Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Just fantasizing about it like this, a touch of pain involuntarily passed through his heart, and even more pity, he passed that pity to her lips through his lips.

Very delicate kiss, lingering, is his usual tenderness.

The whole person hugged her waist, hugged her calmly and slowly, and walked towards the bed while kissing.

When Shangshang heard the sound of him taking off his clothes, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But the kiss he gave her was so lingering that she didn't want to resist.

Even, let her willingly get lost in it...

At the end, the two were naked and entangled together, panting and moaning in a low voice...

In the end, she was as limp as mud, only breathing lightly and shallowly. Beside him, she closed her eyes half asleep.

And the instigator, with his head propped up, was sleeping on her other side, stroking her hair with his fingertips, and wanted to hug each other to sleep, but their bodies were sticky.

"Chang Mian, I want to take a bath."

"Go by yourself." Chang Mian said flatly.

Changshang pouted: "Usually you carry me there."

"You are used to being served and you want to be a queen?"

Changshang reluctantly opened his eyes, and smiled obsequiously: "Are you okay?"

"Of order, Your Majesty the Queen." Chang Mian lost her mind and got out of bed, and carried her to take a shower. As a result, the two of them took a shower, and accidentally found large flakes of snowflakes floating on the balcony.

This time, Shangshang was completely sleepless.

"What a nice view."

She stood on the balcony, in the dark night, Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand excitedly to pick up the snowflakes.

This is probably the first snow of winter.

On the square downstairs, surrounded by many excited men and women in the snow, Chang Chang looked downstairs, with the same feeling in his heart, turned around and took Chang Mian's hand: "Let's go downstairs to play?"

"Aren't you cold?"

Changshang opened her big eyes expectantly, grabbed his hand, and shook it coquettishly: "It's not cold."

……

Chang Mian was wearing a high-necked black sweater and a deep blue leather coat. He felt extraordinarily elegant and noble. He didn't speak, but tied a bright red scarf on her himself, and looked at her quietly. The red cheeks are more rosy, and the expression seems to be not enough.

"Is it cold?" While speaking, he put on gloves for her again.

Changshang stood quietly in front of him, suddenly surrounded by a sense of happiness, she shook her head, pulled him out of the hotel, and walked into the snowy street.

On the street in front of the hotel, many young men and women were having a carnival with excitement.

Chang Mian flicked the snowflakes on the jacket with her hand, grabbed her hand and put it in her pocket, with a gentle expression on her face, walking thoughtfully.