The arm she was holding suddenly moved forward, lifting her up from her legs and heart. The other hand wrapped around her shoulders, and in an extremely ambiguous posture, he easily picked her up.
Tong Yao whispered, feeling his body light, the world spinning, and he had thrown him onto the bed...
Before her head could react, the mattress next to her sank. He knelt up on one leg and covered her forcefully. His breath was all around her, making people confused.
Tong Yao couldn't help but feel nervous, and her little hands grabbed the bed sheet at hand.
He reached over and brushed away the broken hair scattered in front of her forehead. His fingertips moved downwards and traced her soft cheeks. Finally, his fingertips played with her small earlobes, causing her inexperienced face to turn red with embarrassment.
one slice……
Really, is it time to "start"?
He pursed his lips, and there was an extremely handsome and evil look at the corner of his mouth. After drinking, his eyes were no longer dark and ink, but simply wrapped with the most primitive desires.
Her mouth was dry for a moment and she couldn't help but lick her dry lips.
His eyes suddenly dimmed - she didn't know that a woman, on the same bed, under a man, with just such a small movement, could be a fatal temptation...
He suddenly leaned over and grabbed her red lips, pecked them a few times, then violently pried them open, sucked the tip of her tongue, forced and welcomed her entrance
She couldn't avoid his strength at all, and besides, she was a completely newbie at this kind of thing. After being teased a little by him, she said "Uh-huh" a few times and then indulged...
His mouth had a unique refreshing taste, clean and clear, so she went in willingly, her pink tongue lingering under his guidance. Only the faint residual taste of alcohol kept her intoxicated.
She didn't understand, when did she become so sensitive to alcohol?
She clearly doesn’t object to alcohol!
He couldn't allow her to think about it, and his generous palms had already moved down from her slender neck, tracing her delicate and beautiful collarbones, and then unhurriedly opened the buttons of her clothes...
Tong Yao only felt that it was so slow. His big palms moved slowly and slowly, which was simply an unbearable torture.
She frowned and whimpered, couldn't help but raised her foot and rubbed it on his leg.
The next second, the drizzle suddenly turned into a violent storm
He suddenly invaded her mouth, swept through her sweetness, and even robbed her of the little air she had left. His big palms violently drove up her sweater, directly pushing up the last layer of barrier, and twisting her wantonly
of softness
"Well..." She had never been treated like this before. She swallowed in pain, and all her moans and grievances were blocked by his kiss...
Under him, she could only bear
Finally, when he tore open her narrow skirt, pulled down the barrier, and buried his fingers forcefully, the unfamiliar soreness made her arch her body involuntarily. This action undoubtedly deepened their kiss.
However, as the kiss deepened, the faint smell of alcohol irritated her throat, causing her to suddenly wake up from this charming scene.
She pushed him away almost reflexively, covered her mouth and coughed violently - it was so uncomfortable! Why did her head hurt so much when she smelled the smell of wine...
It's like... being poisoned
Qin Muyuan was stunned for a moment, then stopped suddenly. Seeing her coughing almost half-breathing, her lustful eyes gradually became brighter...
Tong Yao also discovered this!
No! She can't let her uncle "come back"! She wants this man to be Qin Muyuan forever!
Ignore moral ethics and temporarily forget all the rules and restraints... She just loves this man and does something willingly.
"Don't... don't stop!" She suppressed her coughing, put her little hands around his neck, and pulled the man towards her forcefully, "Don't think about anything, let's continue!"
When he was drunk, it was her only chance
Qin Muyuan frowned and looked at her, but did not move. Tong Yao couldn't help but become anxious, and took the initiative to raise his head and kiss him.
She wanted to learn to kiss back like Qin Muyuan, but she didn't know how to draw out his tongue. She could only nibble on his lips randomly like a struggling trapped animal...
It was precisely this kind of unskilled lighting that made the fire in him burn brighter and stronger. His eyes dimmed and he leaned over again.
At this time, it no longer matters whether your mind is awake or not.
Because this is the most primitive instinct of human beings. Once it is activated, there is no possibility of stopping it.
"Since you're playing with fire... then do it!" He whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse, and in the next second he tore down the last barrier between them...
When he pressed against her softness, her whole body was horribly tight, hugging his neck, her petite body almost "hanging" on him, so he could clearly feel her trembling...
"Relax a little bit..." He leaned over, kissed her forehead gently, pinched her slender waist, and pushed in slowly but firmly...