A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

Xiao Chanyue's body was a little stiff, but the moment Ye Wutian's hand touched the grape on her chest, her stiff body trembled slightly, and then gradually softened, and the small cherry mouth slowly opened, With Ye Wutian's passionate kiss.

After a burst of passionate kisses, Xiao Chanyue also gradually fell into it. Ye Wutian's mouth left her lips and slowly moved towards her neck. hum.

When the grape on her chest was held by Ye Wutian with her mouth, Xiao Chanyue felt a sense of comfort all over her body like an electric shock, and the groans in her mouth suddenly became urgent. Twisting autonomously, this feeling is sweet and refreshing, making her feel light and light as if she has no soul.

After a while, Ye Wutian stopped kissing, looked at Xiao Chanyue's shy and seductive face, and said softly: "Hold on."

Xiao Chanyue nodded shyly.

Ye Wutian smiled slightly, raised Ye Er Er and moved towards Xiao Chanyue's Guixiang secret acupoint.

Xiao Chanyue's wetland in the forest was already flooded, Ye Wutian didn't rush straight in, but used Ye's second head to gently rub around the incense hole, touching the most sensitive coordinate point from time to time .

Every time she touches it, Xiao Chanyue feels the nerves all over her body go numb. How can she bear such a stimulation after experiencing the forbidden fruit for the first time? This unbearable itching makes her lift her buttocks involuntarily, as if calling Follow Ye Laoer to advance.

Of course, at this moment, Ye Wutian also couldn't wait to enter, so after teasing for a while, he slowly moved the firm Ye Er Er, looking for the entrance of the cave in this wet forest.

Soon the entrance was found, but this uncultivated Taoyuan forbidden area was being blocked by a fence.

At the moment when the last line of defense was about to be breached, Xiao Chanyue looked a little nervous.

"Are you ready?" Ye Wutian asked.

Xiao Chanyue nodded.

At this moment, Ye Laoer broke through the fence vigorously, and advanced into the depths of Taoyuan along the moist and compact passage, while Xiao Chanyue let out a painful moan.

At this moment, Ye Er Er was tightly wrapped by the warmth and moisture, Ye Wutian didn't twitch in a hurry, until the painful expression on Xiao Chanyue's face gradually dissipated, he moved gently,

Following Ye Laoer's twitching, Xiao Chanyue frowned slightly, apparently still in some pain, but after a few rounds, the pain was gradually replaced by the refreshing feeling.

Ye Laoer's movements gradually accelerated, Xiao Chanyue's coquettish voice became more and more hurried, her hands were tightly grasped on Ye Wutian's back, even scratching out red bloodstains, she has slowly put herself into this In this wonderful realm of wandering in wonderland.

Although Xiao Chanyue's consciousness had begun to trance, she still kept the last trace of sobriety in the back of her mind. The blurred figure of the young man, the blurred room, and the vague voice gradually became clearer.

There were many people standing in the room, the young man was kneeling in front of the bed and crying bitterly, and lying on the bed was a pale young woman who seemed to be dying. Xiao Chanyue was only six years old that year. She was held by her parents, standing aside and watching watching this scene.

"Mom, don't leave me, please don't leave me, woo woo..." The boy kept crying, shaking the young woman's hand.

"Shuhao, don't cry. Mom will always be by your side. I will watch you grow up slowly, watch you and Chanyue get married, and watch you live happily with your own children." The young woman struggled. Consoling the boy, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and then she stretched out her hand to Xiao Chanyue.

The father pulled Xiao Chanyue to the bed, and the young woman took her little hand and asked expectantly in a weak voice: "Chanyue, can you call me mother-in-law?"

Xiao Chanyue called out obediently with a childish voice: "Mother-in-law."

The corner of the young woman's mouth raised a contented smile, and her hand dropped powerlessly. There was a burst of mournful cries in the room, as well as the heart-piercing cries of the young man.

Xiao Chanyue stared blankly at the young man in front of her. At that time, she only knew that this young man whom she hadn't seen several times was her fiancé. . .

Everything was over, Xiao Chanyue limply on the bed, a tear flowed from the corner of her eyes, when she was eight years old, when she heard the news that the Yang family suffered annihilation, she also shed tears in a ignorant manner, She knew that she would never see that boy again, the boy who married her fingertips, his name was Yang Shuhao. . .