Lie down, my dear wife

The light in Zuo ruowei's eyes is like a successful little fox. There is a trace of mischief in his cunning. It seems that he doesn't care about anything. His thin lip gently bites the man's skin. At the beginning, it is gentle, gradually aggravating from light to deep entanglement.

But Su Qingcheng couldn't move. Under such torture, his had already begun to fluctuate, and even had the feeling that he had to rush at her regardless, but he endured it in order to indulge her such a little trick.

"Su Su, I ask you a question and you must answer it." Zuo ruowei's voice has an unspeakable taste, which makes people fall and fluctuate in their heart.

Even if he was blindfolded, he seemed to see the light in her eyes.

"Ask..." Su Qingcheng spoke, his voice was hoarse, even with a trace of desire.

"What to do, but I can't ask directly, so it's too easy for you to answer. I'll write it on you, and you answer me again. If you answer well, I'll untie your silk scarf." Zuo ruowei's lips filled with a smile. She fully knows that Su Qingcheng let her, so she can make such an inch.

"Little villain." Su Qingcheng naturally knew what she wanted to write questions on him. Of course, it was a deadly seduction.

"I'm bad!" Zuo ruowei replied without modesty. She pulled up the corners of her lips, coughed and reminded, "so... I'm going to start writing!"

Then Zuo ruowei stretched out his fingertip and wrote a word on Su Qingcheng's chest, the collision between skin and skin; Hot and cold crisscross in an instant, especially the person on his body is Zuo ruowei. Who can refuse such temptation?

Even at this time of seeing color and feeling confused, Su Qingcheng still read the first word written by Zuo ruowei.

"You," he said quickly.

"By the way, the next word." Zuo ruowei is not so good. He has been bad. With a baby alone now, Su Qingcheng didn't dare to beat her. Zuo ruowei's fingertip slowly slipped onto his lower abdomen, turned a circle and began to write.

"Love."

"Yes." Zuo Ruo Wei's eyes flashed a slight light.

However, when she touched Su Qingcheng, she could already feel his skin burning. As soon as her cold fingertips touched it, she could clearly see his green tendons emerging slightly, as if with great endurance.

Zuo ruowei continues, and then slowly goes down

To the inverted triangle.

Su Qingcheng's figure is really good. Zuo ruowei sat down a little and touched his abdominal muscles before continuing to write.

"I..." soon, Su Qingcheng read the third word.

"How clever." Zuo ruowei praised her sincerely. After all, Su Qingcheng is also a man and one of the thinking animals in the lower body. Being able to bear is nothing more than giving her willful capital.

"Then it's the last word." Zuo ruowei's face always floating a faint smile. She rarely does such things as picking and teasing, but once she tries, she has a feeling of addiction and can't stop if she wants to stop.

Zuo ruowei's fingertip slowly went down and directly to the place where animals and animals were driving... She never thought she was so bold, but in the situation at this moment, she stretched out her fingertip and touched it gently.

Just after touching, the man under him heard a dull hum: "hum..."

It was like how hard it was to endure, but the dull hum aroused Zuo ruowei's pleasure. She said, "this is the last word!"

Zuo ruowei just wrote a few strokes, and his bad little hand was caught.

Su Qingcheng certainly knows what she wrote.

Do you love me?

Why?!

idiot!

Su Qingcheng directly tore away the silk scarf covering his eyes.

Before Zuo ruowei finished writing this word, Su Qingcheng held her hand. She couldn't move any way she wanted. She could only slightly open her lips and look at Su Qingcheng with narrow eyes. His eyes were full of impulse to do that kind of thing.

"I haven't finished writing..." Zuo ruowei said half, and his whole body was reversed by Su Qingcheng. Just for a moment, their position was reversed again, and Zuo ruowei changed from the person above to the one below!

Nevertheless, Su Qingcheng was still cautious, worried about pressing her stomach.

"Tiny, where did you learn this game?" Su Qingcheng bit Zuo ruowei's lip.

"Self created." Zuo ruowei was very proud.

Su Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, "I can only answer your question with action."

Zuo ruowei opened his watery eyes and looked innocent, "I prefer to listen to oral answers..."

As soon as the voice fell, she felt that her clothes were torn. The scene was full of beautiful pictures, breathing alternately, and their heat rose at this moment.

The foreplay was enough just now. Su Qingcheng couldn't wait to break in directly.

Young master Su, who has always been calm, was like an animal in bed. This moment was full of thousands of attachment, but it was so direct and clear.

At this moment, Zuo ruowei was in a trance.

She felt that her eyes were dark and she couldn't see anything. In her head, she held out her hand and there was a panic in her eyes.

"Susu... Susu... No."

She can't see. Why can't she see anything!

Su Qingcheng was satisfied. How could she easily let Zuo ruowei go? She thought she was shy, especially the pain at this moment. She stroked her forehead directly. Her pure black hair had been wet with sweat, and her eyes had no luster.

"Get up!" Zuo ruowei said in a flustered voice.

"Good, wait a minute and it won't hurt." Su Qingcheng's heart was soft and comforted in a soft voice.

"My eyes are dark!" Zuo ruowei said this, and his voice was trembling.

Su Qingcheng's eyes suddenly changed. He immediately withdrew from the, wrapped Zuo ruowei in a quilt, wrapped her in his arms, and pressed her head to prevent her from looking at other things.

"Slightly... I turned off the light. I turned off the light." Su Qingcheng never felt so flustered in his heart. He didn't notice Zuo ruowei's eyes just now. Now he thought about what she just said, and his heart sank.

"It's not turning off the lights, it's dark in front of me..." Zuo ruowei was stuffy in Su Qingcheng's arms, but she could also feel the instant panic just now. That panic was a kind of fear.

Su Qingcheng put his chin on the left hair ground, and his heart was slightly cold. His slender hand was stroked her back, as if comforting, "go to sleep first. I won't touch you tonight. Maybe when I wake up tomorrow, everything is a dream."