Fairy Cries Only At Night

"Mr. Li, it's my fault. Your adult has a lot of knowledge. Don't be common with Qingqing." Li Yan moved out of mother Jin, and I wanted to stay here, so I had to compromise.

"Mr. Li, don't be angry. Qingqing, I will be fine! Don't worry."

I didn't speak, I hung my eyes, like a cat with sharp claws cut off, without any attack.

"Why don't I let another girl serve you?"

"No, you go down."

"OK."

"Qingqing, if anything happens to you, don't blame your mother for not reading old love!"

Kim's mother said this when she left. I didn't speak, but my low eyes showed my answer.

The box was quiet again. Li Yan looked at me with a smile like a successful general.

"Li always wants Qingqing to do something, you say." I lowered my voice and said with my sweet smile when I treated the guests.

"Come here."

I walked over to stop in front of Li Yan and lowered my eyebrows.

Suddenly, a strong force came from my waist. I bumped into Li Yan's arms, and then I heard his low evil voice.

"Dance."

Although I'm a drinker, the last thing I want is to serve Li Yan. Dancing is the same and drinking is the same, but I just can't do it.

But now it's different. Mom Kim has warned me.

"Well, Mr. Li, let go of Qingqing first. It's hard to jump in your arms." I smiled shyly and pushed him.

And I kept telling myself in my heart that this is a guest, this is a guest

"Oh? I remember you jumped in my arms last time."

My body was stiff. A few seconds later, the exciting music sounded. I looked at Li Yan, who was only a centimeter away from me. The corner of my mouth was hooked, his hands loosely put on his neck, his red lips close to his ears, and whispered, "since President Li likes this dance, it's green."

I found a dance by accident recently. It is said that it was danced by a favorite imperial concubine of the Pharaoh of ancient Egypt.

The favorite princess is a mute. She can't speak, but she can say it at the ball and with a smile.

The pharaoh was fascinated by her and almost gave up, but the favorite imperial concubine was strange. She didn't want to be an imperial concubine, so she wanted to be an imperial concubine.

But since ancient times, the beauty was so unlucky that the favorite imperial concubine disappeared after her last dance.

Some say she went to heaven, others say she died. Anyway, there are many rumors.

I haven't seen her dance, but I saw future generations jump out. Although it's not so divine as rumored, I still probably understand the reason why Pharaoh spoiled her.

Dancing is like a goblin. It's beautiful, pure, demon and confused.

Most people can't turn their eyes, but I think there's something missing.

Then, I learned and kept jumping in front of the mirror. I finally knew what was missing.

every twinkle and smile.

So I jumped and practiced countless times in front of the mirror until I was immersed in what I saw. I knew I had learned.

But I want to show Jin Yan this dance. I want to tell him my feelings with my dance.

But with Li Yan, my dance is not affectionate, but the world of mortals.

Li Yan lazily approached the sofa. His right hand was like the wings of a ROC on the back of the chair, and his left hand was not loose or tight on my waist.

I smiled, and my body wrapped around him like a vine, sometimes close, sometimes far, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow.

At first I was restrained, but as I immersed myself in the joy of dancing, I really became a goblin and became presumptuous.

I untied Li Yan's clothes and kissed him like a feather, but I didn't really kiss him. It's just that too close leads to the illusion of breathing.

I watched the skin shrink in front of me and gradually tighten up. I giggled.

When he was in prison, Jiang Li told me that men think with their lower body. I don't understand what he meant. I also refuted him loudly. Why do you think with your lower body? Psychosis!

At this time, Jiang Li looked at me with special gossip eyes and asked me if I had anything to do with Jin Yan.

I was 14 years old when I was in prison. Jin Yan and I were 13 years old. How could it be *?

We haven't even kissed.

But in Jiang Li's eyes, children can be born at the age of 12, not to mention 14.

My most direct reaction at that time was to slap him and yell that Jin Yan was not such a person.

But Jiang Li just left me a meaningful smile.

At that time, I didn't understand the smile, but I felt angry. Now, I was pressed on the cold glass table by Li Yan. When he hissed my clothes and savagely plundered my lips, I suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Li Yan is so proud. I said such arrogant and heartless words last time. How could he kiss me?

I'm a lady in his eyes. I still sell it.

I woke up. The pain on my body made me want to swear, but who is Li Yan? He not only sealed my lips, but also controlled my legs. He also had experience this time. He didn't let me take anything to hit him. My hand was pressed behind her.

I immediately told the sheep to be slaughtered that he would cut wherever he wanted.

I was completely revived. I twisted my body and shook my head to get rid of Li Yan's kiss.

I wanted to scold him and scold him severely, but I couldn't hide. Not only that, he raised my head and forced me to lean back so that he could kiss him deeper.

I'm going crazy, but I think Li Yan is more crazy than me.

Because I feel like I'm suffering from eighteen kinds of torture all over my body.

Moreover, I can't cry out for my pain, but I'm going to die.

Damn Li Yan, how big is his vital capacity!

Just when I thought I would die from kissing, Li Yan let me go. I gasped quickly, as if I had tuberculosis.

But before I could breathe smoothly, Li Yan put my legs on his waist, and I was trembled by a burning heat.

Scared shouted, "Li Yan, stop it!"

Li Yan heard my words and fiercely mentioned me. I was pressed onto the sofa by him from the table, and he and I became close.

I looked at Li Yan's black eyes, and the * surging inside was like a flood opening the gate. If it goes on like this, I must be finished today.

Suddenly, there was a picture in my mind. I no longer struggled. I smiled and said, "Li always likes to use what others have used?"

Li Yan is proud. He doesn't even want Li Rumei to touch it. How can he touch something used by others.

Indeed, Li Yan stopped. A pair of black eyes looked at me with cold loving light. I still looked at him with a smile.

At ordinary times, I dare not look at Li Yan, but now, somehow, I have infinite courage. I not only dare to look at him, but also dare to hold his neck and say what I don't care, "Li always has a special hobby, Qingqing understands."

I teased and leaned my lips to kiss him, but when I was about to kiss him, I was fiercely pushed away by Li Yan, my waist knocked at the corner of the table, and my tears came out of the pain.