The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

"Lan, I feel bad..." Qing clenched her hand tightly, and the scorching breath continuously sprayed on her face, making her suddenly feel like being electrocuted.In the lowered eyes, there is an intersecting line of light and dark.

His body was hot, really hot.

Xiang Qinglan took his fiery big palm and held it tightly.However, after she put down her other hand for a long time, she began to undo the buttons on her body, one by one, looking at her clearly, with a blurred look in her deep eyes.

It's so soft, it's different from him.

Her fingertips were trembling, and he pulled up his other hand and slowly put it on her chest. Qing's body shook, and her extremely smooth skin was accepted in his palm, and he began to rub her unconsciously. On the chest, Xiang Qinglan's lips parted slightly, and a clear touch on the chest made her close her eyes, but a tear slowly flowed from the corner of her eyes, and slipped down her face to the point where he held her hand. on the finger.

With a hiss, the clothes on her body were roughly torn apart by a pair of big palms, and then a heavy but fiery body was pressed on her body, and her slightly parted lips were suddenly covered by the man.

Such a fanatical breath, such an instinctive movement.

Qing followed his instinct to seize the senses of the woman under him. He just knew that he was very hot, so Xiang Qinglan slowly opened his misty eyes, gently shaking the black eyelashes, and on the eyelashes Crystal-clear teardrops soon stained.

On a small bed, two people's bodies were tightly entwined, Xiang Qinglan hugged his neck, and Qing's lips kissed her whole body unconsciously, his breathing was extremely heavy, The hands kept moving around her body, what he liked the most was not the two lumps of softness, which made him unable to put it down.

"Lan, Lan..." He groaned in pain, but he didn't know how to free himself, no matter whether he had experienced it before, no matter whether he had ever had a woman before, now he only had an instinctive reaction, but , but there is no vivid memory of the past.

Looking at his flushed face, Xiang Qinglan stretched out her sweaty fingers, not knowing if it was hers or his, and stroked the drenched hair between his forehead.Then it crossed his chest, and when she touched his sensitive part, she heard a clear hum, and his body was about to explode.

Xiang Qinglan's hand continued to slide down and down, her face was flushed like blood.He was always shy, and this was the first time he did such a thing.

It wasn't until under her leadership that Qing found the beauty that could liberate his body. He didn't need to do anything more. He pushed hard according to the instinct of a man, and his movements were not at all gentle. Xiang Qinglan bit himself There was a burst of extremely swollen pain from his lips, many of which had never been entered into the body.

She could only tightly pinch the sheet under her body with her hands, and her fingertips began to turn white with the force.