His Long Love

"No matter who teases, it will enjoy it?" The tongue of season evening boat is turning on her flat and tight abdomen circle, "Mrs. season says this, return really hurt a person."

"Ah..." Meng Qingge can't help but cry, and the stomach came to bursts of numbness, crisp and itching, but let her dodge.

He was clearly infuriated by her, and wanted to enter her immediately and hit her fiercely, so that she could know that no one could replace him casually.

But still patient, give her gentle or domineering tease, she has always been sensitive, he knows, and where her sensitive point, he also knows.

After a while, Meng Qingge's is wet in a mess, even if the mouth is still trying to be brave.

"Ah..." He suddenly entered, let her can't help but cry out, voice charming, with hook people's temptation, "don't..."

"No?" Season evening boat this time is not as slow as usual, but quickly collided up, "Mrs. Ji is still so fond of duplicity."

"Ah No Ah! Don't Stop Meng Qingge's voice was shattered.

Women's voices and men's voices are entangled in the dark.

The house full of love, until the early morning.

On the first floor bedroom of Jijia villa, Feng Shumo is waiting for Ji minhuai with his tongue.

Her mouth was small and tight, her tongue was flexible and powerful, and she was swallowing.

Ji minhuai was so comfortable that he called out, and then urged, "hurry up, hurry up!"

Feng Shumo sped up the action on his mouth and made a wordy effort. Ji minhuai didn't bear it any more, so he released it in her mouth.

Feng Shumo vomited the thick liquid from his mouth on the paper, threw it into the garbage basket, and then lay back on the bed, retracted into Ji min Huai's arms, and asked in a flattering tone, "is the master comfortable?"

Ji Minhuai gently held her soft, "comfortable, hard."

"It's not hard work. Just be comfortable." Feng Shumo's hand drew a circle on Ji minhuai's chest, "master, I want to move out."

Ji minhuai listened, frowned, and looked at Feng Shumo, "eh? What's the matter? "

Feng Shumo immediately made a look of grievance, "I am pregnant now, you know, Mengyao and I have always been incompatible."

"I can't sleep well these days. I've been dreaming that our children are crying for help. I'm..." Feng Shumo said here, tears were left in his eyes, and his voice choked, "I'm afraid Mengyao will harm me Harm our children... "

Ji minhuai listen, quickly pacify, patting her back, "will not, don't think blindly, Yao'er is not so bad, she is still a child."

"Why not?" Feng Shumo's tone slightly raised, "master, did you forget the last time she sent someone to harm Meng Qingge? But it took me a lot of time to keep this thing down. "

"This..." Ji minhuai frowned and hesitated. It was not good for Feng Shumo to move out. First, it was because she was pregnant, and he didn't want to let the outside world know about her pregnancy for the time being. Because he was not sure whether the child belonged to him or Ji Yao, he could not publicize, "you can live at home and let Yao'er move out for a while."

When Feng Shumo heard this, he was pleased, but his face made a look of embarrassment, "will she agree to let her move out? Why don't I go out and live... "

"I told her to pick her up when the baby is stable." Ji min Huai turned off the light, "OK, it's late, go to bed."

In the dark, Feng Shumo's face appeared a smile after success, and then the hot and humid kiss fell on Ji minhuai's chest and went down.

"Hiss..." Ji minhuai comfortable voice, "mischievous."

Feng Shumo kisses harder. "It's good for you to be comfortable. You can't have a roommate three months before your pregnancy, so you can't let the master feel aggrieved..."