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Chapter 204 Who is More Tasteful?

When Long Yu thought of Dan Shu in Mo Li's arms, his face turned red suddenly.

This makes no sense at all. If you think of Jiu Fangxia, it would be fine. How could you think of Danshu? She suddenly felt like she was caught on the spot when she came out of the wall. She shook her head guiltily: "No, I didn't think about anything."

Mo Li smiled a little from his throat: "At this time, do you think you should be punished?"

Although Long Yu felt guilty, he still had to hold on his posture and said hard, and he straightened his waist: "What are you punishing me? I'm not distracted..."

Mo Li lowered his head and kissed her neck from her ear. Long Yu thrust his waist and just sent himself into his household registration. The top was bitten, his body shrank, and he was still stubborn: "I didn't..."

Mo Li crushed his teeth maliciously and said vaguely, "It's not distracted or something." He has no time to pursue it now.

Long Yu raised his head and soon forgot the entanglement just now. He moved his body, not knowing whether to hide or cater to it, and stretched out his hand to pull it around Mo Li's waist. He couldn't be the only one bare. And he didn't know when Mo Li took off his underwear, and his bare legs rubbed against his clothes, which felt a bit rough.

Mo Li didn't care about her messing around her waist and held her upwards, but heard a bang, and two more tinkling sounds, something fell on the ground.

Both of them went to see in surprise, and saw that what fell on the ground was a piece of white jade broken in half. It looked familiar, and it looked like the buckle on Mo Li's belt.

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "Yu'er. I didn't expect you to be... so rude now."

Not to mention men's clothing, even women's clothing in this era, Long Yu knew very little. There were many complicated styles that were worn and taken off, but I didn't know how to start. Mo Li's clothes today are.

Long Yu just half-squinted his eyes, and while trying to endure Mo Li's harassment, he struggled with his belt. He felt that the belt was so difficult to untie today. Then, he accidentally got a lot of strength in his hand and directly pulled the belt off. The waist buckle flew out with a bang. He landed on the ground and broke it in half.

Long Yu was still a little uncomfortable with himself now. He was no longer a girl who was powerless and wanted to ask someone to help her in the bucket of mineral water. When she couldn't control her, she accidentally leaked her internal force. She was a real martial arts master. She was not able to keep Mo Li's clothes in order to operate with such a brutal force.

Long Yu's face turned a little red, and she also felt that tearing clothes and other things were too heavy-tasting. But this was definitely an accident, and it had nothing to do with her actual taste.

"Why is your belt so difficult to untie?" Long Yu complained a little annoyed and embarrassed, and then he felt his body empty. He fell down again, and Mo Li's clothes had been pulled open by himself. He took off other people's clothes and took off his own clothes at the same speed. Before Long Yu could see the invitation, he could already feel Mo Li's hot body sticking to his body.

The close contact between the skin is a difficult feeling, appropriate and warm, but in the warmth, it seems to contain great energy, and it seems to move gently and burst out.

Mo Li is a very thin person, but when he took off his clothes and touched his body, he could clearly find out what kind of power the muscles wrapped under the thin layer of skin contained. Long Yu thought about it and felt his heartbeat was irresistible.

The candlelight in the room was bright and the temperature was pleasant. The wick occasionally crackled and there was a light crackling sound. On the window paper, there were two people embracing each other.

Long Yu couldn't help but think that he would let the maids and servants who used to be guarded by the door and don't have to wait outside now. This is really wise. Although everyone knows what she and Mo Li are, love is a very private thing. If you like to watch it, that is the heavy taste.

Just as he was thinking, Mo Li moved his arm down and hugged her waist and stood up.

Long Yu naturally thought he was going to bed. Before he could hold Mo Li tightly, he was put down again, and his back felt a little hard. The height was very strange. When he turned his head, he saw that he was placed on the table.

This is the table in the inner room, that is, the bed is on the other side. Because it is winter, the table is covered with soft tablecloths, so it is not sad to touch the body. There is nothing on the table, only a small wooden vase and a few flowers. At this time, the vase was touched and rolled on the ground. The bright red flowers fell on the table and were held by Mo Li and placed on Long Yu. It was a different style.

Long Yu's face was hot, and then he had a heavy taste. He couldn't help but stretch his legs to kick Mo Li: "What are you doing..."

"I have the final say." Mo Li's voice was low, but his words were **: "You broke one of my clothes and you will pay for it..."

Long Yu struggled for two times but failed. Instead, his legs were grabbed by Mo Li. His hands rubbed against his ankles with heat. He felt a layer of trembling on his skin. He said in a fury: "You are all mine, and you still have to accompany your clothes..."

The last word went away with a light gasp. Mo Li put her ankle beside her mouth and left a shallow stamp on it.

Long Yu was crying but she could see through it completely. None of her male favorites were a good-efficiency lamp. After so many years of work experience, she looked cold and ruthless and stagnant. Once her mind became active, she was rippling. For her, a rookie who only had theoretical knowledge, she was simply defeated and had no strength to fight back at half past.

Mo Li carried Long Yu's legs on his shoulders and left a row of stamps up his ankles. A very spicy one made Long Yu cover his face and try not to make a sound.

When the hair between the legs felt a hot and wet feeling, Long Yu felt that it was simply unbearable. It was better to be in a hot spring. After all, it was all water, and there was not such a clear sense. He clearly felt that the gap between his legs was so sticky and wet.

After biting his lip, Long Yu supported his upper body with his elbow and raised his head slightly, and then he saw the scene of Mo Li burying his head. His old face became hot, and anger rose from his heart, and evil arose to his courage.

Long Yu bent one leg and rubbed Mo Li's waist first. Mo Li felt that she was not trying to avoid it, so he no longer restricted her. He just gently supported her with one hand and saved her effort and let her move.

Long Yu bit his lip, bent his knees and rubbed against Mo Li's waist, and then slowly moved to the middle. He felt a hint of wet and sticky. He smiled a little, thinking that he could not help himself in this love, and he was not much better.

Without the concealment of clothes, although Long Yu had a low angle, he could not see the scenery there, but he could feel it. The place he touched was hot and hard, and the sticky liquid oozed out from the top, stuck to Long Yu's legs, and was then applied to Mo Li's waist.

For Mo Li, who was trying his best to endure, these few moves were simply fatal. The front end moved uncontrollably, then stood up, and looked at Long Yu with deep eyes: "Is it so urgent..."

"Urgent..." Before the poor Long Yu could spit out the two words behind him, Mo Li pulled his legs down and dragged them down, and his words were twisted into another meaning.

"Empty, let's hurry up." Mo Li straightened his body, leaned forward, and then leaned over and pressed down. The hot hard object poked out his round head and slightly dipped at the already muddy entrance, and then squeezed in with one go.

The flower path seems to be so tight that it cannot accommodate more, but it is extremely elastic. It is tolerated again whenever it thinks it is impossible.

Mo Li entered the deepest breath and could feel the skin and skin sticking together. Then he stopped, allowing Long Yu to breathe a sigh of relief.

Long Yu almost recovered from his chest in one breath, his toes jumped into a line, and he breathed for a long time, and his legs were weakly placed on Mo Li's shoulder, muttering: "It's too deep..."

I felt a wave of twitching deep in my body, and wanted to tighten it, but I was mercilessly stopped and stayed in my body very hard, bringing a feeling of swelling but satisfying. I also thought that it could move.

Mo Li smiled: "The princess has been too much, but this is an encouragement to a man for good things..."

I really don't encourage you... Before Long Yu could pour a scoop of cold water on Mo Li, Mo Li slowly moved. The initial preparation was very sufficient, the passage was wet and smooth, and the soft flesh tightly wrapped around the invading enemies layer by layer, swallowing and spitting, like driving away, or like trying to retain.

Mo Li's movements went from slow to fast, and in and out from shallow to deep. Long Yu's breathing gradually became sweet and sweet. Several flowers on his chest were shaken and slowly slid down, falling into the black dense forest, bringing some different visual effects. Mo Li's eyes became a little deeper. When he moved, he couldn't help but get faster.

Long Yu covered his eyes and complained in his heart. This was not considered using props. He was not dissatisfied with the desire. There were enough men, and they were all indestructible bodies. If he had full firepower to deal with it, he would probably have to remove half of his life. Props or something, he really didn't need them.

Mo Li seemed to be holding back a lot of energy, gritted his teeth and rushed in and out for a while. Every time he went deep into the deepest part, then pulled out the whole piece, and even brought out a slight sound of water.

Long Yu grabbed Mo Li's arm tightly, not knowing whether his nails left marks on his arm. Half of the sweet and depressing sound was swallowed into his throat, and half overflowed, turning into a thick and insoluble spring in the room.
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