The man's chest is broad and hard, and she is as petite as a snake. He allows his arms to tighten her, and then tighten her. The delicious musk scent is like a bewitching poison, filling the breath and surrounding air, even the flowing airflow.

There is also a confusing aura similar to pheromones.

Such a silent night, such a beautiful exotic atmosphere, people's emotions have become a little strange.

Her back was pressed against his chest, and the man's fine and strong muscles glowed with the faint light of the crystal lamp. The bright streamlines carved his outline more deeply. Zhuang Nuanchen always lowered his head and did not dare to raise his head.

Looking at him more, her heart became like a deer jumping wildly because of the man's overt invitation. She thought of New Year's Day again, and how much explosive power and amazing physical strength the man's body behind her contained.

"I..." She faltered, and for a moment she couldn't push him away for some reason. Deep in her heart, there was always a similar emotional extension called moving, watching him get beaten with a cane for her.

There was no stopping for her when she left the Jiang family. At this moment, being held in his arms like this, this emotion spread faster, as if it all gathered on the main blood vessels, and then spread rapidly along the capillaries.

explode.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Moyuan looked at her hot and red cheeks with a smile. For a moment, his heart was filled with soft emotions. All he could think of was the word "yes" when she confessed that she loved him in front of her parents.

, although he knew that this word was just her expedient, but he chose to believe that from the time the Jiang family left until now, he found that he did not dare to ask her what she thought at that time.

He was afraid that she would tell the truth and that he would be disappointed.

His voice was frighteningly low, and she was slightly surprised like a little animal. Looking back at him, his pupils were also frighteningly dark. Zhuang Nuanchen felt that his throat was extremely dry, and he wanted to pull away but was stopped by him.

Holding tightly, I could only say softly, "No...I, I'm not very sleepy..." With this posture, the words he spoke were like exhaling like blue, and the gentle breath was filled with a strong masculine breath.

"Is it time to apply medicine to your wound? I'll get you some medicine." She finally said a complete sentence.

Jiang Moyuan couldn't control himself, especially when he saw her cute appearance, which was timid and didn't dare to move too much. She was pure and charming, hazy and soft, and she was as gentle as water.

Submerged, he, who had always been very self-possessed, was finally defeated by this watery woman again. He grabbed her catkins and felt the boneless softness, and his voice had a nice low voice, "This little thing is

It’s okay to be injured.”

"Jiang Moyuan, you hurt me." The man's hand was a bit strong, and she wrinkled her little face and screamed softly.

"Don't call me by my first name!" Jiang Moyuan smiled, picked her up in the air, and walked straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

The lighting in the bedroom was darker than that in the living room downstairs. She bit her lip but deliberately said, "So, can Mr. Jiang put me down?"

Jiang Moyuan was stunned for a moment, and after a while he smiled helplessly, "You woman." He put her on the bed, reached over with his slender fingers, and gently pinched her slender chin, "Tell me, who am I?"

Zhuang Nuanchen slid under the soft quilt like a snake, pursed his lips and smiled softly. The plump outline of the bright moon was looming in the soft nightgown due to his dodging posture. He bit his lips and said, "You are the annoying Jiang Moyuan.

"

Jiang Mo was not smiling, still holding her chin, watching her for a moment.

She was disagreed by him, and snowflakes floated lightly outside the window, and fell on the window edge silently. It seemed that only she and him were left between the heavens and the earth. Zhuang Nuanchen stared at him.

With such a trace of distress, timidity, "You ... the man who would rather suffer the pain for me is ... my husband."

Jiang Mo -Yuan's black eyes rose up. This was her first admission. The heart kept jumping in the chest, and his thin lips moved slightly.

He didn't have the courage to ask her not to love him ...

Zhuang Nuanchen felt that every cell on her body was rushing crazy, prompting her to breathe, her fingers gently taught with their eyes, but the red lips called "Mo Yuan" two.

Words, this name that makes too many women's dreams.

The name came out of her little pain from her lips and teeth. Her shame almost shattered his heart, and the hand that squeezed her chin turned into lightly, raised her little face, and his voice was as mellow as wine.

"Warm, give me tonight." He didn't want to force her. Although the two nights of New Year's Day met the physiological needs, he was still empty. What he wanted was her willingness.

The snow outside the window was more frequent, and after a while, it covered a thin layer.

However, she was hot and hot, Jiang Moyuan's request was straightforward, and her desire was no longer covered. The heartbeat followed his breath suddenly, encouraging her eardrums, she lowered her head and stopped looking at him. She used silence to conform to his meaning.

The joy suddenly filled Jiang Mo -Yuan's eyes, and the fingers covering her face were almost trembling. Seeing that she did not refuse, the woman's unique coquettishly inspired his heart. He couldn't help bowing his head and was deeply obsessed with the wild.

Kissing her lips, the tall body pressed down, completely destroying the distance between the two.

This time, Zhuang Nuanchen did not dodge. She desperately told herself that everything was just because of movement, moving everything he did for her. But when the man was pressed down, she was still nervous, closed her eyes, and she couldn't dare to look at him.

"Open your eyes and look at me." On the top of his head, the man laughed.

In the end, he opened his eyes timidly, but was shocked by his too hot eyes. He blinked with his breath and breathed because of the too close distance between the two.

After that, she was most afraid of itching, and her body shrank slightly.

Jiang Moyuan is also old, and the woman under her underneath was also discovered by him. The thin lips laughed against her ears, "it itchy?" Different from the night of New Year's Day, she would find her

More sensitive and shy.

Zhuang Nuanchen gently "um", Jiang Moyuan's voice was gentle, his mind was meticulous, and his original shyness disappeared, but his big hand continued to move down, and he patiently developed her body.

However, when the man's fingers touched the waist, Zhuang Nuanchen couldn't help but laughed out. She was the most sensitive on the waist. After hearing her laughter, Jiang Mo Yuan also laughed.

It was lower, and the big hand was pressed directly on her waist, deliberately teasing her.

"Don't ... don't ... too itchy." Zhuang Nuanchen laughed, and his body dodged like a water snake, but he couldn't hide his big hand.

This is a very strange and special experience. When a woman exposes her shortcomings, she finds that the other party does not care but does not care but is in good faith, and the relationship between the two will be very close in an instant.

"Small things." Jiang Mo Yuan's eyes were happy, and his desire became more obvious because of the distance between the two.

soft.

Zhuang Nuanchen's body gradually lost his strength and condensed him. Although he saw how dangerous he was at this moment, his body was really unable to move. He could only watch his handsome cheek and let his kiss stretch.

whole body.

Some people say that women have been developed.

It wasn't until today that Zhuang Nuanchen understood the meaning of this sentence. In fact, women rarely know what they want or do not want, so they need good men to guide.

Come out. She was completely trapped in this emotional emotion, and when his big hand covered her hips, it was marked that his hands were so big, thoughtful and delicate.

The center is scattered, and this gentle man is using great patience to let her adapt to his closeness.

Zhuang Nuanchen's tight body felt slowly eased. Looking up at Jiang Moyuan, he was even more moved. His faintly rising blood vessels and scarlet eyes were obviously desire to forbearance, but he always kept patience for her.

It was because of his tenderness, and the tension caused by his strangeness and rejection of him would disappear. In the end, he was immersed in his sinking eyes.

Until, when the man's slender fingers pressed the sensitivity like a keys, the shadow projected on the wall trembled.

With the slippery fingertips, Zhuang Nuanchen snorted in an instant, followed by her face red, like a red apples, she knew she shouldn't call, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed and couldn't help it.

Then, then

But she was like a boat that was originally walking in the gentle ocean. She was slammed by a lightning. She looked at him slightly and sorrowful. He was so experienced when he treated a woman. She was like Zhang Bai paper.

He can only allow him to pull. He must have a lot of women, do you treat them like this?

Thinking about it, his heart was inexplicably sour, but he couldn't resist You's fingers. He obviously noticed that the place where his fingers touched were getting smoother and greasy. The whole process always condensed her, smiled, his eyes were full of desire.

Zhuang Nuanchen swallowed his saliva desperately. The muscles of the whole body were awakened by a strange and familiar feeling. He couldn't control his body to cater gently. It seemed to want more.

Seems to intend to inspire all her enthusiasm.

With endurance, she is destined to be a loser.

Finally, when the strange flow of rapids rushed up, Zhuang Nuanchen had a blank brain in addition to holding the bed sheet outside the sheet, which could never be retreated like a tide, and he never knew where it was.

His hands were as easy and natural, but when she was at the highest place, she heard the sound of the body flowing, as if the waves hit the reef.

She finally couldn't hold back the sound, wanted to roll, and wanted to jump, but her body was down, and a sense of powerlessness rose. There was no way to raise her body as much as possible.

This gentle man actually made her taste a little bit of sweetness in this way of torture.

Her eyes were also wet. I don't know why she just wanted to cry so much.

Jiang Moyuan's heavy breathing sound fell down, and she was dizzy, as if the broken doll that was pulled away from the soul. Her body had disappeared. The rest was the sound of the breathing, the thick breathing sound.

The sense of dizziness continued, spreading like ripples, and starting again, and it continued to spread. This man easily found her weakness.

"Do you like it?" He murmured in her ear.

I couldn't control it, she said "I like". But he is very bad, really bad.

Jiang Mo -Yuan smiled with satisfaction, leaving her big hand with sweat from her forehead, grabbing her hand gently, pulling down the trend, she could only follow his rhythm and was a little overwhelmed.

The white light, the black shadow, the snow outside the window seemed to be bigger and bigger. The glass outside was a white world. The glass inside the glass was replaced by aroma. Zhuang Nuanchen's heart also seemed to follow Fei Xue to be overwhelmed.

Until when her fingertips touched the hot heat source.

The brain exploded with a buzzing, Zhuang Nuanchen woke up from all his dreams, and wanted to shrink back.

The man pressed her, and this time he began to become a little tough, grabbed her strong control, and guided her to remember the joy of men and women in the confusion during New Year's Day.

"Afraid?" His eyes were moving Miao Guang, looking at her, longing for her.

His eyes were too hot, Zhuang Nuanchen watched his heart even more powerful, pursed his lips, trembling his lips and said, "I, I am afraid ... pain."

It is really hard to imagine how she suffered the two nights of the New Year's Day, otherwise her body was sore for many days. When she finished this sentence, her face became more red.

The woman was originally inadvertent in fear, but deeply satisfied his dignity of his pride as a male. Her timidity, her shyness made him feel like a fire, just thinking about putting her severely pressing her fiercely

Live underneath, madly crazy.

"I won't hurt you." He lowered a string of hot words in her ear.

So sincere words, it sounds like an oath.

Zhuang Nuanchen raised his eyes and condensed him. For a while, his heart was moved through warmth. He always seemed to see the lighthouse in the ocean.
To be continued...