On the bed in Yuechen's palace, a white and round leg was arched, and the crystal clear ankle was wrapped with a man's black belt, which looked particularly eye-catching and enchanting. Jian Yao's light green clothes lined her skin like fat.

Guanghua, the belt is tied casually around the slender waist, loose and graceful.

The strips go down from the neck to the raised clavicle on the chest. Further down, you can vaguely see the white cleavage. The drooping slender fingers are like bamboo knots, tightly clasping the shoulders of the man above. The long black hair

, hanging in pairs under the couch, forming an extremely ambiguous picture.

Jian Yao raised her head and looked up at the person she loved and hated. Although she knew that she was not as radiant as before. But she still looked at him like this because she couldn't bear to look away. She wanted to see the same thing in his eyes as hers.

like……

Feng Xie's loving eyes jumped up to Jian Yao's face, and the final focus was fixed on her lips. The distance was almost just a breath away. He gently lifted up Jian Yao's hair that fell by her cheeks with his hands, and finally stroked it.

It wasn't until Jian Yao put his lips on her face that he kissed her deeply...

Feng Xie's hot tongue quickly entered Jian Yao's mouth and intertwined with hers. Jian Yao felt a long-lost numbness, and every cell in her body was catering to his kiss. She was so eager for this kiss.

, experienced so much

All the emotions are concentrated on this persistent man. It has nothing to do with anything but the choice of being loyal to love. Feng Xie's kiss went from gentle to hot, and then from hot to crazy. After a hundred days of separation, they seemed to have a deep love for each other.

Her body felt a little strange, just like his restless hands. They needed each other, looking for a different feeling. But Feng Xie's hands still suffocated Jian Yao, and her breathing became more and more unstable.

Gradually, he became chaotic, and his movements changed from gentle to wild. Jian Yao lost all reason under his offensive, unable to control himself, let alone stop his behavior, and let him go on his body

Create fatal pleasure.

Outside the window of the fine snow, Ah Hong curled up in the north wind, leaning on the railed porch of Yuechen Palace, looking at the lake in the distance in a daze. Her charming moans were as subtle as a whisper, sealed in the empty dormitory.

Inside, it drifted out from the slightly opened window and was blown away by the cold wind at night.

Ahong heard the sound and looked at the half-opened palace door behind her, and said softly: "Naughty fate!"

Under the night, she straightened up, put Jian Yao's robe on her body, then sat down and continued to watch. The cold night was silent, and the snowflakes fell slowly, disappearing on the bluestone by the lake...

A snow-white, sweaty little hand in the room pressed on the man's solid arm, helplessly rising and falling with rhythm. Jian Yao turned around and sat astride him, carefully looking at this picture that made her intoxicated many times.

The heartbroken face, but I'm afraid that after one look at it, all

Her determination and actions immediately collapsed. Looking at Feng Xie's confused blue eyes, Jian Yao frowned slightly, then lowered her head and kissed his lips. Feng Xie immediately grabbed her neck and kissed her deeply. The feeling of joy and intimacy was instantly captured.

After winning him, her initiative seemed to arouse his deeper desire.

"Girl..." The demonic husky voice, tense with lust, seduced and praised in Jian Yao's hot ears. Jian Yao sat astride his lap, hugged his neck with both hands, her breasts

arrive at

His chest was slowly rubbing. On the bed in Yuechen's palace, a white and round leg was raised, and the man's black belt was wrapped around the crystal clear ankle, which looked particularly eye-catching and enchanting. Jian Yao's light green

The skin lining the red clothes is as shiny as fat. The belt is tied casually around the slender waist, loosely, and the graceful lines go from the neck to the raised collarbone on the chest. Further down, you can vaguely see the snow-white

In the cleavage, the drooping slender fingers are like bamboo knots, tightly clasping the shoulders of the man above. Long black hair hangs in twos and threes under the couch, forming an extremely ambiguous picture.

Jian Yao raised her head and looked up at the person she loved and hated. Although she knew that she was not as radiant as before. But she still looked at him like this because she couldn't bear to look away. She wanted to see the same thing in his eyes as hers.

like……

Feng Xie's loving eyes jumped up to Jian Yao's face, and the final focus was fixed on her lips. The distance was almost just a breath away. He gently lifted up Jian Yao's hair that fell by her cheeks with his hands, and finally stroked it.

It wasn't until Jian Yao put his lips on her face that he kissed her deeply...

Feng Xie's hot tongue quickly entered Jian Yao's mouth and intertwined with hers. Jian Yao felt a long-lost numbness, and every cell in her body was catering to his kiss. She was so eager for this kiss.

, experienced so much

All the emotions are concentrated on this persistent man. It has nothing to do with anything but the choice of being loyal to love. Feng Xie's kiss went from gentle to hot, and then from hot to crazy. After a hundred days of separation, they seemed to have a deep love for each other.

Her body felt a little strange, just like his restless hands. They needed each other, looking for a different feeling. But Feng Xie's hands still suffocated Jian Yao, and her breathing became more and more unstable.

Gradually, he became chaotic, and his movements changed from gentle to wild. Jian Yao lost all reason under his offensive, unable to control himself, let alone stop his behavior, and let him go on his body

Create fatal pleasure.

Outside the window of the fine snow, Ah Hong curled up in the north wind, leaning on the railed porch of Yuechen Palace, looking at the lake in the distance in a daze. Her charming moans were as subtle as a whisper, sealed in the empty dormitory.

Inside, it drifted out from the slightly opened window and was blown away by the cold wind at night.

Ahong heard the sound and looked at the half-opened palace door behind her, and said softly: "Naughty fate!"

Under the night, she straightened up, put Jian Yao's robe on her body, then sat down and continued to watch. The cold night was silent, and the snowflakes fell slowly, disappearing on the bluestone by the lake...

A snow-white, sweaty little hand in the room pressed on the man's solid arm, helplessly rising and falling with rhythm. Jian Yao turned around and sat astride him, carefully looking at this picture that made her intoxicated many times.

The heartbroken face, but I'm afraid that after one look at it, all

Her determination and actions immediately collapsed. Looking at Feng Xie's confused blue eyes, Jian Yao frowned slightly, then lowered her head and kissed his lips. Feng Xie immediately grabbed her neck and kissed her deeply. The feeling of joy and intimacy was instantly captured.

After winning him, her initiative seemed to arouse his deeper desire.

"Girl..." The demonic husky voice, tense with lust, seduced and praised in Jian Yao's hot ears. Jian Yao sat astride his lap, hugged his neck with both hands, her breasts
Chapter completed!