Her clothes were soaked by the rain that it stuck to her body, revealing her graceful curves, and were pressing against Ling Ang's chest, making her shy.
She begged in panic: "Ling Ang, don't..."
Ling Ang looked at her quietly, and a burst of heat surged in his heart. Tonight he suppressed himself as if he was about to go crazy. Thinking that 10 years of love had really faded away, his heart seemed to be thrown into the abyss.
He struggled like a dying animal, and in the end he decided to keep the bottles, because it contained his heart and all his love.
These loves were already tilted out, and he could no longer have any ability to suppress them.
The emotions in his starry eyes slowly churned...
After a moment, he kissed her lips again. This time his lips were so hot, as if they had just been pulled out of the fire, they rolled heavily on her lips, burning her lips into flames.
He was domineering, rolling and pressing, sliding to the extreme without leaving any gaps.
She could only resist, but the more she resisted, the more he invaded, his lips and tongue were frantically and urgent.
She felt that she was about to suffocate completely, and only took a breath when his lips and tongue changed angles.
Slowly, Ling Ang extended his wide hand through the corner of her clothes and gently stroked her smooth back.
His caress was as gentle as the spring breeze and as gentle as feathers. It brushed across her body and generated an electric current, flowing into her beating heart.
She had never experienced this feeling and could not describe it.
I want to refuse but welcome, I want to speak but I want to stop...
But she couldn't tell whether she was nervous or addicted.
Gradually, the smooth touch on the lips and tongue and the soft friction on the back made her stiff body gradually become soft.
The consciousness of resistance is no longer as strong as it is dissipating little by little.
She felt that she was constantly sinking, sinking in his tenderness...
How much she hopes not to go past or future, as long as this moment is good, as long as this moment...
Slowly, my body was inexplicably filled with a wave of emptiness, with a little desire mixed in the emptiness.
Finally, his hand returned to her button, untied her clothes a little awkwardly...
The clothes were completely wiped away, showing a psychedelic body, shining with a glimmer of light under the shadow of the light...
He took a deep breath and completely embedded his body into her soul. The two of them suddenly had no distance...
The moment the body was connected, her body was filled with a feeling of fulfillment, sweeping away the emptiness just now.
Although this was not the first time she had touched his skin, she was still speechlessly nervous, and she was so panicked that she even trembled.
He noticed her tense, and he left her face slightly and gasped, "Don't be nervous, I will hurt you..."
His hot breathing gently sprinkled on her lips, making her mind even more confused.
Under the light, her pink cheeks were like clouds, and her lips pressed by him were red like ripe red cherries, almost dripping water.
Ling Ang gently stroked her face, his breath a little messy, but it was as blurred as black fog. "Ao Shuang, I will be responsible for the second half of your life."
Looking at his smoky gaze, she fell completely intoxicated, her mind was blank, and she lost all her thinking power.
He lowered his head and kissed her side face, pierced through her body again, and rubbed her into his soul with moderate force...