The man's lips stirred and rolled wantonly in Xia Chenxuan's small cherry mouth, and ambiguous sounds between the lips and teeth came out in the quiet air, and -
"Oh..." Xia Chenxuan let out a weak moan between his teeth.
The sound of this voice, as well as the familiar fragrance of her woman, and the fragrance in her arms continued to seduce him, making his eyes deepen and darken.
"Chenchen, it's been five years, let me love you well!" He reached out and caressed her slightly hot pink cheeks, not letting her answer anything, whether to agree or resist, so he grabbed her lips domineeringly.
In this beautiful sea of flowers, the intoxicating fragrance of the flowers and her sweetness made him lose his mind. He had long forgotten his hesitation at the beginning and just wanted to taste her sweetness.
Under Leng Yifeng's lips and tongue, broken moans escaped from Xia Chenxuan's mouth, but the broken moans also gradually became disordered...
His kiss, unlike his cold appearance, was so hot that it seemed to take away her breath, leaving no space.
If five years ago, his kiss and his lips were still more or less cold and cold, then now, all that is left is tenderness, deep tenderness, crazy tenderness, tenderness accumulated for five years.
, it is also the tenderness that has accumulated over the past five years and is now bursting out like crazy.
Leng Yifeng placed Xia Chenxuan on the picnic mat and asked her to sit facing him. His wet and hot tongue continued to play with her small cloves, tasting the faint aroma of the red wine in her mouth. This aroma made him
intoxicated
"No..." Xia Chenxuan was almost out of breath after being kissed by him, but Xia Chenxuan still tried his best to push him away. An ambiguous silver thread connected their lips.
Sticking out her pink tongue, she subconsciously licked her lower lips. His scent was still on her lips, but this move tempted him and made her already deep black eyes even more intense.
The deeper feeling made Leng Yifeng hug Xia Chenxuan again like a storm. After all, the strength of men and women is still very different. The small body struggled several times under the strength of the man, but it was in vain.
Leng Yifeng stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently traced her beautiful and tender lips, letting her lips be dyed with his taste
Seeing the sexy thin lips stained with his breath, he violently grabbed the tip of her pink tongue and sucked it wildly, creating an ambiguous scene between the tongues.
"Chenchen, the way you looked just now was more charming and made me want to possess you even more!"
Recalling the way Xia Chenxuan licked her lips just now, Leng Yifeng held her beautiful lower lip in his mouth. Leng Yifeng's voice was hoarse, and the fire burned from his belly.
From the moment he saw her and was sure that the woman in front of him was his Chenchen, the flame of longing for her never stopped, but became more fierce, burning the desire to love her well. It was instinctive and motivated.
male love instinct
He wants her!
This thought drove him, making his kiss become passionate, stirring up the feminine flavor in Tan's mouth, lingering on your charming pink tongue, not letting go of any sweetness.
And his big hands once again covered the soft beauty of the woman, stroking it with contractions and expansions, and occasionally he would rub the top of his palm with his mouth, causing her to gasp slightly.
No matter how much he hates her, she will always become weak under his attack, whether it was five years ago or five years later, it is like a magic spell, making people sink helplessly, and it is like a magnet.
, that magnetism is so attractive that people cannot avoid it, cannot reject it, they can only be attracted to it and sink into it as they lose their senses...
Under his caress, her hatred turned into a puddle of water. She could no longer think and could only dance with him.
As he moves, he sinks...
Her soft and delicate body leaned against him involuntarily, and her breasts were heavy and swollen due to his manipulation, causing waves of tingling. The beautiful peaks stood up unconsciously, blooming with obvious traces in the warm sunshine.
Here is a sea of flowers, but here is also the open air
There is no covering, no shielding, it is open, it is broad, it is exposed.
The sun shines down from the sky, sowing a layer of beautiful light, covering the earth, nourishing the earth, the sea of flowers, trees, grass, and this fair and naked body.
The beautiful body just bloomed in the sunshine, blooming without any obstruction...
Xia Chenxuan gasped lightly, and the fierce kiss made the crystal fluid that was too late to swallow escape from the corner of his mouth. Under his sucking, the beautiful lips were red with a layer of water.
"Chenchen, you are so beautiful, you are still as beautiful as you were five years ago!" Leng Yifeng stretched out his tongue to lick the crystal clear corners of her mouth, admiring her charming look with his dark eyes, loving the delicate blush on her face, and the smile in her eyes.
The love that arises from him
"No...!" Xia Chenxuan shook his head, couldn't help biting his lower lip, and said with the only trace of reason he had left, "Let me go, let me go!"
For five years, she has been living alone. No matter how good Mai Xuan is to her, she has never given him love.
Five years later, she experienced this feeling again. The familiar yet unfamiliar feeling and touch made her whole body weak and she just felt so hot.
"Chenchen, I know what you want, and I want you too!" Leng Yifeng's big hands lovingly squeezed Xia Chenxuan's elastic beauty. Under the sunlight, he gently pinched the bulging nipples with two fingers.
beauty
"Ah!" The beautiful softness was touched like this again and again, and a shiver spread through every nerve in the body like electricity.
Leng Yifeng lowered his head to kiss her, kissing her softly, and his long slender hands were no longer restless, touching her fair, jade-like skin up and down.
The moist and hot lips reluctantly left the red lips, gently licking the slightly pointed chin, sucking the yun down bit by bit with the tip of the tongue, tasting the smoothness under the snow skin.
The hot lips came to the fair and beautiful neck, licking the hollow between the collarbone, and a gentle press with the tip of the tongue elicited an uncontrollable moan from her.
"Ah..." A shameful moan escaped involuntarily, and a trace of unbearable itching lightly circled her skin as he teased her.
So hot and uncomfortable...
The wind blew, and the surrounding flowers swayed their waists, and some lowered their heads, as if they were shy...
The air is also tainted with an ambiguous, lingering and complex atmosphere, and I can't help myself...