Listening to this voice, Liu Nian seemed to be inspired and worked harder and harder. Now she has a complete memory. The memory contains a lot of knowledge about this aspect.
She was moved by Yi Zheng's three years of care. She was grateful for his persistence. She was grateful for Yi Zheng's love for her... She wanted to repay her. Even if it was physical repayment, she was willing to do so.
At this time, some skills were used on Yi Zheng. Not to mention how much he tortured our young master Yi.
But he couldn't move. His left hand still maintained the position of infusion. His right hand only moved a few times. His whole body was soft and soft. He could only let her do evil and commit crimes everywhere.
This scourge, please wait for me. When I get better, you will see how I deal with you.
Yi Zheng thought angrily in his heart. But at this moment, he could only let the usually indifferent fleeting pounce on him, press him under him and ravage him...
Although it feels good and novel...
However, after three years, he was knocked down as soon as he opened his eyes. Not to mention how frustrating it felt.
Yi Zheng was angry in his heart.
Quickly, her lips and tongue swept across his lower abdomen. His clothes had long been taken off. She kissed every inch of his body devoutly like this, as if she was worshiping the god in her heart.
When she grasped his vulnerability, licked it gently, and swept her warm tongue across it, Yi Zheng felt that he was about to explode. He softly reached out his hand, trying to stop him: "Don't... um..."
More resistance turned into a low muffled sound. The feeling in the mouth was particularly hot and irritating. The teeth knocked up from time to time, with a slight pain. The more it was irritating.
Yi Zheng felt like he was going crazy. He just looked at a bunch of black hair, up and down. The woman was compactly gathered into a ball, kneeling between his legs, swallowing up his desires up and down. .
He raised his eyes from time to time. His eyes were as charming as silk, his hair was messy, and his essence hung on his lips.
That feeling was so gorgeous. Just thinking about it made his lower body swell a bit. When he experienced it himself, Yi Zheng's soul trembled.
"do not……"
The sound he made was so weak. Yi Zheng was now doubting whether it was really his voice. It sounded like a child being tortured. It was low and weak, but also extremely flirtatious.
Why did he still say goodbye subconsciously? Yi Zheng felt that he had faked his death. He obviously wanted more. He wanted to torture this woman to death. He wanted her to compensate for the shortcomings of the past three years. He wanted her to be with him. I can't survive but I can't die...
He loves her as much as he wants, and tortures her as much as he wants, only letting her fragility and charm appear before his eyes.
Thinking about it this way, this slow torture is simply not enough.
"The fleeting time. The fleeting time... Hurry up. Hmm. Hurry up..."
Ascetic as Yizheng, coquettish as Yizheng. When he had sex, when he completely broke some taboos, he was so crazy. His hands grabbed her hair, forcing her to go faster and deeper. Holding his desire in her mouth, up and down, each stroke was to the extreme, slamming into her throat, going crazy in that tightness and warmth.
Her mouth was already small. At this time, she held his huge penis even tighter, wrapping him tightly. His thrusting and thrusting became difficult, and her senses were even more stimulated.
After a few moments, he leaked out. His mind was blank and he lay limply on the bed.