She didn't say anything, just stared at him with her shimmering eyes, and was silent for a long time.
Ye Shaocong thought she still refused, so he sighed and supported himself with his hands and lowered his head. A drop of crystal sweat rolled down his forehead. In the quiet time and space, Zhou Zhilan seemed to hear the "tick" sound of the drop of sweat falling on her belly.
His body trembled suddenly, as if something had penetrated into his body. He couldn't help but move under him, but it caused the man to suddenly raise his head and shout: "Don't move randomly!"
The stinky girl, she obviously refused to let him do what she wanted, but she was still moving under her body. Do you deliberately punish him?!
Her eyes paused in fear, and her body froze and did not dare to move. Then she sensitively noticed the changes in his body - under her lower abdomen, there was a clear hot and stiffness.[
His eyes raised tremblingly again, and when he met his forehead, which was still sweating, some questions surged in his heart - in such a cold day, he was sweating all over his head. Is it really so painful?
Suddenly feeling pity in his heart, Zhou Zhilan's eyes were chaotic and avoided it, doing the final psychological construction.
Thinking about what was going to happen next, the girl's fair face suddenly burned like a fire, and she turned her head awkwardly and unnaturally. Her voice was like a mosquito, "It's this time... pretend, pretend to be a gentleman--"
Ye Shaocong was trying to suppress the surging love. When he was about to turn over, he heard her voice. His mind buzzed, thinking he had heard something wrong, "What did you say?" He asked again anxiously, and his ears were putting on his head.
Go to her mouth.
But Zhou Zhilan had the courage to say it again? Suddenly, she turned over in anger and pulled something and covered her head, burying it like an ostrich.
If a man doesn't understand what it means at this point, it would be a waste of his slander as a hooligan for years. His excited body trembled violently somewhere, and then he happily took someone out of the "sand" with great joy.
He pulled it out and kissed it excitedly, "Girl! I-I must have a gentle..."
She was covered in rose-colored rosy, obviously very shy, and could not say a word. She just closed her eyes tightly and let the man on her body toss, her hair shaking around her chaotic little head
.
In fact, I was really scared. After all, I had to give away the most precious things of a girl, which means that from then on, the two of them would become one. You have me and I have you... She is conservative in her bones.
The girl, Chuye has always wanted to leave it to her future partner, and is this person the other half she can entrust for her life?
She was so nervous that he could not continue at all. After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't move forward. In the end, he had to force himself to withstand the torture, leaned down and kissed her bit by bit, and his burning lips slowly slid across her.
The cheeks, red lips, chin, clavicle... then stayed on her soft chest, slowly teasing her, seducing her to let go...
At some point, he reached out to turn off the small desk lamp, and the tent became dark again, and his five fingers were missing. The two of them felt strangely sharp. His slender fingers worshiped her delicate curves like sparks, provoking her from
Unexperienced strange lust.
"Girl, don't be afraid, I will be careful..." I don't know how long it had been floating in the clouds, his low and dull voice sounded again in his ears. Realizing something, she suddenly opened her eyes and met him in the darkness.
Bright eyes.
He came in, and she curled up in pain, her body tensed in pain, like a bow that was pulled to the extreme! He stopped unbearably, even his breathing slowed down deliberately, and pulled out one hand to hold her, not tolerating her.
Escape at all...
Taking the ground as the bed and the sky as the quilt, her first night was completed in this wilderness. The strange feeling of being split and settled in by people is unforgettable in this life. It is like a perfect self, who has been "inserted" since then
'Entering a memory does not belong to you, but it is more in line with yourself.
In fact, it was the first time Ye Shaocong was, and the pain was no less than her, but a man was destined to give in to a woman. She sobbed under her softly and suppressedly. He felt that no matter how uncomfortable or painful he was, he had to endure it! There was a moment, really
I wanted to quit like this, but thinking that this girl had teased her for so many years, she finally waited for this day. Her unwillingness made him not want to give up anyway, so she was in a stalemate...
Outside the tent, the faint moonlight, the sparse stars, the dense forest, the sound of the wind, accompanied by the strange pain when the man entered, was carved into Zhou Zhilan's first night and could never be forgotten.
After enduring the initial discomfort, she gradually felt a strange feeling of soreness and swelling. Somewhere in her body there was an indescribable emptiness. That feeling made her feel so uncomfortable that it was indescribable.
The hands that were holding his forearm tightly could not help but relax. Just as she was about to move her body, she suddenly noticed the muscles on his forearm trembling. She instantly understood--this man had been enduring his own
Desire, just to make her adapt.
She suddenly felt a lot of emotion in her heart. She took a long breath and couldn't help but reach out to touch his handsome facial features, shook off the sweat all over her hands, and said softly: "I...I'm fine...
”
His stiff body shook, and in the dark, his bright eyes seemed to flash, and then he bent down, and he also took a long and heavy breath, his handsome face arched on her neck, lowered his head
He said, "Stinky girl, it's really not easy to eat you. I almost died..."[
He endured it like that just now, but it was even thousands of times more painful than he suffered during the special training. If he endured it for a few more seconds, he really felt that he was going to die.
She closed her eyes shyly again, but her hands were wrapped around his powerful shoulders. The man was inspired and could no longer help but growl and galloped.
The moon is as cool as water, but the tent is hot, and the ambiguous and gentle charming sound mixed with painful moans floated far away under the transmission of the wind... [This is not what I am good at, I have written it for a long time.
Written it, it was in pain. Please ask for a gold medal.]