Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Shallow Xi also frowned, flustered and hugged tightly some: "hooligan!"

"Hands off!" He disdained the hand that once she hugged tightly, coldly and arrogantly said with the command.

"I don't want you to get up. Don't get in my way." She kept struggling under him, trying to escape. The terrible thing was that his strength was too strong to move, let alone push him away.

"It seems that you really like to be tough." He said coldly, his big hand released the hand that pressed her shoulder, put it directly on his arm, and pulled it hard!

There was no struggle in his arm. It was as easy as tearing a banana skin. He broke off her hand from her chest with no effort.

Pink underwear appeared in front of him, and he was still staring at

Feng Qianxi looked at his expression, only feel blood rush to the top, from the face red to the neck, as strip to give people slowly appreciate the same, it's humiliating, unprecedented sense of shame hit her, if now can make a hole, she will not hesitate to make a hole to bury her head, wrong, is to bury her whole: "you don't stare!" Said angrily.

"I prefer black." Staring at the pink, Nangong spoke coldly and arrogantly, as if he was talking about something so common.

Poof... She almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Who cares what color you like! "I don't care what color you like," he said angrily. Is it necessary for me to change into the color you like? "

"Let's see what other colors...!" With that, Nangong Jue's vision moved down.

"Stop it With his eyes, Feng Qianxi immediately realized what he was going to do next.

If it's useful, her coat won't be taken off so easily. She'll do her best to toss, and her waist will work hard. It's just in vain.

He still used a short time, then let her out of clothes, and she had no choice but her hands were fixed by him.

"Oh, it turns out that it's also pink. It looks like you are very careful with the clothes you wear inside." As if enjoying a work of art, Nangong Jue stares at her interestingly, but her eyes are cold.

"Stop it!" His words let her feel only humiliation, angry interrupt him.

"Since they're all taken off, we'll take them off together." With that, Nangong never hesitated to act.

"Don't... Don't take off..." she softened her voice, her hands were fixed, her body was fixed, she had almost no chance to move freely, so she had to say pitifully. Looking forward to his soft tone, he will let go of himself, not tit for tat, at this time she gave up her self-esteem, just don't experience the terrible scene.

Nangong Jue jokingly looked at her, a little cold, big hand glided through the white skin, a little bit down: "it's OK not to take off, it's OK to wear."

"You're really sensitive when you feel it so soon..."

"Well... No, I didn't." She shakes her head and resists the numbness and itching feeling that is crisp into the bone marrow. However, the feeling can not go away. Instead, it becomes more and more intense, occupying all her senses, spirit and attention. It seems that she is forced to pay attention to the strong feeling. She is now extremely contradictory, the heart is disgusted with such their own, but the body has already yielded.

As if all the strength, clenched his fist, just want to fight with the feeling: "Oh... No, please, please..." put down the dignity, sadly begged him, she really didn't want to be humiliated and tortured around him.

He didn't stop at all, on the contrary, he became more and more serious.

Her body is weak and soft on the sofa. She gasps for breath, and her breath follows him from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time

"You can speak a little louder." He released the big palm that fixed her hands, released the hand, and extended it to her body.

"I, I don't want to..." she snorted.

"Then I'll help you." The corners of his mouth curved and the palm of his hand hit her coat.

She opened her eyes wide. She was at a loss just now. Now she felt that she was about to fall: "ah, stop! No, don't... "

"Nangong Jue, um... Don't do it, no..." how can she escape the terrible feeling that swept through, almost madness.

"Can't stand it so soon? The fun is still behind. "

She clenched her lower lip, her eyes blurred with a layer of hazy mist, pitifully like an ignorant fox.

He finally let her go. He thought he could stop and take a breath. Who knows: "ah... You..."

He admires her expression: "enough? Well

"No..." because I haven't wheezed yet.

"Oh, not enough? You are so honest

"I didn't mean that!" She screamed in panic... God, now if there's a pit, she'll bury her head.

"Don't worry..." Nangong said in a low voice. The white scarf on the waist has disappeared

She opened her eyes wide and closed them at the moment she saw them. Subconsciously, she kicked him with her legs, but she was caught by a hand.

He grabbed her little foot and pinched her hard... His deep blue eyes were staring at her tightly. Her resistance angered him.

"Well..." she snorted in pain. It hurt so much that he just hit her.

He had just treated her rudely, and now it seemed that she could not stand any frost. Just a touch would make her whole body tremble.

"You are a fox." He said low, close to her. Frightened, she was eager to run away.

"Well... You are the fox. You are so treacherous!" She can't think of this man, even directly rushed over, the body has been shrinking to the side, trying to avoid the contact with his body. He is now the most dangerous being for her.

"Well, it's a big reaction. It seems that you are really excited now." He said hoarsely, almost unable to restrain his behavior.

"No way." Her voice is not fixed, um... She's so uncomfortable and itchy

"Tell me the truth. Do you want to continue? " He looked at her unbearable expression, the corner of his mouth raised a cold evil smile. He just wanted her to say it in person and destroy the little girl's prestige, but in Feng Qianxi's opinion, Nangong Jue is really a pervert.