Love revenge: wife's mask

Qin Yijie always believed that he was the leader in the struggle with the swing. He guided her and led her from one stage to the next. In fact, this is not the way Qin Yijie likes. As love, in his definition, he tends to be rough and fanatical. Maybe it is related to his character and experience. Whenever he occupies a woman, He always hopes to complete it in the most primitive and barbaric way. At that moment, he can imagine that he is a high king, attacking the city and plundering the stronghold, a kind of wanton and arrogant vent.

That's the real him. In his bones, Qin Yijie believes that in this regard, he is completely a beast. He likes this way. Whenever he thinks of the women who used to be beside him, they are like a rattlesnake. Qin Yijie is always inexplicably excited when he thinks of these.

Suddenly thought of Fang Manshi

It's also a strange feeling. Qin Yijie doesn't understand why he thought of the woman he should have forgotten when he was holding the swing. Did Fang Manshi give himself the feeling of the swing?

In the chaos, Qin Yijie thought of himself and Fang Manshi. In his memory, her lips are always cold, and the sweat on the tip of her nose looks like beads under the lamp. As long as an experienced man sees the expression on her face, he should see that she has been completely conquered. Qin Yijie is a very experienced man, and this sense of Conquest can always make him proud and happy.

Fang Manshi was always breathing, half closed his eyes and smiled proudly at him. The slightly raised red lips looked like peach blossoms. The smile was light and light, and it was like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It had already invaded every part of the body. Qin Yijie was always confused. He couldn't tell who conquered whom from the beginning to the end.

But he likes such strong interweaving and possession, not as slow and gentle as now and the swing. He has a feeling of being unable to stop. The hand around the swing's waist slowly began to exert force, and the lips swimming at the edge of her neck began to be restless and hasty.

It was obvious that the swing Ning could not resist Qin Yijie's fierce attack. She made a slow voice in her mouth and raised her head involuntarily. Her undulating chest could see how much she invested and expected now. All this fell into Qin Yijie's eyes and appropriately turned into a powerful medicine. His was completely ignited by the woman in her arms, The dry heat made him have an impulse to take off his clothes.

The swing Ning can see this burning desire from Qin Yijie's eyes, but she knows very well in her heart that she thinks she should resist, but her body seems to have lost the power of resistance. She just gently enjoys the warmth brought by Qin Yijie and Qin Yijie's gentle but gradually overbearing kiss on her neck, which makes her lose her resistance, or, From the deep heart of the swing Ning, she was unwilling to resist Qin Yijie's actions.

Qin Yijie's action didn't stop, but continued to invade the more critical part of the swing, gradually transferred from the neck to the cheek, and then the swing condensate's full and bright lips. The swing condensate gave a cry, and there was no green astringency when Qin Yijie kissed last time. He opened his lips a little actively.

The lingering wet kiss was completely different from the last time. In addition to the irreparable heartbeat, the swing Ning felt that she was exchanging more of her own soul with this man. She had never wanted to be hugged and occupied by him so strongly as now. She put her bracelet on Qin Yijie's neck and stood on tiptoe to cooperate with him, Or it's more like she's greedily taking everything she's been coveting from Qin Yijie.

There was no longer a gentle Waltz in his ear, but rather a fiery and irritable heavy metal music. This was all caused by the change of the swing Ning's psychology. Qin Yijie greedily smelled her intoxicating fragrance, and his hands began to slide slowly and gently on the swing Ning's back, Even overbearing directly stroked on the smooth back skin of the swing.

This is the first time that swing Ning has such close contact with a man. Qin Yijie's palm is like magic. He gently touches the skin on the back of swing Ning. The back of swing Ning is flat and glossy, and the feel of the skin is quite greasy, which makes Qin Yijie more and more enter his role and fully play what a lover should do.

Qin Yijie's hand is still slowly upward, close to the shoulder blades on the back of the swing Ning. It is probably because of a little tension. The shoulder blades of the swing Ning are slightly bent outward and opened. Qin Yijie's hand is like an inadvertent process, but it is just right, but it doesn't let the swing Ning notice. The two shoulder straps naturally slide down along the round shoulders of the swing Ning.

With the slight movement of their footsteps, Qin Yijie's kiss began to become intense. The temperature in the room rose involuntarily against the season. The swing condensate can even hear the involuntarily purring sound from Qin Yijie's throat.

This kind of voice, if in normal times, the swing condensate may slightly frown and think that the other party is very vulgar, but now, under the gradually warming lust in the body, it feels like a call, as if with some mysterious power, calling the swing condensate to move in a direction he has never experienced.

Liu Xi's voice rang out in the swing Ning's mind. A man is a sensory animal. He likes you and will like your body first... Qin Yijie is invading himself. It seems that he is quite obsessed with it. Swing Ning is very satisfied with the expression on his face. Although she doesn't know what will happen later, but.

But at least she can believe that tonight, she will be his woman.

Driven by the sound of whispering and singing, the swing Ning became a lot more active and took the initiative to surround Qin Yijie. Once the four lips were crossed, they could no longer be separated. It was like smearing strong glue. They were tightly glued together and intertwined with each other. They wished they could absorb every minute of each other's water and constantly provoked Qin Yijie's already high mood, The slight sound from the throat inadvertently made by the swing Ning stimulated Qin Yijie's sensitive nerve at the moment. His hand, without hesitation, was a little rough and suddenly wound in front of him from behind the swing Ning.

The swing Ning's mouth made a sensitive cry, short and rapid, accompanied by a trembling like being penetrated by an electric current. Now the swing Ning's brain is also very hot. This is a feeling that swing Ning has never experienced. However, everything made her feel so comfortable. She even began to have some hope that Qin Yijie could be more rough.

Qin Yijie naturally won't let her down. Without hesitation, he picked up the swing Ning and strode towards the bedroom.

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Qin Yijie, who entered the bedroom, was completely different from his usual gentle state, but for the swing Ning, it was strange but there was a trace of familiarity.

After stripping away his gentle disguise, Qin Yijie finally released the most primitive wildness in his heart. He doesn't need these things to bind the beauty of tonight. He wants to enjoy it in his own way.

When Qin Yijie strode into the bedroom, he threw the swing on the huge round bed. He jumped up like a hungry wolf

Qin Yijie lowered his head and bent his lips down on her like raindrops. He suddenly stretched out his hand and didn't even leave the chance to breathe. He suddenly grabbed her clothes and tore them on both sides regardless. The swing Ning only heard the sound of cloth tearing in his ear, and even the slight sound of buttons falling on the ground.

At this time, Qin Yijie looked like a stimulated beast, full of passion. He didn't look like an old hand in the mouth of swing Ning. Instead, he was like a young man beating and rushing, without any tactics. In fact, under normal circumstances, he was like a woman like swing Ning who had never experienced these things, It should be replaced by a slow means, rather than the rudeness and wildness he is used to, but Qin Yijie is a little involuntarily now. Driven by the continuous warming of the swing condensate, he involuntarily makes his actions more and more rough, and the swing condensate is unusually intoxicated.

The swing Ning's brain didn't even have time to respond. Qin Yijie blocked his lips again, and Qin Yijie also took advantage of the situation to open the swing Ning's lips. The swing Ning also seemed to cooperate with Qin Yijie's aggression, gently opened Bei's teeth and closed his eyes.

No matter how eager the swing Ning is for Qin Yijie's further action, she will turn over because of the natural shy reaction and want to get rid of Qin Yijie, but how can Qin Yijie easily let her go at this time? Qin Yijie stretched out his strong arms and eliminated the subconscious struggle of the swing Ning. Qin Yijie's lips left the swing Ning's lips and slid down.

For the swing Ning, this is a very strange feeling, and there is some psychological resistance, but the body doesn't listen to the command of the brain, and is completely immersed in that round after round of novel pleasure.

Suddenly, the swing Ning began to look forward to something. I don't know what kind of novel feeling Qin Yijie can bring to himself.

The sound of the swing congealing higher than one came from the room, which filled the whole room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

The consciousness of the swing seems to suddenly completely return to her body. She kicked her legs and supported Qin Yijie with her hands. Unexpectedly, she pushed Qin Yijie under the bed.

Qin Yijie sat down beside the bed, while the swing Ning coyly grabbed the pillow that had not been in place, held it in his chest, and looked at Qin Yijie with a little panic in his eyes.