pick it up, took out a pack of wet wipes, and wiped it slowly.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, staring at the exposed corner of the handbag, and said suspiciously: "This is..."

Those are tickets for Lin Xingyuan's recital, tonight, there are still a few hours left.

He gave Ye Yingning two tickets. At this moment, both tickets were stuffed in her bag.

Chong Tiange picked it up, saw the time and place clearly, and put the ticket into his coat pocket without any explanation.

"For such an elegant concert, of course you need a male escort."
Chapter completed!