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The woman opened her mouth unconsciously and swallowed the man's armpit.

The two orgasm in a short period of time made Xue Xue sour and weak, and he could only let Ye Qingchen be more presumptuous.

"Are you comfortable, Xue Xue?"

The man's voice is as soft as dripping water.

However, the erected giant between his crotch was in a hideous posture, pressing extremely strongly between her legs, enjoying the moisturizing of the flower armpits.

"Is orgasm comfortable? Huh?" Ye Qingchen insisted on asking for an answer. "Tell me, Xue Xue."

Xue Xue opened his misty apricot eyes and looked at the man lying on his body.

He stands tall as a predator, but he doesn't know...

The catkin, which was weakly clinging to the broad shoulders, slid down little by little, and when Ye Qingchen narrowed his eyes and wondered what the woman was going to do, his little hand already grabbed the soft neck.

The heavy ball, even if it is separated from the cloth, Xue Xue can feel the hot temperature and amazing weight.

"Well..."

The woman's unexpected behavior caused the man to gasp heavily.

Xue Xue was fascinated by Ye Qingchen's good figure. Recently, he worked hard for the new drama, his strong texture, smooth lines, quiet and strong, exuding a fatal masculinity.

Xue Xue couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his lips.

This action fell in Ye Qingchen's eyes and it was a silent temptation.

He almost couldn't stand it anymore, but he was held in the hands of a woman, unable to move.

"Xue Xue, let go."

Ye Qingchen's voice was full of danger.

This is a warning, she understands.

However, after hearing these words, Xue Xue did not let go of his grasp of soft objects, but instead opened the zipper for him, pulled off his underwear, and released the dormant dragon.

The action was done in one go, without any muddle, as if it had been done countless times.

Ye Qingchen had no time to react.

In the next second, brave and outstanding frowned.

Like pain, like joy.

The small hands were tightly closed, with a fierce force that seemed to pinch the root of Qian Yue.

Ye Qingchen thought so in a daze.

In the next second, his mouth had gone against his consciousness and groaned.

Different from the feminine and soft tone, the man's voice is low, deep and forbearing, with no charm.

"Is it comfortable?" Xue Xue asked him this time. The ending sound was long, like acting like a baby, but also like molesting. "Ye Yingdi."

"Xue Xue, you... uh... stop making trouble..."

Ye Qingchen stared, but he didn't notice that his current posture to Xue Xue was like a beast with its claws pulled out of a cage, and what he did was nothing more than a bluff.

"Ok..."

Xue Xue kneaded the more swollen Moon's neck with just the right amount of strength.

Ye Qingchen has never adjourned like this.

A woman's hand is like a magical clapper.

It made people fascinated, Yu Xianyu died.

"Comfortable?"

"I think the little guy is quite calm."

Xue Xue looked at Ye Yingdi's raised eyes and outlined a stroke of beautiful vermilion like weeping blood peach blossoms. The usual forbidden Yu Qingjun's face was even more depressed and surnamed because of the heavy rich color, and couldn't help swallowing Drooling.

At this time, she could understand why the original body would follow Ye Qingchen desperately.

Men are really good-looking.

It's the kind that wants to be devastated.

The immortal-like characters are no longer aloof after being infected with the breath of the world, but they reveal the indifference and pride engraved in their bones. The two contradictory temperaments merge together, and they are very charming.

Such a man belongs to her.

Only she could see Ye Qingchen's side.

Thinking of this, Xue Xue smiled.

White-toothed eyebrows, beautiful and charming.

Ye Qingchen watched, suddenly there was an illusion that the woman in front of him was the little demon Jing sent by the heavens to clean him up.

"You... uh..."

Xue Xue didn't give the man a chance to speak, he tightened his hands and moved up and down.

At the same time, she straightened up, the yukata still on her body was loose and loose and could not conceal the fierce spring light at all, and with Xue Xue's movements, Liangmaru swayed full and full, and the waves of Naibai's Kongbo seemed to touch the air. It has a sweet and greasy scent.

Rao is Ye Qingchen who prides himself on his determination, and now he just wants to indulge himself.

"Xue Xue, let go, let me love you." Ye Qingchen coaxed the woman, put her slender neck on her big palm, and stroked gently like a cat. "Good...huh?"

Xue Xuexiu softened and was almost obedient.

Who makes the neck her sensitive belt.

However, Kankan held back the critical juncture.

"I want you to be comfortable." Xue Xue blinked, looking innocent like a girl who doesn't know the world. "It's like you just made me comfortable."

After finishing speaking, he actually bent down to rest.

What is she going to do?

A faint premonition flashed in Ye Qingchen's heart, and a vague expectation.

The man watched the woman put her face close to the leaping giant, opened her red lips, sticking out her small tongue, and then hit the rough surface surrounded by blue veins.

"Uh--"

The pleasure went straight to the forehead along the spine, leaving Ye Qingchen's eyes blank.

Almost at the same instant, the dense and quiet armpit came out like a powerful water column. Xue Xue couldn't dodge it. Although he pulled out in time, his plain face was inevitably stained with white turbidity.

Like a little cat.

But Xue Xuesi didn't care, just licked off the static armpit on his lips.

I don't know if Ye Qingchen has been holding back for too long, there is a faint fishy smell in it.

Xue Xue only tasted it and frowned.

"Really... not delicious at all."