Murong Wuming's gaze revealed his innermost feelings. In front of Yinsha, he was like a transparent person, unable to hide any secrets.
As if being burned, Murong Wuming quickly looked away and subconsciously licked his dry lips.
His clothes were loose and his collarbones were half-covered.
This kind of action is completely considering Yinsha's determination!
"Little Wolf?!"
Yinsha took a deep breath, and pulled his robe tightly as if fighting someone, hiding all his attractive collarbones and white porcelain-like neck.
"I order you to go to bed!"
Murong Wuming lowered his face and did not move.
He bit his lower lip and his voice was as low as a mosquito.
"I...you...send me in!"
Murong Wuming almost used up all his strength to say the last five words.
Then, he bravely raised his little face
Although there is still anxiety in those eyes, there is more determination
Yinsha's palms slid up along the silk edge of his clothes and touched his thin neck.
"Xiaolang, are you sure?!"
Murong Wuming stared into his eyes and said nothing. He just raised his arms and wrapped them around his neck. He gave the answer with another expression on his lips.
He kissed back unceremoniously and hugged Murong Wuming's body sideways.
Yinsha staggered down the steps and carried him into the inner room.
On the red carpet, clothes are scattered
Tangled with robe
On the golden dragon brocade quilt, the delicate boy is like the most beautiful treasure in the world
"Who are you?!"
Silver sand gently caressed Murong Wuming's chin
"I am the nameless master!"
Murong Wuming answered softly
After that, there was no sound in the room
Hot lips fall on the skin, leaving roses blooming all the way
That is the pain and joy that both parties will remember forever!
Pain and happiness are originally twins
Lowering her face and kissing away the tears that fell from the corners of Murong Wuming's eyes, Yinsha raised the corners of her lips slightly
"You are my Wuming!"
When the pain gradually subsides, the sweat gives birth to joy
In the world of love, whether you attack or endure, it is a kind of happiness!
ps: Well, Bei really doesn’t know how to do porn. Please imagine how Murong Wuming’s face turned red with embarrassment and being “ravaged”, ha~~~