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you should know my style

Like before, Mo Junhao could still easily provoke every sleeping desire cell on her body, and her originally tightly closed thin lips couldn't help but relax.

Taking advantage of this moment, Mo Junhao's tongue began to drive straight into the area that was only opened for him.

The hand wrapped around her slender waist, tightened because of the uncontrollable desire that kept rushing out and was uncontrollable. The kiss became more and more raging, constantly moving deeper into it...

His hand, familiarly stretched to the hidden zipper of the dress, gradually down her slender back.

The clothes slid across Han Zhiqing's shoulders, revealing her tender and white fragrance, which further stimulated every expanding cell in his place.

"Mo Junhao, don't be here..."

When she was in a state of confusion, Han Zhiqing's only reason was still reminding her, but even she felt that she could not accept what she said.

At this time, Mo Junhao was not in the mood to pay attention to her words. He wanted her like crazy now. Not to mention that it was just in the Yan family's room now. Even in other unreasonable occasions, he would still ask her for it desperately.

This woman really made him crazy.

Just as he told her before, when he met a lunatic like her, he had already become a lunatic, and three years ago, he was already a lunatic.

Han Zhiqing fought against his increasingly hot chest with her only remaining reason and strength, but she was powerless.

Mo Junhao's feet turned around at this time and leaned forward. She didn't stand firmly, but fell backwards. The two of them fell on the soft big bed behind her.

"ah!"

The scream subconsciously sounded from Han Zhiqing's mouth, and his hand hooked Mo Junhao's waist like a reflex.

The next second, Mo Junhao had already put his red lips in his open. Mo Junhao seemed to have pressed towards her.

"Mo...Mo Junhao, you...stop it..."

She was still struggling in Mo Junhao's arms while fighting the trapped beasts. Her face was already flushed. She wanted to avoid Mo Junhao's thin lips, but she had nowhere to hide.

"You should know my style. Once you have desires, you will never suppress it..."

The teasing tone sounded from her ears with a low and hoarse voice. The fiery breath brushed through her sensitive earlobes, causing her to tremble all over.

The touch of fingertips slid across her delicate skin, and the unconcealed desire and firelight burned in the blue eyes, spreading uncontrollably from the foundation of his eyes...

His eyes were blurred, and he locked the black eyes under him with care that always tried to escape him, his voice was mute-

"And you are the culprit who provokes my desires, and you have the responsibility to solve it for me."

He curled that curve badly, and he once again took her thin lips that she was trying to protest, and the tip of his tongue invaded, like a flexible little snake, gliding in her mouth with ease.

The temperature inside the room kept rising, and the dress that Han Zhiqing had just worn for a while was easily taken off and threw it aside.

At this time, Han Zhiqing had nothing but the underestimate pants that covered her lower body.

"Zhiqing, you're really going to drive me crazy..."
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