Costa del Sol, known as one of the six perfect beaches in the world, connects hundreds of stylish towns on the coast. It is a famous tourist resort in Europe. It received more than 9 million tourists last year.

The city of Mabera is the most famous city on the entire Costa del Sol. Its status is just like Cannes and Monaco on the Costa à, France, and is a place where wealthy businessmen gather.

Marbella is the birthplace of Picasso, so it is covered by a rich artistic atmosphere. Even the beach is filled with this atmosphere. You can see various "beach castles" everywhere, exquisite but spectacular.

Of course, for Qiao Wanxian, what attracted him the most was not the artistic atmosphere here, because he was originally a vulgar person.

What surprised Qiao Wanxian the most was that the beach culture here was very different from that in Italy, France and Hawaii. The beach culture in Spain was relatively open, and you could see the unrestrained beauties everywhere enjoying the sunlight bathing everywhere.

No wonder Cheriel kept pinching Qiao Wanxian and shouted sourly: "Don't look around!"

Qiao Wanxian laughed, but his eyes continued to look around the girls' exposed chests on the beach without caring.

The angry Cheriel pouted immediately and said coquettishly: "Qiao Dapao, if you dare to take a look at me again, I... I will take off my top like them!"

"Ah?" Qiao Wanxian was shocked and said repeatedly: "No, no, no!"

Extremely nervous!

Qiao Wanxian's arrogant look at first and then respectfulness caused a giggle from Lucy, Louise and Miranda beside him.

Even Cheriel couldn't help but smile and gave Qiao Wanxian a charming look.

On the golden beach, there were beauties around Qiao Wanxian, laughing constantly. There was indescribable ease.

At night, there is even more indescribable temptation!

With Cheryl's approval, Louise arranged for Miranda to compromise. That night, Qiao Wanxian was finally arranged to enter Miranda Keer's room.

Another peerless beauty got her hand, sitting stupidly on the sofa, listening to the sound of water flowing in the bathroom. Qiao Wanxian couldn't help but curl up a curve: "YES! This is life!"

For more than twenty minutes, Miranda Keer finally walked out of the bathroom with a faint fragrance and encountered Qiao Wanxian's hot gaze.

Although Miranda mustered up the courage to send him a private photo of her skirt in order to seduce Qiao Wanxian, she still felt indescribable nervousness when this extremely excited moment was about to come.

After all, he is an angel supermodel, and his figure is really not a big deal!

"How old are you?" Qiao Wanxian swallowed, his eyes on the large area of ​​white, jade-like coagulant skin exposed on her chest, and he couldn't help asking.

Miranda blushed and lowered her head, not noticed Qiao Wanxian's gaze at all, and said in a low voice: "I celebrated my 23rd birthday 3 months ago."

"Ahem..."

Qiao Wanxian rolled his eyes and said bluntly: "I mean you are breasts... how big is your bust?"

Miranda suddenly realized, and her little face became more and more red. She said ashamedly: "34 inches, it's...D cup."

"Uh, it's similar to Cheryl, not as big as Lucy, why does it look so spectacular?" Qiao Wanxian muttered. Then he smiled and said, "Okay, don't stand stupidly. Go back to the bedroom and prepare first, we'll start later."

"Ai."

Miranda answered delicately, then trotted all the way into the bedroom.

After returning to the bedroom, Miranda looked at the luxurious big bed and thought of something. She couldn't help but sigh, slowly took off her bath towel and lay flat on the bed.

The perfect figure curve, under the orange light, shines with a white and moist light like a beautiful jade, and is actually a bit dazzling, like a vivid and fragrant statue.

At some point, Qiao Wanxian had appeared in the bedroom, standing in front of the bed, and was at a loss. He could only feel the violent beating of his heart. A long-lost emotion suddenly filled his whole body, making his eyes burn, like burning flames.

Miranda turned her head to the side, her eyes as clear as water, and she murmured: "Husband, have you not seen enough yet?"

A delicate "husband" made Qiao Wanxian's bones a little soft.

"No!" Qiao Wanxian smiled, finally came back to the smell, and came to the bed, gently leaned on it, his lips turned into raindrops, landing on the white and greasy skin like mutton fat. His hands also wandered gently, and asked in a vague way: "Are you ready?"

Miranda's eyes gradually became blurred, "shuxing" was shaking slightly, her body was shaking slightly, and she said with a trembling voice: "Accurate, ready..."

Qiao Wanxian took a deep breath, swam up, held the red lips as beautiful as rose petals, gently "yunxi", stretched his right hand, slowly took off the lace underwear, and threw it aside.

Miranda became nervous, and a little hesitation and helplessness on her blushing face. She curled up her right leg, her white and tender toes trembled slightly. Suddenly she thought of something and stuttered: "Husband! Wait, wait, wait, wait!"

Qiao Wanxian was slightly stunned, looked at her in surprise, and said in confusion: "Ker, what are you waiting for?"

Miranda took a deep breath, clenched the sheets with both hands, and said uneasy: "Okay, it's really good now..."

Qiao Wanxian couldn't help laughing, laughed out loud, and then leaned his head on the delicate and delicate skin, kissed and teased, and comforted gently: "Don't be afraid, it's very comfortable, relax."

Miranda nodded, but her body was still extremely stiff and she murmured: "Well, I'm not afraid, really, I'm not afraid, um! I'm not afraid..."

Qiao Wanxian did not speak anymore, but kissed her intently, from the plump and firm "shuxing", all the way down to the smooth belly, wherever she went, the flame of desire was ignited, and her body trembled slightly, and a murmur sounded in her ears.

Suddenly, Miranda shook a few times, her expression became extremely excited. Her white hands pulled Qiao Wanxian's hair and gently pulled it upwards, with some broken notes coming out from her lips.

Qiao Wanxian leaned over, stared at the blurry green eyes, adjusted his posture, and after several tests, he finally succeeded...

"Ah!" In a painful cry, Miranda raised her tender and greasy neck, spread her lips, and pushed Qiao Wanxian's shoulders with both hands, frowned and shouted, "No...no..."

Qiao Wanxian was stunned for a moment. Seeing her body shaking violently and cold sweat appeared on her nose, she was even more pity while shouting in her heart. She looked a little guilty and said gently: "Don't worry, it's going to be done right away."

Miranda kept shaking her head, her pretty face showed infinite confusion and weakness. She gently hit his shoulder with her hands and said in annoyance: "Stop...stop, why don't you call Louise, it hurts..."

Qiao Wanxian was so amused that she was so sad that she made up her heart, ignored her protests, and started to move slowly. Under the gentle collision, her warm and soft body swayed like spring water.

Miranda felt extremely aggrieved, and tears swelled down. She endured the pain and catered to the other party awkwardly. She cried out in her throat from time to time. Her snow-white and slender legs kicked hard on the bed sheet, and her white and tender feet were already stretched straight.

After more than ten minutes, the pain gradually disappeared, and followed by a sour and numb and itchy feeling. The body was soft and there was no effort. The throat was uncontrollably making a charming cry.

Staring at the beautiful and charming face, Qiao Wanxian was eager to conquer, and he tentatively accelerated his movements, and used force to hit him. With the sound of slapping, the big bed was even shaking violently.

"Light...be gentle...old...husband..."

Miranda raised her slender and graceful neck, scratching her hands helplessly on Qiao Wanxian's back, as if a drowning person wanted to grab the straw that saved her life. However, under a fierce attack from "bobo", she finally fell and was pushed to the clouds with loud crying sounds.

After a while, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang, but the two on the bed were approaching the end and didn't care about the ringtone of the phone. Instead, with the accompaniment of the melodious "Nocturne in Minor", the two were already doing almost crazy movements.

Under the impact of the storm, the two of them swayed their waists and hips, shook violently for a few times, and then made heavy muffled groans and loud shouts. Then, they suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Long, long...

After experiencing the most special physiological feelings in life, Miranda opened her eyes, relaxed her breath, stretched out her pointed jade fingers, stroked her sweaty body, and murmured: "Husband, I understand why Louise always pestered me to accompany her..."

next door.

Cheryl and Lucy were lying on the same big bed. Lucy was flipping through a prenatal education book with relish, while Cheryl was bored and even... a little angry.

"Hey, that little girl Louise has brought Kerr as an ally. Will it affect our status?" Shellier said worriedly.

Lucy closed the book and said with a confused look on her face, "What? What ally?"

Cheryl gave Lucy a blank look and said sourly: "You don't understand what Louise is thinking, but she can't hide it from me. She introduced Keer to her husband so deliberately, just to compete for favor with Keer."

Lucy covered her mouth and chuckled, "Sister Cheryl, are you thinking too much? Besides, Kerr is having sex with her husband now, don't you agree?"

Cheryl pouted and said, "I don't agree with it, is it useful? You don't know what kind of person Qiao Dapao is. You have all been on vacation together, can you still stop him?"

Lucy smiled indifferently, and then gently stroked her belly with joy, with her movements very gentle.

Sheriel sighed quietly, leaned her little face against Lucy's belly, and whispered: "Little baby, grow up healthily quickly. You are the key to Lucy's mother and Sheriel's mother competing for favor."

"puff!"
Chapter completed!