Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 187 Still Satisfied?
Yang Lihe originally planned to share the same room with Yan Zitong, and the two sisters wanted to have a private chat.

Seeing Yan Zitong being slammed against the wall by a tall and strong man, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, without saying a word, and said to Yan Zitong, "I wish you Good luck and sex" hooligan eyes.A very interesting one turned and left.

When he left, there was still an evil smile on his face, and those beautiful eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.

It was as if she saw such a beautiful and heavy drama.

Well, this is normal.In the head of the goblin, the picture is always several grades more explosive than others.

Seeing such a scene now, if she didn't make up her mind a few times, she would be so sorry for her coquettish and coquettish style.

Yan Zitong's mind was a little blank at the moment, and his eyes were like ink, looking directly at the man who was less than a fist away from her.

His eagle-like pulse, burning like a torch, just stared at her unblinkingly, burning like a raging fire.

The fiery and hot breath sprayed on her face, sweeping every cell of her.The familiar feeling drilled into her nasal cavity and hit her whole body.

Her hands were clasped on the walls on both sides by his big palms, and his fingers were interlaced with hers, and there was a vague roughness in the palms.

The whole body was squeezed by his heavy and hard chest like a wall, as if she wanted to embed her whole body into his body.

Yan Zitong felt that she was almost suffocated by him, and wanted to break free, but she was completely powerless to resist and parry.

She was like a fish on a drilling board, allowing him to chop it into pieces.

"Where did you go?" His deep voice sounded, in her ear, it was like the melodious sound of a human cello, plucking every string in her body.

As he opened his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol came.

Just now, she smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, but when he opened his mouth to speak, the smell of alcohol became stronger.

With such a strong smell of alcohol, how much alcohol did he drink?
She frowned slightly, staring at him, "You..."

"Why is the phone turned off?" She was about to ask, "Why are you here?" He said again, looking at her almost questioningly.

Shut down?

Yan Zitong paused slightly, is her phone turned off?
"Maybe it's out of power." She said uncertainly.

Because of being squeezed heavily by him, she seemed a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't help moving her body.

Originally wanted to push his chest away with his hands, but his hands were clasped by him, unable to move at all, he could only use his body to express his discomfort at the moment.

Then her uncomfortable movement became a spark.

He lowered his head abruptly, his lips were grabbed, and the domineering and punishing kisses hit him overwhelmingly.Don't give her a chance to breathe, just destroy her.

"Hmm..." Yan Zitong protested in a low voice, trying to reach out to push him, but his hands were tightly clasped by him, unable to move at all.

The strong and long legs clamped her tightly, clasped her hands and moved up slowly, and then clasped her hands on top of her head, using only his big palm to hold her hands firmly.

The free right hand tugged at the clothes on her body.

It's already cold in December.

When I went out, I wore a thin cotton.I didn't expect to see him as soon as I came back, and he moved so fast.The thin cotton coat she was wearing hadn't been taken off yet.

Furthermore, at this moment, with the heater turned on in the room, coupled with his fiery and lingering movements, Yan Zitong felt as if his whole body was in a raging fire, almost being ignited.

Her face was hot, sweat was bubbling off her back, and thin beads oozed from her forehead. Even her palms were wet. She even felt that her forehead was starting to smoke.

I haven't seen each other for a week, although in her opinion, the two are in a cold war and confrontation, and they haven't said a word.

However, I have to admit that she misses him and misses him.

This moment, when he appeared in front of her, greeted her with such fanatical behavior.

Yan Zitong only felt that his body was hot and burning, just like the frame was roasting on the fire, and his whole body was smoking.

She felt that she was almost out of breath, but he still didn't intend to let go.

Like a fish out of water, she let him do whatever he wanted.I almost forgot to take a breath.His mind is full of his smell, burning like fire.

Finally, when she was about to suffocate, he realized his conscience and let go of her lips.

She was gasping for breath "huhu", but her whole body was limp, leaning against his body weakly, as soft as if there were no bones.

He let go of the left hand that was holding her wrist, put his arms around her waist, and let all her body's strength pour on her.

Then he pecked lightly on her lips, not as domineering and coercive as before, but with a touch of tenderness and pity.

Looking at her eyes, it is soft enough to drip water, but it does not lose the deep desire and satisfaction.

Yes, contentment and joy.

At this moment, the feeling of holding her in his arms was so real and comfortable.

It's like getting the whole world.

In the past week, without her by his side, he had trouble sleeping and eating, and he didn't know how to eat.

He was used to having her by his side, and fell asleep with her arms around him every night, with her warmth in his arms.Suddenly everything that belonged to her was gone, and he thought he could adapt.

But, it is actually so difficult.

At night, when I close my eyes, all I see in my mind is her face.

That petite figure seemed to have been engraved in his bones, and it couldn't be erased or waved away.

So, after forcing himself for a week, he couldn't bear it anymore.I just want to hold her in my arms and make love to her to death.

Both of them's clothes were in a mess, and the sweater on Yan Zitong's body had been lifted up high, revealing her skin like creamy jade.

The lavender-colored Bra has a more romantic vision.

He was also not much better, the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his muscular, wheat-colored skin, tempting her eyes.

My mouth was dry and my throat was on fire.

She lowered her head, not daring to meet his eyes that were as hot as a soldering iron furnace.

However, this action of looking down has another meaning.

Her eyes were full of his tents that were pitched high, and all the restricted-rated pictures flashed in her mind.

"Satisfied? Huh?" His low and extremely magnetic voice came from above his head.

(End of this chapter)