Nalan Zhenyue smiled happily, but Mo Zifei leaned over and took her lips with some punishment, then slid onto her left chest, and kneaded the other side with one hand.

Because of too much force, Nalan Zhenyue felt a little painful. After a while, Mo Zifei couldn't help but breathe.

"What a sucking goblin."

His breathing became heavier and heavier, completely uncontrolled by himself, and his lower body was also pressed against her quiet flower****. This would be considered to be the right thing to do.

Mo Zi was not smart. He slid his hand down and then he understood the wet flower hole.

He smiled, his smile was not a terrifying person, but he was a little like a child who got candy.

Nalan Zhenyue's eyes were as charming as silk, and she slightly raised her upper body and bit Mo Zifei's ear.

"So urgent?"

Nalan Zhenyue's mouth is heavier.

It was Mo Zi who was worried, and the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unabated, but then there was a question, "Such a small place..."

His lower body is like a normal man, and even the size is larger.

The flower hole below was so small that it was a little tight when it reached into a finger.

How to accommodate such a large clone?

Nalan Zhenyue pinched his fingers on his back. Mo Zifei was still thinking about the problem and did not feel any pain. He tried to put two fingers in, but it became tighter.

At this time, Nalan Zhenyue's brow frowned slightly and felt a little painful.

Mo Zifei then reacted and whispered, "Does it hurt? If it hurts..." Mo Zifei paused. He originally wanted to say something hurt but didn't do it, but now, he himself

The swelling below hurts even more.

It seems that there is no way to not feel relieved.

Mo Zifei's lips were red and red. Looking at Nalan Zhenyue's gaze was also very clear. The emotions in his eyes changed a little, as if he was a little aggrieved, as if the candy he got seemed to be taken away.

Like, I feel wronged.

"Little Guai, I--"

"It doesn't hurt." Nalan Zhenyue kissed his chin and whispered, but her face turned red.

Mo Zifei was happy and took his fingers back, hugged her waist, and his lips were entangled again, and his lower body also found a place to press against the quiet flower****.

Just a little went in front, Nalan Zhenyue's kissing movement paused, and Mo Zifei's lower body movement paused again.

His eyes were even a little worried, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Nalan Zhenyue shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, I like it very much."

At this time, she was as tender and charming as a little woman.

Mo Zifei kissed her eyes and entered her lower body a little more, but when she encountered obstacles, it was the thin film.

Nalan Zhenyue clenched her teeth, and Mo Zi was in a dilemma.

When I went in, it seemed that Xiao Guaiguai felt even more painful.

Although he said it didn't hurt, it seemed a little bit. If he retreated, he would also hurt. The man's instinct made him want to enter some more.

Mo Zifei's brows frowned, and the swelling and pain became even worse.

Don't those people enjoy doing this?

Why are he and Xiao Guaiguai so uncomfortable? It's even more uncomfortable than being injured in the battle?

The movements of the two people did not continue, but continued, his big hands stroked her neck and naked shoulders.

It seems...a bit impatient.

Yes, this key point is strange if you are not impatient.
Chapter completed!