Feeling the fiery and smooth feeling coming from her lips, Wanyan Ping suddenly felt like a piece of slowly melting ice, lost little by little in the hot breath conveyed by Xiao Yao. Facing Xiao Yao who had already embraced her body in her arms, she slowly closed her eyes, and a satisfied and happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Her body, which was very stiff just now, slowly softened.

Feeling the changes of this pretty and lovely man in his arms, Xiao Yao, who was originally gently caressing Wanyan Ping's body inch by inch, in an attempt to relax her, also stopped the movements of her hands, turned around with her arms, put one hand under the back of Wanyan Ping's neck, and the other hand in front of Wanyan Ping's chest, and she sat completely on the bed so that Wanyan Ping could lean her upper body against Xiao Yao's body. In fact, for Wanyan Ping, who is both lively and cheerful, and pure

True and kind, and at the same time, when it comes to the beauty of a woman, Xiao Yao did not have too much blasphemy in his heart from beginning to end, but only love and pity, and he just wanted to take good care of her and not let her suffer any harm. The kiss just now was not out of desire, but then it was dry and fiery, which led to the confusion of love. Therefore, after the two kissed each other, their hearts became peaceful, and they just wanted to embrace each other quietly for a lifetime.

In this way, Wanyan Ping lay in Xiao Yao's arms. When she closed her eyes, she could hear the strong masculine aura coming from him. When she opened her eyes, she could see his warm and gentle smile. Her heart felt full of happiness and satisfaction. She immediately moaned and stretched out her hands to wrap her around Xiao Yao's waist. Seeing Wanyan Ping's expression in this way, Xiao Yao asked softly while stroking her hair: "Ping'er, what's wrong with you?"

After hearing this, Wanyan Ping's cheeks were flushed and she wanted to speak but she was ashamed. But her lips slightly opened but she didn't speak. She just buried her head deeply in Xiao Yao's chest and rubbed it gently, as if she was extremely reluctant to leave.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao no longer asked, but lowered his head and kissed him gently, preparing to kiss Wanyan Ping on the black hair that was scattered with the fragrance of gardenia. Unexpectedly, just as he lowered his head, Wanyan Ping suddenly raised her head and stared at Xiao Yao with her big watery eyes without blinking. Looking at Wanyan Ping, who was close to him, almost touching the tip of her nose, Xiao Yao's breathing suddenly became a little rapid, and Wanyan Ping was like him, gasping for a few breaths. The tranquility in the room was immediately broken by a breath that made her ears red and heartbeat.

The two hugged each other and met with each other. Xiao Yao looked at Wanyan Ping so close, and felt that everything in front of him was like a dream. At the moment when he was lost, Wanyan Ping suddenly stood up and gently tapped Xiao Yao's lips. Before Xiao Yao could react, Wanyan Ping had already kissed him gently. Seeing Wanyan Ping was so active, although he was very happy, he was still unable to make up for a moment. He didn't know if he would hurt her if he went further with her. At this moment when Xiao Yao was hesitating, he suddenly felt his lips being covered with two warm soft objects.

Wrapped it up, and then a warm, sweet, small and smooth tongue penetrated into her mouth timidly, like a delicate and delicate girl visiting a stranger's home for the first time. The shyness and shyness were exactly the same. Xiao Yao felt the fragrant tongue that was exploring her mouth suddenly paused after touching her teeth, but soon moved forward bravely again. After tentatively contacting her tongue a few times, he licked it gently with the tip of his tongue. The desire in his heart suddenly burned, and his arms that hugged Wanyan Ping suddenly increased their strength, and the left hand that was originally placed on her chest began to move gently again.

Perhaps because Wanyan Ping was lying on Xiao Yao, and such intimate contact had already made her weak all over. After kissing for several times, Wanyan Ping felt weak on the back of her neck and could no longer support her, and fell in Xiao Yao's arms again. Wanyan Ping's active attack just now was actually because the desire in her heart was difficult to contain, and her personality was very cheerful. Everything in her heart was reflected in her words and deeds, and there was no slightest concealment. Therefore, when she thought about her feelings for Xiao Yao, the lust in her heart was difficult to control for a while. In order to express it to Xiao Yao and react in her behavior, she chose this method she knew only. At this time, she was lying in Xiao Yao's arms, thinking about what she had done just now, and her heart was also very shy. Therefore, her eyes were lowered and her pretty face was soft, and she didn't even dare to look at Xiao Yao again.

Xiao Yao was not Liu Xiahui. Seeing this scene at this time, how could he bear it? The movement on his left hand suddenly accelerated, and the strength increased a lot. He leaned straight into Wanyan Ping's clothes. Feeling Xiao Yao's movement, Wanyan Ping moaned in a low voice, and her whole body became tense like a conditioned reflex. Xiao Yao hurriedly stroked her body gently, and at the same time slowly picked her up from her arms and placed it on the bed. Since Xiao Yao only stroked Wanyan Ping's waist and back, and did not rush to touch the key parts, after a while, Wanyan Ping gradually became unresistible, and felt that her whole body was limp and could not exert any strength, and her body completely relaxed.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xiao Yao slowly removed the Taoist robe that Wanyan Ping put on the outside. Suddenly, a graceful curved and delicate jade body was standing in front of him. Although there was still a layer of underwear, Xiao Yao still swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Looking at Wanyan Ping, who was still slightly closed, gently biting her lower lip, but involuntarily bent out of an arc, Xiao Yao's mind suddenly became excited, and he leaned over to lie beside Wanyan Ping, and kissed him deeply again.

Unlike the previous time, the two of them had their lips connected as if they were natural and there was no separation for a moment. Wanyan Ping was lying on the bed, with support from the back of her neck, and she was more proactive in the face of Xiao Yao's kiss. A gentle gurgling sound suddenly sounded in the quiet thatched hut, and occasionally accompanied by the hissing sound of the lips sucking each other a few times. After a while, as Xiao Yao's control of both hands became larger and larger, Wanyan Ping's delicate plain hands also climbed up bit by bit.
Chapter completed!