Su Caicai was kissed by Gong Jiu so dark that the years were dull and dizzy, and she was almost unable to breathe.

The herb aroma emitted from his body was full of the lips and teeth. It was strong and charming, and it was irresistible.

Su Caicai pushed against his hands on his chest, slowly becoming soft and numb. His cold lips and tongue were lingering in her mouth, robbing all her breathing vigorously. The slippery and wet tongue licked the fine flesh in her gums, and the feeling of electric shock flowed from between her lips and teeth to her limbs. Su Caicai moaned, and finally couldn't help but climb up to his neck and indulged in his passionate kiss.

The heart beats like a drum.

Su Caicai's pink and tender cheeks were filled with a touch of bright red, like a blooming camellia, bright and charming, fresh and soft.

Her watery eyes were so fascinated that they were half open and half closed. Under her curled eyelashes, the almond eyes were clear, with a spring water filled with ripples.

The snow cheeks are dyed with rouge, and the water eyes are clear and the spring sun is bright.

Gong Jiu felt warm in his heart, and his slender hands slowly slid down, holding the softness on her chest through her thin shirt.

The touch in the palm of the palm is quite plump and soft, and it cannot be held in one hand.

Gong Jiu's eyes became darker and his big palm couldn't help but exert force.

The soft and plump slowly bloomed in his palm. Chu Rui was hard, and he could clearly feel her slightly hardened breasts rubbing his palm. The subtle feeling was indescribable. He felt an uncontrollable brutal rage surge in his heart. Gong Jiu tried harder and tried harder, just trying to squeeze the soft and plump buds like water waves, so that it could no longer tempt him.

The sensitive and fragile place was held vigorously by the man. Su Caicai felt that her senses were concentrated on her delicate breasts, and her body was numb, as if she had been pressed down on the fatal place and she had no strength to resist.

She was obviously about to faint when he kissed her, but she was so clear in her mind that he was kneading her tenderest and delicate parts. Her technique was so crisp that Su Caicai had no strength to struggle at all, and she collapsed into a pool of spring water and was slaughtered.

Su Caicai slid on the desk, behind her, a cold wooden tabletop, hard, against her shoulders, leaving her no way out, and she had no room to shrank and hide. Her body became hot inch by inch inch, and she was full of desire. Su Caicai pressed her body tightly against the desk, trying to use the coldness of the desk to relieve the dryness on her body, but she didn't expect that the hot temperature of her body would warm the cold wooden table.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, and his cold lips and tongue took away the breath that depended on for survival. Her heartbeat seemed to explode, getting faster and faster. When she was about to faint, Gong Jiu finally let go of her lips and kissed her neck.

Su Caicai gasped with her mouth, her ears were hot and she buzzed, but she could clearly hear her broken gasp.

The room is beautiful, with hot spring waves.

Even the air is hot all over the body.

Su Caicai felt like a thirsty little fish, put into a humid and high-temperature steamer, and the firewood was added, and the heat in the steamer increased little by little. Su Caicai's delicate skin was steamed with a charming pink color. Her mouth and tongue were dry and her body was boiling. She just wanted to lie on a piece of ice to relieve her heat and never suffer from high temperatures again.

Gong Jiu's body was filled with a cold chill. Su Caicai swallowed her saliva, like a traveler who had been floating in the desert for too long. When she saw the water source, she pounced on her regardless of the coldness, greedily absorbed the coolness of his body.

Two thin white lotus arms climbed Gong Jiu's body hungrily and sent the softness on his chest into his hands.

My body leaned closer, without any gaps.

Her white and thin legs slowly lifted up, hooked Gong Jiu's soft waist, rubbed his waist and hips, cooling the burning between his legs, and the subtle rubbing at the base of his thighs made Su Caicai's tail vertebrae numb, and the inexplicable feeling of speed spreading between his legs like water waves.

Su Caicai's toes, which are as pink as rose petals, are greatly stimulated and curled up into a ball.

The numbness was so refreshed that it was almost venting.

Su Caicai bit her red lips tightly, for fear that she would make such a shameful and boring sound in front of him again.

Those cold big hands have always been like hands full of endless magic.

Through the gap below her clothes, she reached into it.

The cold palms touched her hot and soft body. Su Caicai was so excited that her whole body shook, her heart jumped suddenly, her watery eyes opened slightly, and she recovered from her addiction. Just as she wanted to struggle, Gong Jiu grabbed her delicate breasts in her clothes.

Su Caicai's body softened and fell to the table.

The soft moaning moans couldn't help but escaping the red lips.

Those magical hands were neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow, just right, their cold palms were hot with her hot skin, but they were still slightly lower than the temperature of her body, so comfortable that they just wanted to hum.

She actually felt that her lower abdomen was hot, and she felt a kind of indescribable comfort rolling in her lower abdomen.

At that time, Su Caicai was wearing a soft gauze green dress on top. Her collar was slightly open, revealing her white and tender shoulders, and a small piece of water-green bellyband. The green color was green, which made her snow-skin look whiter and tenderer, making her delicate face more pink. Below her was empty, only a pair of soft white legs were exposed, hooking Gong Jiu's slender waist, her snow-white insteps were arched delicately, and her pink toes were curled pitifully.

He only wore a green top, white arms and white thin legs, all exposed to the air.

The black hair is like a waterfall, and the table has been covered with struggle, like a blooming black lotus, moist and dense.

The posture for people to play with is debauchery and charming.

But her painful and enjoyable expression was also filled with the young and charming girl.

Her face is so beautiful.

Those watery eyes filled the innocent warmth of the whole world.

It seemed as if everything he did now was sinful and unforgivable.

A sense of pleasure that defiles the sacred and purity rose in Gong Jiu's heart, and it surged in an increasingly cruel way.

He spread her legs and stretched his fingers in. Before he could wet, he started to twitch rudely.

I felt like my fingertips were wrapped in layers of thin, soft and slippery flesh, and were trapped in the wet mud. Every time my fingertips were in trouble, I was struggling to go, and every time I left, I was hard to part with my grief.

Gradually make two fingers together, three fingers together, and four fingers together.

Su Caicai's sweet voice became frightened, as if it was extremely painful and as if it was very relaxed, and a dense moan of water flowed out of her red lips.

More and more rapid and more slutty.

It is difficult to suppress itself and cannot be restrained.

She felt that she was a fish in his hand, thrown into the huge waves by him, and her body was knocked over by the huge waves one by one. She could not scream or hide, but could only breathe and cry in the waves one by one, hoping that the huge wave would end soon.

She hugged Gong Jiu's neck tightly, and she fell into his arms, her body trembling in the ups and downs. She didn't know whether she wanted Gong Jiu to be faster or hoped that he would be slower.

Finally, she cried a long time ago.

It was like a memorial scene, which came to an abrupt end at the most touching moment.

The lingering sound lingers on the beam, and it turns thousands of times.

Su Caicai lost all over and fell softly on the table.

My eyes were half-squinted dizzy, my eyelashes trembled slightly, and crystal tears fell, mournful and helpless.

Her arms slid down from Gong Jiu's neck and fell heavily onto the table.

The lower abdomen was spasming, and there was a sticky and wet water overflowing from there.

Gong Jiu pulled out his fingers, which were sticky and moist Chunze. He applied the wet sock to Su Caicai's fiery red cheeks, curled her red lips slightly, leaned into her ears, and said hoarsely: "Su'er, why are you wet again?"

Gong Jiu felt that he was probably crazy, and he could all relieve him when he saw the little man reaching orgasm.

It seemed as if she was satisfied, and he was also satisfied.

Even more comfortable than orgasm.

Su Caicai's heart trembled, and a huge sense of shame cleansed her body and mind.

I just felt very embarrassed. I was actually caught in his demon again and made such a shameful voice.

Gong Jiu looked at Su Caicai's red and white expression, and there was a hint of interest on the corners of her lips. He picked up the inkstone from the ground and approached the muddy and soft edge between Su Caicai's legs. While he followed the wet waxing from the stamens, he pushed her flat and soft belly.

His scorching eyes stared at her swollen and delicate stamens.

The first stamens are filled with dew, crystal clear and tender, like a charming camellia blown by the storm.

It is delicate and pitiful, with flower petals hanging down, but with a hint of weak **.

It makes people want to kiss hard and then bite hard.

The hot gaze fell to the most shameful place. Su Caicai's face turned red and her legs were raised sadly, and she turned her body to prevent the shame from being exposed to him. Her body was as crisp as a pool of snow water. She had no strength to get up. She had to breathe while reaching out to cover the exposed stamens of the top with the hem of her top, covering the wrists that were held by Gong Jiu halfway.

"Don't move, the water here hasn't been enough..." He put the square inkstone closer again, his tone a little unhesitant.

Even her legs could not be closed, and this helpless feeling made Su Caicai cry.

Gong Jiu paused and frowned slightly.

He sighed, put down the inkstone, carried the softened Su Caicai into his arms, stretched out his cold tongue, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said impatiently: "What are you crying again? Didn't you feel very comfortable just now? So much water has flowed..."

Su Caicai cried, and her great shame made her pinch the two soft balls on Gong Jiu's chest, and she cried even louder.

Gong Jiu was at a loss. Su Caicai rarely cried so pitifully in front of him. He gently patted Su Caicai on the back and coaxed her softly: "Don't cry or cry, Su'er... It's useless to pinch your master here. This is not the skin of your master. You won't feel the pain. If you pinch it badly, your master will change it to a skin you don't like, and you will cry even worse by then..."

The author has something to say:

Oh, Caicai, you are so swollen and pitiful.

So pitiful, so pitiful.

I don't thank you for lighting a candle.

In addition, Yukiki will attend a classmate’s wedding tomorrow, so it may be very late to update.

It is recommended that you watch o(*≧▽≦)㄄ the day after tomorrow

Will definitely update!
Chapter completed!