The man pressed her against the glass and chewed her lips punitively

The big palm slid down from her, wound around her back, zipped the skirt and pulled it off completely.

He breathed quickly, kissing down her lips, chin, neck, clavicle.

Listening to the familiar singing, the tall body squatted down according to her

"Don't hurt..." Shen Enron was drunk unconscious, but her honest response made her voice involuntarily cry.

Then the lifted body hung on him, and her legs subconsciously tightened around his waist.

"Good." He mercilessly pressed her against the glass. Yu Guangli looked at the two figures on the glass, as if they were reflected in the night scene of the city, "do you know who I am? En? Answer me."

She didn't understand why he asked such questions again and again

Isn't he yeshengting?

Besides yeshengting, can there be anyone else?

The silence again aroused some sensitivity in his heart.

Even if you know she's drunk, you can't allow yourself to be regarded as someone else.

"Shen Enron!" He bit her lip and began to untie the belt. "Tell me, who kissed you now?"

Shen Enron slowly opened his eyes, looked at the face close in front of him, and hugged him with his hands around his neck, "Sheng Ting at night..."

The feeling of having it again made him desperate to kiss her and possess her.

As if this is the only way to prove with strong senses that it is true rather than illusory.

Different from the last strong resistance.

The drunk woman, as he expected, kept hooking out the impulse in his heart.

The storm of love Q tide finally completely occupied his anger for her.

??????

Shen Enron was half dreaming and half awake.

It feels like a trance.

Like, it's still a C dream?

She held the man tightly and wrapped her hands and feet around him. This long lost intimacy made her feel a little stable and didn't want the dream to end prematurely.

In the Nordic bedroom, most of the sun is covered outside the landing window.

On the big bed, the man awakened by the sun looked at the woman who entangled him like an octopus.

She's not awake yet.

He put his palm on her waist, moved her slightly, moved her to her body, and sat up slowly.

The man leaned against the back of the bed and held the woman lying on his body lazily.

She was so drunk last night that he got a late satisfaction.

Unfortunately, it's a little too short.

His low voice slowly opened, "don't wake up, when are you going to hold it?"

The woman who slept soundly because of fatigue frowned.

"Pretend to sleep?"

????????????

She was confused by the familiar magnetic voice in her ear.

What happened?

"Miss Mu!" He deliberately emphasized these three words in his tone, swinging a trace of a smile, "wake me up, and you continue to pretend to sleep. Interesting?"

Shen Enron slowly opened his eyes.

She was weak and tired, but she didn't want to move.

What you see is a man's naked chest.

Her face was close and hot.

Miss mu?

She looked up.

On the man's dark and deep eyes.

He sat lazily against the bed, while she held him in a straddle position, lying on him, her legs wrapped around his waist

Shen Enron's brain is down!

Before she was completely sure whether it was a dream or a reality, the familiar handsome face approached

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