Her eyelids twitched a few times, and she had two thoughts in her mind and struggled for a long time, but she still didn't have the courage to choose to escape.

I pouted my red lips and felt so wronged. I was born on myself, so why are I still afraid of death?

The most shameful thing is that after a long time of grief, she turned off the light and lay down beside the bed, rubbing it into the quilt bit by bit like a flesh bug.

The two people are naturally eight feet apart, and this distance makes people feel safe.

She let out a long sigh, closed her eyes quietly, and prepared to rest. As long as she fell asleep, a few hours would pass soon and nothing would happen.

When my head was touched on the pillow, I realized how tired I was this day, and soon I became confused.

In the hazy state, it seemed as if someone was approaching, and the man's breathing came from the back of his neck, and the itchyness when brushing his skin was unbearable, but it was very familiar, making it difficult for her to feel guarded.

With a small moan, she crawled into his arms with the warm breath, and the hot and shallow pecks kept falling between her eyebrows. Her big hands were unbuttoning the buttons of her pajamas without hesitation.

So what if I change into the most conservative and safe girl pajamas? I can never avoid what I should come.

The flame of love~the flame of desire is quietly ignited.

God is a proof. His original purpose was to help her experience the beauty of naked sleep, and then fall in love with it, so as to cultivate the little fun of the boudoir after marriage.

Unexpectedly, the power of the Nephrite Warm fragrance was several times greater than expected. The self-control, which had never leaked, was defeated. Her sweetness and resistance made him unable to stop. Only by tightly putting her in his arms would a little comfort be produced.

This is not enough, far from enough.

Zhan Chunxuan suddenly felt that there was an extremely empty space in his body, and there was a mysterious gap, calling for it to be filled.

Only in this way can we dispel the cold loneliness that has been around for many years.

The faint fragrance of flowers came from her, not the smell of any cosmetics, but belonged to her alone.

When Xiang Yami was very young, Zhan Chunxuan discovered this secret. Time passed and everything was changing, but she was the only one who was eternal.

"Lolo, can I kiss you?" he asked a gentlemanly question, his cold thin lips almost pressed against her delicate lips.

"Well, no, I want to sleep."

She had just entered the dream and the sweet hallucinations had not yet unfolded. She couldn't bear to wake up. Her two little hands pressed against his broad chest and tried to push them a few times, but it didn't work, and finally gave up.

"You go to bed, don't worry about me, I wish you a good dream." The place between the skin aroused a strange feeling in his heart, and his long arms wrapped around his slender waist without a trace of fat, in case she wanted to retreat again.

Zhan Chunxuan took the two beautiful lips unrestrainedly, with the most passionate passion, unrestrained kiss.

At the same time, his big hand leaned down to his neck without hesitation, his palm was round and tender, and there was no barrier between clothes that could hinder the matter. He stroked her smooth skin.

Xiang Yami whispered softly, and suddenly woke up, but she couldn't tell whether this was true or just a dream.

Numerous sounds amplified in her ears, her pounding heart, the rustling leaves of the window blown by the wind, and his heavy breathing, and even the faint roar that he made unconsciously when asking for and attacking.

She didn't think it was strange that this happened.

Close her eyes and wrap around his neck, she began to respond.

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Chapter completed!