Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

The slender fingers grabbed the bud that had stood slightly in front of the chest, and brought a trace of pain without a trace of pity.

The bright moon suddenly wakes up and wants to wave her hands to push away the gravity on her body, but she can't make it in her hands. Her soft hands touch her solid body, which is more like teasing and touching.

"Why, can't wait?"

The night Mark felt the little hands that felt a little cold on his body, stopped and stared at the struggling people. A pair of bright black eyes like stars were full of evil fawns, and the burning flame inside was getting stronger and stronger, as if to ignite people.

"You..."

The bright moon was sullen, clenched her teeth and stared at the people who were winding him. Her cheeks were as red as apples, and her long eyelashes like cicada wings were stirred gently, and her eyes were dense.

"You do have the capital to make men move. Don't worry, I won't collect natural things. I'll enjoy you!"

Deep eyes with no temperature cold, cold words fall, big hands more rampant straight to the private part, with ruthless strength.

Mingyue's body was stiff, the wound in her heart was torn open, and the temperature on her body immediately receded.

"You are shameless!"

I felt angry. The moon shouted recklessly. Instead of stopping the people on me, she drove straight in with strong strength.

"Ah!"

Regardless of the voice of the people below, there is more crazy demand

Gradually, the pain on her body was replaced by a feeling of numbness like electricity. Ambiguity made her □□ sound smaller and smaller until it was replaced by a voice that was difficult to suppress. The water in the bathtub was stirred up by violent actions. The bright moon slowly felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, as if she was burning.

The crystal lamp emits a dim yellow light, which shines on the entangled limbs in the pool, with layers of water light.

The warm water is still spraying continuously. In a fog, the infinite spring light looms. With the moving sounds, the air is getting thicker and thicker.

Although Mingyue resists death in her heart and struggles with the feeling from her body, she finds that her consciousness becomes more and more blurred and her body feels lighter and lighter.

"Do you like it?"

"No..."

Mingyue replied vaguely. She felt that she suddenly felt sleepy, as if her head hurt a little, and she was about to lose her hearing.

"Please, I will make you happier!"

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[where is the collector? Where is the critic?]