His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

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Shang Mo: "..."

He knew, of course, that he should be very angry, but she looked at him with a smile, so gentle and beautiful, even if he was unhappy again, there was no slight anger.

Looking down, he kissed her lips again.

Mo Feifei didn't step back this time, and looked up to meet him, green and astringent.

But kissing alone was not enough. The depressive desire in his body erupted like a volcano. He mentioned Mofei's waist, his body turned, pressed her to the bed, and kissed her fiercely.

All languages ​​are pale and shallow at the moment.

Only the movement of the body can strongly tell his affection and his love.

Mo Feifei felt his mess and felt his possessiveness.

The whole person seemed to be placed in boiling water, and she felt like she was going to boil. His hands fell on her, every time it seemed to be entangled in the bones.

Something dripped in the heart lake, rippling, her hand unconsciously caught Shang Mo's neck, and twisted impatiently under him, as if a plant growing in the desert, was expecting the nectar to fall.

She could only twist her body impatiently and hummed, "... Shang Mo ... I'm upset."

She needed him to move, but he only quietly enjoyed the tightness.

Seeing her winking eyes begging for mercy, Shang Mo looked at her, raised her right hand, hooked her chin, and kissed her lips: "I like how you feel uncomfortable under you ..." Then, Moved.

She was a little angry afterwards, hugged her from behind, pressed her, leaned against her ear and said, "Not enough."

Mo Feifei was lying on Shang Mo's arm, lying on her side, and the people behind her were clinging to her. She turned back and looked at him in distress, "You still have the energy to come again."

"Don't say it once ..." He tossed her fiercely, kissed him in her ears, and exhaled Rulan's breath. "Ten times more ... to get you, OK!"

Could Feifei feel stunned.

Shang Mo is an evil demon who can seduce into the devil, and can only follow him.

Willingly!

His left hand held her right hand, intertwined with her fingers, and kissed her lips tightly.

She couldn't get back and forth, with a hint of discomfort in her body.

This time I feel different from last time.

It's not terrible to encounter immortals, nor is it terrible to encounter demons.

It's really scary to meet a double-sided man like a fairy.

Could it be humming impatiently, and reached out and hugged him.

I want to appease, but ...

Suddenly she thought a word, a woman wants a man to moisturize ...

The bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, and it turned out to be yellow. There were several times when he woke up, but his rhythm woke her up again.

He was a bit uncontrollable, a little crazy, and sourness filled his eyes, and he felt inexplicable.

Feeling her little temper, he leaned over and coaxed in her ear: "You're going abroad, you can't pamper me yet."

Could Feifei keep her posture still, but her heart softened.

"Feier, Feier ..." He called her name lightly, and came out of his teeth with a lingering smell of kisses, falling on her shoulders, behind her back.

"... Do you like me calling you like this?"

"Or do you prefer me to call you Feifei?"

"What pose do you like?"

"Need more tenderness?"