Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【340 Men with Good Physical Strength】

It was rare for Mr. President to be obedient, he let go of his hand, bowed his head to kiss her, and apologized: "Okay, next time I won't tear your clothes."

Zhizhi heard the young master reassure himself, and said earnestly, "Or I can wear cheap clothes and ask you to tear them apart."

The Eldest Young Master stared at her swollen lips, and said angrily, "I should make you faint."

The woman who is best at destroying the atmosphere and mood is Miss Song.

Zhizhi smiled, "I can pretend to be unconscious, and it will save me effort."

He leaned over and pressed her down, removing all the obstacles on her body, and his big palms swam over her body with thin calluses, causing her to tremble slightly.

He was getting closer to her, and she could clearly feel his forbearance of iron desire pressed tightly against her lower abdomen, and immediately her chest was beating like a drum, her face was flushed, and she suddenly felt extremely nervous.

Although the number of skin-to-skin kisses with him is not too many, Nangong Jue is also a man she has tasted before. Zhizhi really doesn't understand why she is so nervous like the first time?

Perhaps in this tension, there is hidden expectation.

Feeling his body leaning against her, Zhizhi closed her eyes, bit her thin lips slightly, held back her breath, and clasped his shoulders with both hands.

He bent down, approached her softly and slowly, and gradually entered her body.

The sudden sensation of fullness made Zhizhi frowned and snorted, biting her glistening red lips, and let out a low moan...

But still closed his eyes, his hands clutched his shoulders tightly.

Seeing that she seemed unwell, Nangong Jue paused considerately, leaned over and kissed her cheek and whispered, "Open your eyes and look at me."

She opened her eyes, her eyes blurred, "Nangongjue."

Three words, more effective than any aphrodisiac, the teasing Nangongjue can't wait to rush into the deepest part and rub her into his arms...

Knowing that there was sweat on his forehead, he opened his misty eyes and called him in a low voice, "Nangongjue... Nangongjue..."

Every sound can arouse his violent desire to roll, his throat is dry, and he resists the urge to want her because he hasn't touched her for too long, just because he doesn't want her to have any more force or pain Holding back the memories, she moved her waist slowly, and waited until she got used to herself, then began to slowly increase the speed, until it reached the depths...the two hummed softly at the same time.

He has her all.

Zhizhi accepted his intrusion panting, subconsciously raised her legs to wrap around his waist, clasped his shoulders with both hands and gasped, "Slow down...are you still hurt..."

This woman!

How dare you ask him to slow down when you get angry?

Nangong Jue raised her leg, a deep impact stopped her words, "Can't what?"

Zhizhi let out a low cry, and raised her eyes to stare at him, but her eyes turned shy and shy, "You man, it's useless to worry about you, it's better to die."

"If I'm exhausted by Ms. Song, I'd rather be willing," he whispered, and suddenly quickened his rhythm, provoking him so much that he couldn't utter a word if he had any rebuttals, only thin panting and sweat dripping.

It seemed that he hadn't touched her for a long time. After a passion, when she was limp under him and was too tired to move, he carried her to the bed, and squeezed into her body without any explanation.

Zhizhi glared at him, this man won't be tired, will he?

He didn't have any intention to stop, but pressed against her body, moving little by little as if he had bad intentions.

The burnout in his body was driven away by him, the desire gradually rose, waves of heat rolled in his body, Zhizhi reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and kissed his thin lips close to his earlobe, the hot air breathed on his skin, Chunbo Flowing, Nangong Jue made a ruthless wedge, filling her body again.

Zhizhi trembled, trying to escape, he locked her body as white as jade, breathed heavily and started a crazy plunder again.

It is easy to pick a fire but difficult to put it out, especially for men with good physical strength.

With this physique, muscles, and movements, Zhizhi can only close her eyes under him, sinking for him every time he captures.

"Miss Song, look at me." He suddenly put his arms around her ears, and whispered an order, "When you are with me in the future, don't close your eyes."

Zhizhi opened his eyes, and saw his well-proportioned abdominal muscles, his solid body floating up and down, and the two naked bodies touching each other...

With a bang, Miss Song's face was completely red, burning hot.

Nangong was desperate for her cute appearance, couldn't help but hug her tightly in his arms, the strength was very tight but it didn't make her feel pain.

The domineering masculine breath pressed against his body, making Zhizhi's heart beat faster, and he felt a little overwhelmed when he hugged him back.

This was the first time that she had such a feeling.

She has everything this man has.

Thin lips lingered on his shoulder, Zhizhi learned the talent of the young master, and bit back on his shoulder, leaving a row of tooth marks, whispering, "I don't like being pressed under me all the time. To be on top."

Nangong Jue frowned slightly, "Is this an order for me?"

Zhizhi suddenly pushed Nangongjue away, pressed him under him, knelt and sat on his bronze-colored almost perfect body, and smiled softly, "Isn't it possible?"

How could Young Master Nangong be suppressed by others!

He took advantage of the situation to sit up, clamped her body with both hands and did not allow her to move around, hugged her body and pushed up hard a few times, and with a sound of knowing, he bit down the small tooth marks on his shoulder, dissatisfied : "I can't suppress you, can I?"

"I don't want you to be too tired."

He spoke briefly, his waist moved, and it was another crazy possession...

Zhizhi endured his fierce (fierce), her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails sank into his bronzed skin, and she murmured weakly in his arms...somewhat powerless to parry.

After a lot of rain, both of them were exhausted.

Zhizhi lay in his arms and thought, um, the counterattack failed, well, I just think that the young master is serving you well.

She leaned on his arm with a tired face, "Nangongjue, I suddenly thought of a question."

He especially liked it when she called him by his first name instead of the president, the young master, the master and the pervert.

"Why can you remember what happened to us eight years ago in OOXX, but I can't remember what happened to us that night in XXOO?"

(The meat after a long absence... Thank you, frbb2004, for presenting the silent gold medal, okay~~ It will be more early in the morning^_^)