It's like an abstract scenery is drawn on a blank piece of paper.

Even if others can't understand it at first, the painter will definitely understand it.

Therefore, even if Fang Xueyan doesn't understand, Long Yanlie already understands...

He murmured, like the lingering comfort of the night, and his eager attack gradually slowed down. He no longer became impatient, but slowly inserted himself into it little by little.

"ah……"

She frowned slightly, and her slender legs tightly wrapped around his waist, feeling forced to spread. His hard heat was buried deep in her body, and the strong feeling made both of them

Unable to bear it...

He bent down, and a drop of sweat dripped from his deep and handsome face, as if he was still carrying his body temperature and fell on her chest.

"Yanyan, I can't help it..."

He leaned over, put his thin lips on the corner of her mouth, and sucked gently. The heat under him pierced directly into her deepest part. The feeling of being wrapped in her really made him crazy!

He couldn't help but thrust his toned waist and quickly shook his legs between her wide open legs.

"Ah...Lie...Slow..." She frowned, unable to keep up with his speed, and her mind was blank, and she could no longer think about other things.

However, the body, which had just been touched by Yulu, could not adapt to his torture speed at all. The slight pain was mixed with pleasure, which made her feel in pain and pleasure.

However, at this time, Long Yanlie was like a pedestrian who had met an oasis in the desert. Not only did he slow down, but heavier and heavier every time.

He wrapped her slender legs tightly around his waist, spreading her legs even wider, making it easier for his movements, and his movements were more violent and fiercer than each other, and he went in and out of her Yanze with all his heart...

"Um..." She bit her lip and tried to stop her moaning, but his movements were too fierce and the pleasure was conveyed too strongly, which made her unable to resist.

His broad and powerful palms wrapped around her pair of plumpness that swayed up and down with his movements, and sometimes rubbed lightly and sometimes hardly, and the movements under him were also quite rhythmic and indulgent.

"Yanyan, I... love... you..." He bowed his head in her ear, and the male voice in the emotion was filled with indescribable sexy and charming.

But she still heard...

It was as clear as if what she heard was not his voice, but his heart.

She was silent...

However, the next moment he slowly stretched out his hand, gently pinched her chin, and nibbled her thin lips on her red lips.

Then, the lips approached the lips...

His handsome face stared at her close at hand. As long as she raised her eyes slightly, she would hit his deep phoenix eyes as deep as the ocean. In the soft light in his eyes, she saw the entangled resistance, but couldn't help but feel involuntarily

He was sinking into the passion he gave...

"Lie..." She slowly withdrew her gaze.

Suddenly, I was afraid to see his love as deep as before.

He was not drunk, but the drunk person seemed to her.

He lowered his head and just kissed her gently, without asking questions, and without forcing her to say anything more.

What is completely different from his gentleness is that the offensive under him is getting deeper and deeper again and again...

I don't know how long it took before he accelerated, and in her high cry, he completely released himself deep in her body.

...

The deepest moment of night had passed, and at this moment, it gradually turned to the way to welcome the dawn.

After the love story, the woman hid tiredly in the man's arms and fell asleep deeply, while the man was like a satisfied lion, looking at the woman lying in her arms with lazy eyes.
Chapter completed!