1632. Chapter 1632 I'm still a poor boy
She tried her best to break free from the fireball, not wanting to burn herself to ashes, but standing on the ground with one foot made her unable to exert force. She just felt that if she didn't break free from his control, she would definitely be burned by him.
Flying smoke.
Just as she was about to drop her teeth and bite off his troubled tongue, he had already let go of her, and she opened her mouth and gasped. Damn, besides this trick, he could
Won't you click anything else?
He looked at the woman who had just turned red due to lack of oxygen. He showed a smug smile on his face. His slightly thick fingertips were gently fumbled around the corner of her mouth, wiping the saliva bit by bit for her.
Finally, his fingertips fell on her delicate pink lips, and his dark and deep eyes hit her face intently, and a low and hoarse voice sounded firmly: "Fang Xiao, remember what you said tonight, I
It's your man! From now on, I will be your man! The only man!"
..
"Ah..." The pain from the collarbone pulled Fang Xiao back from his long-standing memory, and had to face the cruel reality that he was being attacked by a strange man.
The man running wildly seemed to punish her inattentiveness. He bit her collarbone and used some force to make the blood come out. He stretched out his slightly thick tongue slowly
Licking.
Even if he and her are dreams, even if he and she will never meet again after dawn, even if, from now on, he and she may never meet again.
Because, he will check out later and drive back to Bincheng. With her city, he will never stop!
But God gave him such a chance, he could not leave nothing for her, right?
After a long run, Dongfang Yunheng was already full of sweat dripping on her forehead, dripping one by one on her jade-like skin, dizzying the blood on her collarbone.
, ambiguous and exciting...
He finally couldn't help it and could not control the stimulation of the senses, so he let out a low growl, like a horse running wild on the grassland for the final sprint, rude and wild...
"Ah..." She finally couldn't bear it and shouted out. The pleasure in her body mixed with the pain in her heart. Her voice was ambiguous and bitter, but her face was very twisted and hideous.
Finally, everything stopped, growling and gasping and moaning in pain...
His hard body as hard as iron was pressed against her soft whiteness, and his sweat was densely mixed together, like strong glue, sticking them together, as if he refused to separate...
In the darkness, he held her in his arms, stroked her little by little with his hands, with the power of comfort and the reluctance...
"I'm still that poor boy, but you--but no longer are you,"
He whispered in a low voice. But she was already unconscious and could not hear anything...
At the same time, in a room on another floor
Qiu Yitang woke up from the dream, sat up from the bed with a little nervousness, kneaded his forehead with his hands, and looked on his face-
Du Caiwei beside her was already asleep with a smile. He looked down at her beautiful face, sighed slightly, and felt uncomfortable inexplicably in his chest.
Chapter completed!