Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

249: Miss you to death (6)

Ansan quietly admired the expression of Zhenliang swallowing his saliva, the corners of his mouth raised greatly.

He likes how she longs for him so forbearingly, yet is afraid of his aggression against her.

He prefers that she is willing to take the initiative to dedicate herself to him, without his forcing or rhetoric.

It's just that he didn't like the way she used the charm medicine.

However, if she didn't use the charm medicine on him, how could he be so uncontrollable?

Hey, it seems that he always has an extraordinary connivance and tolerance towards this woman. No matter what she did wrong, he is willing to make it small and take it lightly.

After seeing enough, An San took half a step forward, stood against the edge of the table, and stretched his hands towards Masuzu's upper body.

Then, fellow, fellow, fellow...

The sound of Bubo being crushed came slowly but neatly, constantly vibrating Zhenliang's eardrums, and throbbing her chaotic heart.

She bit her lip unconsciously, and stared at the man sadly, knowing that he did it on purpose.

He could clearly take off her clothes properly, but he purposely used the way of servant.

Let's just fight, with his ability, he can obviously fight to the end and solve the problem in twos and threes, but he chooses to slow down the rhythm and slow motion, dividing a piece of her clothes into several times to fight.

Her body and mind were tormented by the sound of the cloth cracking, so why not the dark three?

But, who made him fall in love with Zhenliang's charming appearance of holding back but not saying a word?

Even if the cloth is cut into countless pieces, there will always be a time when it will be finished.

When Zhenliang's pink figure fully bloomed in front of the dark three, the dark three regretted endlessly, regretting that they had wasted too much time on the servant cloth.

It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, he kept admiring in his heart, his eyes sized up and down Zhenliang's figure with bumps and convexities, exquisite and cute, with a secret hidden in it, wishing he could swallow it instantly and not give it to anyone Coveting and seeing opportunities.

Zhenliang clearly saw that there seemed to be a huge flame jumping wildly in Ansan's black eyes, and her hot body was trembling violently under his fiery direct gaze.

Not because of the cold, but because of throbbing, stimulation.

A woman's complexion can be white or pink, her figure is uneven and exquisite, and her secrets are black and delicate, all of which are fatal to men.

The two perfect figures are completely revealed in each other's eyes. Although the bodies of each other are not in contact, they are filled with endless joy and longing for each other.

The night in the early spring has not yet stepped out of the shadow of winter, even the room is full of coldness, not to mention that the two of them are completely naked.

But at this moment, neither of the naked two people felt cold, but because the clothes were taken off, the stuffy heat suddenly decreased, and they felt free and unobstructed. This was naturally due to the charm medicine.

Naturally, after staring silently, the two leaned towards each other tacitly.

In an instant, hot sweat stuck to the woman's body from the man's body, adorning her pink and delicate body.

At the same time, the soft pink on the woman's body is transmitted to the hard man, and it seems that the man's wheat-colored skin has also begun to become pink and tender.

The woman closed her eyes to feel the strength of the man, and the man closed her eyes to feel the softness of the woman.

This is the legendary combination of hardness and softness, and the matching of yin and yang.

The kiss opened again, and the arms of each other were no longer stationary, and they stroked or scratched each other's body to their heart's content, absorbing the goodness of the other party, and satisfying their increasingly empty desires.

Without reaching the end, desire is like a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

Both of them understood this truth, but neither of them took the last step immediately, because Zhenliang didn't understand, and he was shy even if he was bold, while the third was because he had scruples.

When Ansan spread Zhenliang's legs on the table, satisfying the arrogant guy, and resisting the darkness, Zhenliang opened his eyes in panic but expectantly, and closed them again.

The moment of success, is this coming?

However, Masuzu waited for a long time, waiting for the guy to get harder and harder, to press himself tighter and tighter, but he never broke through the last layer.

She believes that even if the set has no experience in breaking the young, at this moment of aiming at the position, under the extremely tough situation of that guy, she will definitely not not know how to continue because of lack of experience.

Her throat was thirsty, and she couldn't make a sound for a while, so she longed to look into An San's eyes, hoping to see some reasons from his eyes, but An San pressed her face into his arms , did not give her a chance to look at each other at all.

Then, his guy withdrew abruptly, and the sense of emptiness in the secret depths immediately yelled and shouted frantically.

Before Zhenliang could open her eyes, the man had already stood up with his hands on her hips, striding towards the bedside.

Predicting the direction he was going, Masuzu didn't open his eyes, but kept comforting himself, saying that he didn't give up or repent, but that he didn't like the posture at the table, it must be.

Sure enough, the man put her on the soft bed, and then pressed her down again, continued to knead the place that he wanted to knead, continued to kiss the place that he loved to kiss, and pressed the place that should be touched again, and then pushed in.

However, that guy was obviously tougher than steel, but he kept pushing against it more and more tightly, and no matter what, he couldn't break through the last layer.

Suddenly, Zhenliang opened his eyes unbearably, but couldn't see the face of the man lying on top of him. He could only resist the pain in his throat and asked hoarsely, "Why don't you come in?"

The man's breathing on Zhenliang's neck was still heavy and rapid, but he seemed to have not heard it, or he didn't want to pay attention to it, so he just kept silent.

What's important is that he clearly heard Zhenliang's invitation and plea, but he still just resisted and didn't want to go deeper.

Zhenliang could feel that he wanted to go in, but there must be some reason why he didn't dare to go in.

Knowing that it was not her fault, Zhenliang deliberately mocked her own weakness, "Is it because my face is too ugly that you lost your last interest? Tell the truth, I can bear it all, As long as you don't confuse me."

The man's head moved slightly, and after a while, he said helplessly in a hoarse voice, "Little fool, if I care about your face and I'm not interested in you enough, I can still like to kiss you so much, can I still kiss you so much now? Pressure on you and unwilling to leave?"

Zhenliang pouted with emotion, "Slick tongue, if you are really interested in me, how can you stay away under the effect of the charm medicine? You just despise my ugly appearance."

Ansan raised his head slightly, looked deeply into Zhen Liangshui's misty eyes, and continued to say in a hoarse voice, "Believe it or not, I can't see your ugliness at all, I can only see you getting more and more ugly. The more beautiful it is."

It was so beautiful that he wanted to cherish and love her even more, but at the same time he wanted to destroy her crazily.