After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Ben Qing, who was still kissing Yan Ge's eyebrows, was stiff.

But before he responded, Yange continued to say, "I can't be a little princess now, and I don't want to be a plaything anymore. I think I might be a good queen mother."

Her voice was soft and soft.

Whispering is like whispering to his lover.

He had previously felt itching physically and mentally and just wanted to hang around with her.

But now, it looks like a pot of cold water.

Cold downright.

plaything?

She couldn't make it, and felt that in his eyes she was a plaything.

He was so full of blood that he seemed to be angry.

The hand clasping her waist tightened unknowingly.

He wants to speak.

But I couldn't say a word.

She pursed her lips and stared at her coldly.

Yan Ge laughed lowly, and her voice was low: "A Qing, wouldn't you? Then when would you be willing? When you marry your wife, or when I am old?

She clasped his neck with her hands, and laughed, but tears came from her eyes.

She looked at him. In the watery eyes, there was a feeling of sadness and obsession: "A Qing, let me go, okay."

"I haven't begged anyone, but when my mother was dying, I begged her not to leave me."

"Now, I beg you."

"A Qing, let go of Yang Yang."

Her delicate, soft arms hooked his neck, as if all his soul was caught.

There seemed to be a heavy accumulation of water in his heart that made him breathless, but his throat was tight and no sound could be heard.

He stared at her unflickeringly, watching her delicate lips open and close.

After a long while, his throat rolled, and he said dumbly, "OK."

"The last time," he said.

He trembled his fingers to untie her lace.

Fearing she refused, he lowered his head and blocked her lips.

Fortunately, she did not refuse.

The soft body seemed to trickle him.

The mania in his heart was gradually healed, gradually sinking, forgetting tonight and tonight.

Lips and teeth were tangled, and the clothes fell to the ground.

The woman's groaning gradually became lower and higher, and gradually, it became an uncontrollable gasp.

Most of the men who look ascetic and cold are basically very warm and brutal in bed.

Xue Qing is really cruel.

Like a wolf, it doesn't give the song a bit of breathing room at all.

Of course, it may also be because you felt that at the last moment you had to go back to sleep, so it was so intense.

Under the bauhinia tree, the two men tossed till dusk.

Yan Ge has fallen asleep and tired.

Only Xue Qing, holding Yange in her arms, looked like a peerless treasure, slowly touching her body with her fingers, her eyes stunned.

This song of sleep, sleep sweet black sweet.

When she woke up, there was still a moment of blankness.

But immediately, she remembered that she and Xue Qing had an affair ...

Oh, it ’s not cheating, it ’s a deal.

Yan Ge got up in a hurry.

What time is it

She still has to go back to the palace?

When he sat up, he found that Xue Qing was still asleep.

Why did this man sleep?

Yan Ge reached out and pushed Xue Qing: "What about my clothes?"

She was naked, and there was no shadow of clothes in the room.

Pushed by Yange, Xue Qing woke up, he sat up and looked at Yange in amazement.

Yan Ge glanced at him, and at the end, glanced again.

Why did I sleep for a while, and felt that Xue Qing had changed.