Wen Yuan only felt that the whole world was rotating, as if he was in a fierce vortex. His hand waved around, but he couldn't hold a piece of support at all, as horrified as the person who was about to drown.
At this moment, a warm feeling struck his body, and Wen Yuan, who was in the sorrow, hugged his hands without hesitation. The touch was warm and delicate, and the faint fragrance sniffed it very comfortably.
, And use it on hand, get intoxicated.
Diao Chan's heart is like a string, and the heart is beating in a hurry. Although she has seen much in the palace before, she is an unpopular girl after all. In front of her, a man is deeply buried in her chest, and her hands
Such as the iron hoop holding her waist, although she did not resist, she asked her to have a further action. At this step, she hesitated for a long time and couldn't get out for a long time.
Holding his head tightly, Diao Chan's heart is getting more and more empty. This empty feeling made her feel suffocating for a while. She wanted to fill the emptiness in the bottom of her heart.
The white jade arm rings are tighter, and the round and slender thighs are stretched straight ...
But will things keep going like this? Under the heavy breathing of the man on the chest, her body is becoming more sensitive, and the breath that exudes the hot air is like static electricity, numb, itching, making the skin on her chest for a while again for a while again
For a while, she trembled. At this time, she seemed to be holding a more and more hot fireball, which not only made her blood began to burn, her lips also began to dry, and the feeling of thirst became more and more rich ...
In this strong stimulus, her brain began to become dull and indifferent, and her breathing gradually became rapid. The resolute face in front of her seemed to be full of indes a temptation.
Peach blossoms gently falling on the man's cracked lips ...
Wen Yuan was drunk in a soft and fragrant group, and suddenly a moist and fragrant feeling came from the mouth, just like the thirsty traveler in the desert suddenly discovered the water source.
Not many water sources sucking ...
Diao Chan's head was blank in his mind, Ai Lang bumped in her domineering in her mouth, and the fiery man's atmosphere was mixed with this intoxicating wine. These actions that had made her extremely resistant felt that it was really intoxicated at this moment.
The tip of the tongue seems to be extremely strong temptation, as if to devour her whole heart ...
Gradually, she began to cater fiercely, a pair of jade arms tightly around Ailang's head, and the scallion jade fingers stroked Ailang's solid back ...
Wen Yuan's consciousness was still intoxicated, but instincts drove him. A pair of big hands began to explore up and down in this warmth. The right hand quickly groped into the waist and tightened round, and his left hand also climbed to a plump and strong place.
Nympho
The crispy feelings from the sensitive part made Diao Chan unable to help groaning, and the voice was full of joy, charming, and thirsty. If she was still awake at this time, she would hide her face, but at this moment she was deeply fascinated by drunk.
In this beautiful and pleasant feeling, you can't extricate yourself ...
The man in front of him opened her heart and broke all the heart defense. At this moment, Diao Chan never had a trace of restraint in his heart.
Until the bottom, go deep into the depths of Xiang Wenyuan ...
Under the guidance of nothing, Wen Yuan beastly roared, sinking around his waist ...
Diao Chan raised his head and couldn't help but make the most ecstatic sound, smooth and moist back, Yingying's waist and waist twisted a wonderful arc, the round hips accompanied the rhythm of a person's fascination with the rhythm of the fascination of the fascination of the fascination
Send a wonderful tremor ...
Falling red, fragrant sweat, exuding seductive halo under the beating lights, a swaying atmosphere in the inner room ...
..............
For a long time, the sound in the inner room gradually silent, and after a while, a graceful figure of the figure stood up and dressed.
She was gently, for fear of waking up Ai Lang, who was sleeping around, and slowly slipped out of bed.
After wearing neatly, she stood silently for a long time, turned around several times, and reluctantly stood back to the original land.
Sky, gradually bright ...
Finally, she moved lightly, leaving a note on the book case in the room, and took the scissors to cut two strands of green silk, and carefully knotted the hair cut from Wenyuan's head.
After doing all of this, she gently lying on Wen Yuan's chest, watching the sleeping face as if she was going to reflect this face deeply in her mind.
Under the light, a bunch of tears slipped from the apricot's eyes. Her face was filled with happiness, charming and unwillingness. There was no regret. Although this man was destined to hurriedly intersection in a long life, in his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his heart
His voice, his voice, will always be engraved in her heart ...
On the second day, Wen Yuan rubbed the painful head and opened his eyes. He drank too much wine last night, and lingered again at night. Rao was Wen Yuan's strong body, and it was already three rods every day.
"Chang'er ..." Diao Chan's charm has penetrated into her bones. Thinking of the crazy overnight, Wen Yuan felt very happy for the first time, but still has no meaning.
But when he touched the empty bed and found that the beauty was no longer around, a strong loss suddenly stagnated in his heart.
"Chang'er!" Wen Yuan sat up from the bed, but where would anyone, if there was still a faint fragrance on the bedding, the messy bed was stain and a small piece of shocking Yin Hong's blood, Wen Yuan even thought he last night
What you have experienced is just a dream!
Wen Yuan came out, and found Zhou Cang's head and covered his face and asked, "What about the girl in Hongchang?"
"It's gone without light."
Wen Yuan's eyes roared: "Go? What do you eat! Why don't you stop her!"
"Lord, 俺 ..." Zhou Cang looked down and muttered.
Wen Yuan glanced at him fiercely, and he didn't have a good breath: "I will settle accounts with you later!" Then, he was anxious to run out of the fire.
"The protagonist is a little! When the Hongchang girl was leaving, she told you to tell you, she left a note on the table, so that you will not forget to see it."
Wen Yuan hurriedly returned to the room, and he saw a ray of hair together, a note. Wen Yuan couldn't wait to open the note, but glanced at it in a hurry.