Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter

[Chapter 12 Volume 12]

525 Chapter 519-Unforgettable Beauty

In the room, the swaying candle shadow reflected the scene of Wu Fa flowing on the white skin, so beautiful that he would never forget it. She was panting slightly and couldn't speak, leaving him to hold her hair and slowly walking through the forbidden area between her shoulders, waist and legs, and using another when she was lying on her side. The hair brushed her graceful bare back.

"Look, it likes to kiss your body." The black hair brushed her eyes, cheeks, jaw, slim neck, plump chest, even the white belly, and even the most delicate skin between the legs. After a tremor of her. She tried to dodge, but still couldn't escape her hair and love her body. Sudden by **, she was breathing heavily, and under his gaze, she almost wept softly, soft and tender, and hot like a fire.

He stared intently at the beautiful scenery in front of him. After a long time, Fang slowly swept back from under his legs again in the same way as the original way. The black and white strong visual contrast formed a beautiful enchanting style. The dark black color seemed to flow into her body, and the warm and snowy skin color gradually melted the dark black. In the end, her hair climbed up the snow neck, repeatedly drawing her delicate contours, and painting her lips like a thrush, over and over again.

When the cold tide abandoned her and left, Meng Yue went on to love her lips again. He was gentle and indomitable, and there was no mercy in it. She faced Hongxia better than the most nourishing rouge in the world, tried to kiss him back, and felt that his arms became tighter and tighter.

Her return kiss pleased him, an impulse-like urge to burn his mind completely so that he couldn't think at all, deepened the kiss arrogantly, plundered all the breath, soft weeping and tenderness in her mouth, sucking wildly Alas. He rubbed the whiteness on her chest, her lips moved away from her lips and found her bud again, coaxing her to bloom for him.

"You are more fragrant than flowers and sweeter than honey." After tasting, Meng Yue commented with a smile, "Unfortunately you can't eat it yourself." It seemed as if Meng Yue had said such a thing before.

"Hmm ... hmm ..." She trembled and murmured, couldn't say anything, opened her wet eyes, and her eyes were blurry. He was fascinated by her expression, and lightly responded to her so fierce reaction, she was dazzling in passion.

The big palm tongs held her slim waist that was really untouchable, and gently and persistently separated her legs. She closed her eyes and panted lightly, he covered her with a masculine body intentionally, his hands were so evil, the long fingers with thin cocoons searched for her softest place, and fumbled with caress.

She was trapped between the bed and his hot body, and it was difficult to breathe. His fingers slowly moved in and out, stirring her passion frozen in her body, and she even felt some pain with too much sensitivity. . She groaned helplessly, clasped his hands tightly to him, fearing she would drown in the delusion he was giving.

His body leaned against her and felt her trembling. He smiled lowly: "Every time, my sister's expression is sweet. Is this sweet? Or sour?"

She was so ashamed that she raised her hand to cover her face and was afraid to look at him again. The long fingers below her still held her firmly.

"Learn this and change your service to your husband next time."

"..."

As if a firework burst into the body instantly, she screamed slightly with his deepest touch, and too much joy flowed from his fingers into the body. After a few deep breaths, she bit his shoulders bit by bit, leaving her imprint there as if he had imprinted her soul.

The rainy night is still long, and the sound of feather arrows has gradually disappeared.

Meng Mao's long hair was scattered, intertwined with the hair of the people below him. He closed his eyes and felt her tightly covering his fingers. The gentle touch was maddening, so he took her wet hands to spread her legs apart, and the hot and hard detachment rubbed away without a trace. Weak petals.

She stopped instinctively, and Meng Yue sighed in her ear: "You won't obey me anymore, I'll be a monk as a monk."

That being said, there is no mercy to the Buddha when doing it, and it is undeniable to refute and unavoidably violate his softness with his strong iron. He didn't go in inch by inch, knowing that such behavior would bring her tearing pain, and he couldn't care anymore ...

The painful tears rolled down the pink cheeks, although there were only two drops, but he carefully kissed her sobbing and tears when he broke in, and comforted softly: "It doesn't hurt, it will be fine, You're a big girl, Qinger. "As she said, she reached out to the place where the two met, scrutinized her sweetness, and made her sink again.

Her body was stiff because of pain, trying to break away with such a punishment, but this greatly violated her husband's will, so he moved with affection and reason, and persuaded her not to do that useless resistance. Until she gradually relaxed, accepted and tolerated him, he kept mumbling her nickname in her ears, "Qinger, my Qinger ... love you ..." , But magically calmed her.

Then, I wonder if anyone between him and her moved a little, and the amazing thrill went straight to the waist, so that half of Meng Xuan's body was soaked in crispy hemp. He also had peach blossoms on his cheeks, panting heavily, softly soothing the people below him, and restraining the fierceness of fire **, which was really harder than the top ten tortures of the early Ming Dynasty. The beauty is pregnant, but he has to restrain himself not to hurt her, which is the sweetest torture he has ever experienced.

Suddenly, his long fingers found Huarui's bliss again, letting her sobbing and kicking Xiaobai's feet to relieve her sadness and try to break free, and her waist stood up for a while, holding his strong iron.

This inadvertent gratification instantly detonated him, and the gunpowder was ignited, leaving him and her nowhere to run. Even if burned by the fire, he would have no complaints tonight. He rubbed his finger lightly at Xueyan and ordered: "Just look into my eyes, don't run away, we are the same, and die in one place."

She was puzzled, and looked into his eyes according to the words. There was a very black and bright tenderness in it, which was better than a thousand kinds of black crystal gems, which suddenly locked her and nodded in confusion. .

Meng Yue raised her lips, gently retreated half a minute, and penetrated her again. In response to her was her low panting moan, which only inspired him and inspired him, but when he saw that the arc of his lips increased, he smiled, and withdrew and retreated back and forth. His tenacity was accommodated by her weakness again and again. Although she was wet enough, the stark distinction between men and women made the trial between them full of trials.

He loved her petite astringent tenderness for a while, and feared that he was inexorable and broke the paper-like fragile woman. He was lost in the tide of love and the night currents of the West Lake. she was. So he can only sprint again and again to apologize and say, "I'm sorry for my good sister, if you are killed by me, I will accompany you on that Huangquan Road ..."

Besides crying, she climbed his neck like a life buoy and tried to survive between the gap between him and the bed, and could no longer do anything else.

Snow white and bronze are intertwined with the original rhythm, and the sweaty skin of the two is blind. He clasped her waist with a domineering arm, advancing deeper in her weakness, attracting her broken sobbing. The lower abdomen of the two were clinging to each other, and then they were clinging to each other. The pubic bones collided with each other.

The scorching huge was hired in the wet and tight flower path, and every time I went deep, I hit her with the most unprepared place, letting her grasp sometimes, and sometimes let go of the man who held her life and death. When he tightened his body, his body was harder to penetrate than the reef, and the ten fingers clasped on his shoulder could not relieve the hatred, so his big hand led her little hand to his waist and let her go from there Start, feel free to politely.

The bed squeaked, because he was leading her to dance an ancient dance, she didn't want him to stop, but knew that if he would sink with his temptation, she would never look back. It was just in his arms that she didn't want to look back. Opening her eyes, she could see through the dark eyes, there was only one full of them, and she was all. I only hate that the night is too short, lest I want to sleep, and unknowingly squeeze all her goodness.

With such violent joy, she drowned her several times, and had to cling to his arm, clinging to his chest, until one of his sprints suddenly pushed her over the other side that could not turn back, and followed The shore went farther, farther ...

In the drizzle, the thin smoke on both sides of the West Lake and the oblique willows flew randomly.

The lingering love from madness to death did not miss the beauty of this early spring. Until the dawn passed, he finally let go of her dying. Two deep and shallow breaths were still intertwined, and she wheezed with mouth and nose because she was physically weak. She wanted to sleep for a while, but her swollen lips caused him to commit crime again, so he came to block her breathing again.

She beat him on the shoulder with a small hand, trying to evoke some of his conscience, and finally made him repent and let her rest for a while. Lying on his chest, her long hair was tossing all night, and even though it was dry, her hair was still sweaty, and she was clinging to the pink cheeks, her puffy appearance was even more pitying.

Meng Yue hugged the people in her arms tightly and asked, "Are you still hurting? Have I hurt you? I have medicine here."

He Danggui had a mess in his heart, disturbed by all the things he had done to her, his expression when he kissed her, and when he ironed her with his body temperature, he stared at her expression instantly, he was inch by inch The expression she had when she was burned to ashes was all vivid ... She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, neither dare to look at his bright pupils, nor answer his questions. Let her sleep for a little longer.

Meng Yue loved her cheek with a crushed kiss, raised her hand and combed her hair, and apologized, "I didn't want you to be so tired the first time, especially if you were still injured, but you couldn't take it last night, you The look of my face prevented me from freely, ma'am? Where are you uncomfortable, I will give you medicine. "Last night, I can only use ** rather than reason to describe it.

He was lazy like a lame beast. After tasting her sweetness thoroughly, he watched her quietly. I just felt that even her strands of hair made him fascinated, like addictive poison. When she relied on his arms tamely and trustfully, the contentment in his heart was better than getting the greatest power in the world and enjoying the most unmatched wealth. From now on, she is his greatest treasure, the most worthy to protect and care for. 2k novel reading network