Xiao Qian's hair was sprinkled, and her crow's hair was scattered on the spring pillow. When Han Mo lifted the brocade quilt, she saw her hands clenched into small fists and placed them nervously on her chest.

The cheeks are dizzy and flushed, and the shame is condensed.

On the tender and tender face of her baby face, her eyes were closed tightly, and her fragrant lips were pursed nervously. Without any movement, a trace of crystal clear sweat appeared on the little girl's cheeks. The sweat passed by the crystal and delicate snow skin. The long eyelashes on the pretty eyes flashed slightly, which was extremely erotic and seductive.

This is very different from the temptation that Yan Xueji brought to Han Mo. Yan Xueji was Han Mo's first woman. When she was with her, the two of them had a tacit understanding and fully enjoyed that joy. And every time they were with Yan Xueji, they always made a strong sense of conquest in his heart. That was to make Yan Xueji weak and delicate body soft to satisfy Han Mo's desires.

However, Xiaoqian gave Han Mo a very different feeling. She had no desire to conquer, only pity, and the crystal doll in front of her even made Han Mo unable to break it.

Xiaoqian clenched her hands into small fists, placed it stiffly on her chest, and moved it gently unnaturally, and a trace of fragrant sweat was also overflowing from the pink fist.

Han Mo was quite strange. Only then did he realize that Xiao Qian would easily sweat whenever she became nervous, which was also a funny thing.

And at this moment, an extremely unique fragrance appeared on Xiaoqian's body, which was like jasmine flowers, but it was quite different. Han Mo couldn't help but lean over and sniff it gently. Only then did he realize that the fragrance was actually the fragrance of Xiaoqian's sweat.

The sweat beads in her body did not smell much, but only had a strange smell, which was indeed interesting.

At this moment, Han Mo suddenly heard the Xiangxiang Princess I had heard of in his previous life. It is said that a strange fragrance always emitting in his body. Could it be that Xiaoqian has such a special body?

The lights were soft and filtered by the pink tent. The pink tent filled the tent and sprinkled on Xiaoqian's white and tender pretty face, as if a layer of hazy red mist was covered.

Han Mo gently stretched out his hand, held one of Xiaoqian's little hands, and leaned close to Xiaoqian's ear, and his voice softly: "Don't be afraid... my husband won't eat people..."

Xiao Qian's breathing was a little rapid, her chest was rising and falling, but she still didn't dare to open her eyes, but she just let out a light "um" sound, and this sound seemed to be there and there was a slight trembling sound, and she seemed to moan softly.

Han Mo knew that Xiaoqian must be very nervous, so he was extremely gentle and was very careful in his movements. He held Xiaoqian's hand, kissed her, then approached Xiaoqian's ear and said, "It smells so good..."

Xiaoqian bit her rosy lips, and her tender pretty face was even more blushing.

Han Mo sat up, turned around and closed the tent, then turned around and completely lifted the brocade quilt. Xiao Qian's small and delicate body immediately appeared in front of Han Mo.

Xiaoqian's body is extremely delicate, just like her face, which was carefully crafted by God, with ups and downs, which is extremely wonderful.

But now I am wearing a snow-white underwear, but I can’t see the spring scenery.

Han Mo lay on his side again to Xiao Qian and asked softly: "Are you... scared?"

Xiao Qian bit her lip, but this time she opened her eyes slightly. Seeing Han Mo smiling at her like a spring breeze, she hurriedly closed her mouth, and even more afraid to speak.

When Han Mo knew about this, he had to take the initiative and could not act too quickly, so as not to startle the little angel. If he had some fear in the future, he would regret it.

He gently took away Xiao Qian's hand on his chest. The underwear was buckled with a red rope, and there were six small red ropes as buckles. He gently pulled the head of a red rope and pulled it hard. The red rope was buckled with a live buckle and was easily pulled open.

Xiaoqian felt Han Mo removing her clothes and her delicate body trembled. This time she finally opened her eyes and looked at Han Mo with a somewhat pitiful look, biting her fragrant lips, and finally said softly: "Honey... Xiaoqian... Xiaoqian is afraid..."

Han Mo was not in a hurry to take off his clothes, gently hugged Xiaoqian into his arms, and said softly: "There are only you and me here, you and I are already husband and wife, and the joy of the boudoir is inevitable... You don't have to be afraid, your husband will not bully you..."

Xiaoqian was held in Han Mo's arms, and the nervousness dissipated a lot. She smelled the male smell emitted from Han Mo's body, with a childish face and a red jade ear!

Han Mo hugged Xiao Qian and felt that she calmed down a little. Then he gently stroked Xiao Qian's back. Although there were still underwear, Han Mo could clearly feel the smoothness of Xiao Qian's back.

His hand slowly went down, and finally touched Xiaoqian's waist. It was so slim that it was extremely slender. Then he went down, and finally climbed Xiaoqian's fragrance. On the buttocks, the two plump and plump buttocks were very perky and extremely round. With a light press, they were very elastic.

Xiao Qian's breathing was slightly short of breath, her head pressed against Han Mo's chest, her delicate body trembled, and her pink face was even more burning.

Han Mo pressed against Xiaoqian's ear and whispered: "

Juanjuan white snow crimson skirt cage,

Unlimited risk is buckling.

The undulating mountains of the Central Plains,

Fitted with the curtain.

Water bones are tender,

Yushanlong,

The romantic one is better than the red pillow!”

Xiaoqian's pretty face pressed against Han Mo's chest, but her pink fist gently hit Han Mo a few times, and she was extremely delicate: "My husband... you... you are bad again..."

This poem is even more erotic. It is so lit up to Xiaoqian's fragrance and buttocks, how can I teach her not to be shy?

Han Mo was very proud in his heart. He could chant erotic words so calmly between the bed. He was really a great talent, but I was afraid that those people who called themselves "romantic talents" would be much worse.

He knew that in this way, Xiaoqian's nervousness would definitely be greatly reduced, and this is the effect he wanted.

After kneading Xiaoqian's plump and perky buttocks for a moment, Han Mo felt that the blood in his body began to become a little hot, and he couldn't help but continue to remove Xiaoqian's clothes.

He had a stunning memory and had just seen where the red ropes were. He didn't have to look at them at this time, but he just used his hands to explore, and he actually untied all the remaining red ropes.

When I took off Xiao Qian's underwear, there was a silk bellyband inside, which was smooth and like skin.

Han Mo turned around and looked at it, and then he saw that it was a pink bellyband, with mandarin ducks embroidered on it, which was lifelike. The bellyband was slightly raised, obviously being supported by the jade breasts inside.

Han Mo stretched out a finger and gently slid in the protruding place. Xiao Qian's delicate body trembled. She closed her beautiful big eyes again, but let Han Mo's fingers slide in her place. After all, it was a yellow virgin. In just a moment, the bellyband bulged rapidly, and two points were clearly printed on the bellyband, which was obvious at a glance.

Han Mo's hand slid gently on his chest, then went down, rubbing Xiaoqian's flat belly through his bellyband, looking at Xiaoqian's pretty face, and the red and white face was reflected at this time. What's more interesting is that the pearl-like crystal sweat was rolling on Xiaoqian's tender face.

When I untied the strap and opened the pink bellyband, the white light suddenly shone brightly. Xiaoqian's exquisite upper body was exposed. The skin on her body was whiter than her face, white and dazzling, and the skin was so tender that it could almost see the bloodline. The pair of peppers on her chest were not huge, but not small, round and moist, like two buns, as delicate as ivory, smooth as porcelain, and even white and tender. As Xiaoqian's breathing, it was up and down. The two red jealous spots were extremely light, like two rubies, so delicious that it was heartbreaking.

Han Mo was a little dazed when he saw that Yan Xueji's huge and plumpness was indeed full of temptation, but Xiaoqian's exquisiteness gave people a very beautiful enjoyment.

It is indeed a work of art made by God, without any flaws, and it is perfect to the extreme.

Han Mo couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently held it gently. At that moment, not only Xiao Qian's whole body trembled, but Han Mo felt an unprecedented sense of excitement.

Xiaoqian raised her cheeks and felt his hot gaze. Her face became hot and her red cherry-like mouth opened and closed slightly, as if she was telling the discomfort in her heart. Faced with such a beautiful scene, Han Mo could no longer bear it. He lowered his head and kissed the two bright red and sweet cherry lips.

The little girl's mouth was filled with a faint fragrance of lucid flowers, which seemed to be an attractive pastry. Han Mo sucked greedily. Her delicate lips as delicate as petals, felt soft and smooth. He had long been the old man among them. He picked up his closed teeth and looked for the timid little lilac tongue and sucked gently. A few light and sweet fragrances were pouring into his heart and the hands did not rest, gently kneading the snow ball, as if he was in heaven.

Soon, Han Mo moved his hands down, first hugging Xiao Qian's waist, and then holding Xiao Qian's two fragrant buttocks.

"Oh--" Xiaoqian let out a cry, her brows frowned slightly, her neat and white silver teeth bit her bright red mouth. She was panting, and the lotus fragrance sniffed. A faint pink rose on her face, and her charming eyes were like silk, like opening and closing. The strong spring spirit spread in her body. She felt that the strange big hand gently kneading her small buttocks, and the fiery feeling was transmitted into her body through her skin. Xiaoqian's whole body seemed to be on fire, and Yingying's slender waist, which could only hold, twisted gently. An unconscious whine sounded from her nose, as if she was struggling, and even more as if she was teasing.

Han Mo used one hand to squeeze the two soft fragrances and buttocks tightly together. Xiao Qian let out a light "whip" in her nose, raised her slender and white neck high, and the hot breath spewed out from her breath hit his face, and her delicate body became hotter. She had long forgotten to struggle, and her slender arms hugged Han Mo's body tightly, immersed in the joy of mutual love between men and women.

Han Mo understood that Xiao Qian was a virgin, and she wanted to be a veteran in this flirting, but the strength and movements in her hands should be gentle. She skillfully stirred Xiao Qian's sensitive area during the passionate kiss, and she even took off the last piece of Xiao Qian's body without realizing it.

The pink silk tent hangs down gently, rendering the couch quiet and warm. The silk quilt on the pink cushion is clean and fresh, spotless.

The little beauty in front of me has a face like powder, her jade body is covered with white and tender body that is more frost-like than snow. She has countless beautiful peaks and mountains, and the trembling jade. The peaks stand proudly, and the buds on the top of the peak are bright red and delicate, shining with an attractive luster, which is breathtaking. Two pink and greasy long jade legs are tightly wrapped to cover the last ray of spring. Her tender and smooth skin is white and red, and her body exudes a faint fragrance, which is extremely charming and tempting.

Xiao Qianxiang sweat rolled on her delicate body, adding a different kind of temptation. Her eyes opened a slightly gap, feeling Han Mo's hot and aggressive gaze. She couldn't help but breathe rapidly, and the bright touch on her face became more and more gorgeous.

Han Mo breathed rapidly, and gently stroked her slender and round legs with both hands, slowly heading towards the inner side of her thighs. The feeling of smooth and delicate as jade suddenly spread throughout her heart, with a rich fragrance, which made people intoxicated.

Once a man and a woman enter the state, she will lose her selflessness and will lose a lot of scruples and tension.

"Ah, my husband..." Xiao Qian's beautiful eyes were closed halfway, feeling the hot big hand pressing down on her little hand, and was about to attack the last line of defense, she grabbed the pair of mandarin duck pillows tightly, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but call out gently, her wonderful body. She subconsciously swung, making a sensational moan. She seemed to jump into the fire, her whole body was hot, and a clear spring flowed down, moistening between her legs.

Han Mo kissed her bright little lips, lingering on her plump breasts, gently squeezing, letting the pepper breasts change shape in her hands, dyeing a layer of beautiful color.

Xiao Qian's delicate body trembled, her pair of beautiful eyes almost spit out of fire, her body arched gently, tightly responding to her husband's movements, her mouth was full of panting, and the burning spring love had already made her give up all her reserve.

She is a virgin and has not experienced any incidents between men and women, so she is very unfamiliar with her actions and is completely natural reaction. This pure natural reaction can arouse men's desires.

Han Mo guided Xiaoqian to slowly enter the situation, and the innocent heart in the room was filled with indescribable tranquility.

"Husband..." Xiao Qian exclaimed, but Han Mo turned her back to him with both hands, and kneaded and twisted her soft and delicate buttocks.

Such an innocent woman had never been played with like this. Xiao Qian's face seemed to be on fire, and she lay lightly on the bed as limply as mud. Han Mo pressed her hips tightly on her chest and hugged her and said, "Xiao Qian, I'm here-".

With a light thrust, the hot meat gun had penetrated the angel's body, and a bright little flower bloomed on the white silk scarf.

Han Mo cherishes Xiao Qian and gives away the money lightly. He is indescribable gentleness and sweetness. He is infatuated with love. Xiao Qian is willing to bear the impact of Han Mo. Although it was a little painful at the beginning, under the guidance of Han Mo's skillfulness, he quickly tasted the sweet taste of love between men and women, and his heart is sweet and happy. The pearl-like sweat beads on Xiao Qian's snow-white body add endless fun to sexual intercourse!

The lights were quiet, and the house was filled with the sound of body impact and whispering moans, which was really shameful!

The lotus tent is warm and is filled with red waves. In waves of joy, Xiaoqian tightly wrapped around her husband, completing the transformation from a girl to a woman.

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