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Jun's face was cold and tight under the dazzling white light. He saw her bare shoulder and clavicle, and clearly smelled the smell from her body. It was a shower gel with rose flavor, which was irresistible.

Thin lips as white as paper, muyanchen's thick eyelashes closed, but suddenly something soft attacked his lips.

Deep cold eyes suddenly raised! He saw her face approaching.

At the moment, her soft arms were encircling his neck, and there was a pale despair in her clear water eyes, but she stubbornly kisses his lips. She couldn't get to the point. The tip of her tongue pressed against his teeth and looked in.

Mu Yanchen closed her teeth, but she was overwhelmed by the pitiful and bewilderment on her face. When she was let in, the strong electric current filled her mouth along the tip of her tongue and ran to four limbs and hundreds of skeletons!

In a trance, he almost fell down and entangled with her softness. However, at that moment, he was woken up by a huge sense of guilt. His big palms clasped her waist and separated them from each other. His handsome face was as white as paper.

"Lan Xi, do you know what you are doing?"

Lan River gently supported his shoulder, water eyes with despair sadness, gently nodded: "know."

Finish saying that she deceives the body to go up again, soft lip pastes him: "elder brother, don't you want tonight?"

Mu Yanchen's eyes are as insidious as ice. Her heart is stabbed by her simplest sentence with blood dripping. The pain is irresistible Her soft touch came again, kissing him. Her young and beautiful body had just taken a bath. Wearing a thin nightdress, she strongly impacted his vision. However, he felt as if he was in an ice cave, frozen, and did not dare to touch her.

"Lan Xi, get up..." He pressed down the boiling pain in his chest and said in a hoarse voice.

Get up.

Don't tempt him or remind him how guilty and embarrassed he is in front of her simplicity.

Lanxi is like a demon, can't kiss his teeth. Her long eyelashes droop, her hand directly slides down his shirt and falls to his waist. Her little hand touches the belt he buckles, "pa!" It has to be undone. She knew how dangerous and terrifying she was, talking to her closest father across a telephone line, but she couldn't tell her situation.

So, brother, listen to my despair, OK?

The wrist was roughly seized, not to let her go further, ear is a hidden anger low roar: "Lanxi

This exclamation made Lan Xi feel like a burning fire in his heart, burning slowly. The pain was getting deeper. His eyes were simple and blurred, with a little tear. He hooked his neck and kissed his Adam's apple.

She remembered that he was blocking her breathing and her groaning last night. She was in pain, but she couldn't say a word.

Mu Yanchen was forced to look up, with a sense of quickness, comfort and overwhelming guilt, which crushed him down.

It's going to be crazy.

Just a little, he was going crazy with her recklessness.

Lanxi stretched out his hand to untie his buttons and zippers, and his small hand trembled slightly to release the huge and terrible giant object. It was so big and hot that she wanted to retreat, but she reached out and held it tightly.

The last string in Mu Yanchen's mind suddenly breaks!

"Brother, don't you want me..." She held his head in her arms, her soft hair fell down and wrapped him, and her soft lips gently covered his ear.

Then she lifted her eyes, clear water eyes with endless pale, looking at the ceiling, gently straightened the body.

Mu Yanchen suddenly opened his eyes and finally realized what she was doing!

"Lan Xi stops --" he ordered coldly, trying to suppress the shaking in his voice, suppressing his sin, heartache, and weak pleading. He clenched her waist to stop her, "you will die of pain!"

Tears flickered, and she bit her lips and looked at the ceiling, choking: "no pain."

Her brain is very painful, and her heart is also very painful, so she hopes that something can take her out of the hopeless situation. The bite wound on her lip is split again. She is stabbed in her heart. Her small hand gently entangles his thick hair. She bends her head and sticks the lip flap to his lips. She lets gravity bring herself to the most painful hell. Her face is white and her voice is hoarse: "I just want to know, brother, What was your mood when you possessed me so hard yesterday... "

How much do you love me so much that you can drag me to such a hell?

Muyan Chenjun's face turned white, and there was something in his mind that exploded and broke out.

What is your mood when you possess me?

All day.

She was calm with a trace of fear, a trace of resentment. When she wanted to kill him and couldn't bear to look at it, he wanted to give himself a knife more than anyone else!

As long as she doesn't look at him like that, only for her not so sad, not so painful!

He didn't want to invade her again.

I don't want to see her crying out in pain, but she can't resist it!

But she wanted to remind him of what kind of bird and beast had done to her unforgivable things.…… She has to be so forced.

The sweat on his forehead wet his thick eyelashes. His eyes were covered with blood, scarlet as blood. Mu Yanchen opened his eyes and saw her face, which was pale with pain but continued to move in tears. He asked him again and again, what is your mood?

His mood, like a completely black pool, can no longer be washed clean.

Suddenly, he hugged her waist and controlled her falling strength, so that she would not hurt so much. Mu Yanchen turned over and laid her down on the sofa. The document swept to the ground and made a clattering sound!

With scarlet eyes staring at her, mu Yanchen gently pressed her head with his palm, and his thumb pushed away the broken hair in front of her forehead. In his extremely hoarse voice, he said, "do you want to know what my mood is?" The Lan River Take a good look at me, and don't move from now on Look at how I love... "

Watch how he exhausts his conscience and life in love.

With her bloody eyes closed, mu Yanchen bowed down and kissed her lips in her attentive eyes, gently kissing her with the most loving gesture, from the shallow to the deep, without covering up the emotion on her face.

He wants her to clearly see his most desperate love, his uncontrollable desire. Hope, he wants to stop but can't stop struggling, and every time he has her Go to hell and sink into a deeper pain!!

Pale, inch by inch on his face, accompanied by sweat, love, desire, and the destruction of heaven and earth of despair and love.

Lan Xi in his arms will certainly look at, looking at his face, a drop of hot tears down the corner of his eye.

She knows.

She always knew that he would not feel better than her, but she didn't dare to see it. She was afraid that she would not give up and could not bear to see it!

Tears more and more, she wanted to continue to look, but the lower body tear like pain again, she murmured, pain slightly trembling, looking up to hide.

Mu Yanchen's heart, mercilessly painful!

Resisting the impulse to invade her wildly, he stopped and bent down to kiss her earlobe, followed by the sensitive belt behind her ear. When thin lips were imprinted on her neck, she shrank, shaking like withered leaves. He fastened the back of her head to keep her from moving. The hot and humid kiss was lingering on her shoulder and nibbled on her white skin.

The people under him sobbed and trembled violently, whimpering and whining like little animals.

Mu Yanchen action continues.

Lanxi No more pain.

With the shoulder strap off and full exposed to the light, the bright red flower clearly stimulates people's eyes. When he kisses it, Lanxi can't stand it. He is afraid of such a complete exposure of love under soberness.

"Brother..." She called to him with a cry.

"I'm here." Mu Yanchen endured the thin sweat on her forehead and vowed not to let her feel pain any more. Her deep eyes were on her face, and the palm gently rubbed her hair to comfort her.

When the sharpest point was stimulated, she shook, sobbed and bit her lower lip!

Mu Yanchen suppresses her, the finger starts to move.

As if the sharpest sense of touch was constantly being teased, until the touch became numb and itchy, and her thin sweat almost soaked her nightdress. She began to wriggle and sob impatiently and put her hands on his shoulder to ask him to stop.

"I don't want to..."

Lanxi pale face full of tears, crying out: "brother, I don't want to!"

She regretted, regret such provocation and provocation, which is more painful than pain, more unbearable!

"Don't move." His voice was low, soft and irresistible, and his strength gradually increased.

The shaking began to become violent. She struggled to bite her lips, resisting the explosion of comfort in her body. Finally, when he severely kisses her lips, it explodes in her mind.

The whimper was swallowed between the lips and tongue.

The fatal tightening almost made mu Yanchen crazy. He took a breath of cold air with a pale and handsome face. He pried open her teeth and fiercely kissed him in. His palm tightened her waist!

The tearing pain finally eased. It was no longer so painful.

The two figures overlapped on the sofa are sensitive enough to stimulate people's vision and sense organs. The skin is intertwined with each other. The disparity of body shape and the taboo of identity make people see blood spurting. The red mark on Lanxi's body is replaced by a new round of fingerprints. The strength and strength of the sprint is beyond her endurance range. He resists between his lips, but he never stops.

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