"I can't even feed my husband, and I want to go out to hook up with men? You little demon, spirit..." Long Qianjue bit her earlobe badly and threw her down the next moment.
Such straightforward and ambiguous words made Mo Xi's heart pound. She had seen his might and her body could not help but feel shocked and thrilled.
"Ah, you hurt me..." Mo Xi exclaimed softly and gave the man a coquettish look.
"You made me angry first. I am jealous now, so you have to compensate me well..." Long Qianjue did not hide at all, and he said something with confidence, full of rich possession and his own
Some are domineering.
Mo Xi only felt her cheeks burning, and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips. This man, who was like a god, was a little childish, which made her want to laugh. Seeing him calmly and black-faced, she felt Cen Leng
The thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and it was really like a child whose beloved toy was stolen.
"You are still laughing? Let's see how I deal with you..." Long Qianjue said behind, a bad intention appeared on his dark face, and he turned his gaze to the woman in his arms. This little fairy dared to blatantly
He said he wanted to go out and hook the man, and he must have to make trouble tonight so that she couldn't get up. See if she dares to talk nonsense in the future.
"I don't know... how the prince wants to deal with me?" Mo Xi was tickled by his big palm, and she laughed out loud unconsciously. Long Qianjue in front of her was completely different from the cold-faced man in daily life.
, If outsiders were allowed to see their King Li at this moment, they would probably be shocked? Thinking of this, Mo Xi's smile on the corner of her lips became deeper, and she blinked at Long Qianjue playfully.
"Are you little fairy, you are hooking me?" Long Qianjue's low voice suddenly became shaka, and his sense of xing Adam's apple swallowed unnaturally, with irregular ups and downs.
Mo Xi's watery eyes stared at his Adam's apple, and his throat swallowed unconsciously. He felt his breathing start to become rapid. Could this kind of thing be contagious? He suddenly looked up, could it be
Has it affected her?
When she thought about it this morning, she was determined to be incompatible with him, but the situation of one day was not over yet, and her heart was gradually lost.
Mo Xi was very confused. What was wrong with her? There was a feeling of getting dryer in her mouth, and her body became hotter little by little. It seemed that a desire hidden in the deepest part was rising little by little, and her whole body was about to burn.
As if she got up, this feeling made her swallow her saliva with difficulty.
Long Qianjue had no idea about it, so he lowered his head and covered her soft cherry lips, entangled her lilac, sucked her sweet fragrance, and his thick big hands were caressing her through the clothes, under him
The broken Shen Yin escaped from the woman's throat, and his deep and dark eyes also tightened.
From the first time he saw her, he was deeply attracted by her, like an invisible shackle that tightly imprisoned his heart. From then on, other people could no longer walk in, only she would live.
In his heart.
"What kind of gull have you put on me? I'm so obsessed with me..." Long Qianjue murmured quietly, his eyes completely unable to move away from her body, his eyes became darker, Mo Xi's originally beautiful and charming little
A touch of charm on his face became more charming and lovable.
Long Qianjue really doubted whether this little woman who is good at drugging people is familiar with witchcraft and secretly poisoned him. Otherwise, how could he be so devoted to her? This is not a cold face.
The king's style? Even he himself has always been confused. How could he be so reluctant to leave a woman?
The feeling of wanting to let go but can't, the feeling of being afraid of melting in the mouth, and holding it in the palm of the hand is really a torture.
"Looking at me, saying you want me to love you..." Long Qianjue's magnetic voice was as mellow and charming as wine.
It seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction. On Mo Xi's delicate little face, which was flushed with strange flushing, her crystal-clear eyes slowly opened, and her blurred water eyes looked at Long Qianjue. He had taken off his robe at some point.
, revealing a strong chest.
"Prince--" Mo Xi opened her red lips lightly, let out a low whisper, her cheeks fluttered and her glowing, which was very moving.
"Call Jue, I want to hear you call me like this, from now on... I will call me like this." Long Qianjue's low voice exuded an irresistible tenderness.
"Jue..." Mo Xisheng called out softly like the sound of nature, and clearly felt the man's body react. When she called out his name, Long Qianjue could not hold back his body, vaguely vaguely
I heard the sound of the tearing of the fabric...
The air in the room seemed to solidify instantly. The low roar that escaped from the man's throat and the obvious darkness in his eyes made everything become rapid, breathing sounds, and the movements of the big palms...
"Xi'er, your body and your heart, for generations... all belong to me, only me!" Long Qianjue's cold voice became even gentler at this moment, and contained a strong sense of affection.
"Yes, it only belongs to you, absolutely..." Mo Xi's eyes were blurred. At this moment, she had become a pet that was thirsty and wanted to nourish her. The most direct reaction of her body had already obscured her reason, and the vague point
Holding his head, the tender tender horn gently climbed up to his back under the guidance of the man's big palm. Suddenly, the man flipped his big palm hard, and the two of them changed directions, the woman was up and down, and the posture was extremely ambiguous.
Mo Xi suddenly lowered her head, and licked her soft lips with cherry red lips resolutely. He only heard Long Qianjue took a breath of air conditioning, and a dull roar in his throat. The tense body made him on the verge of collapse.
"Damn it--" Long Qianjue couldn't help but growl again, subconsciously stroking her graceful back with his big palm, and the Shaga escaped from his throat made him feel even more excited: "You are really a torturous little guy.
Demon, spirit..."
At this moment, Long Qianjue's voice was as low as sand and stones. It was obvious that he could no longer resist the greedy look. Finally, he pulled up her body unbearably and ordered roughly: "Sit on...
…”
Before Mo Xi could react, the man could no longer bear it for a second. The powerful thick palm easily lifted her up. With a low growl, the two instantly merged into one, and the air was filled with the breath of love.