Looking at Ye Qingjue proudly, his little hand was harshly pinching the hardness in his hand.

Ye Qingjue's eyes flashed with strangeness, but he fell into the proud Shui Liuli but did not notice it, which led to... the final "tragedy".

Just when Shui Liuli was proud, she also found something wrong. How could this man make her succeed? Even in the mist, he would not have even resisted.

Once his hands were loosened and his body retreated, he was about to jump out of bed. Ye Qingjue looked at her back near her, and carried her back to the bed with a little force with her hand, pressed her directly, lowered her eyes and looked at Shui Liuli with a little panic but did not hide her bright eyes.

Ye Qingjue's hair was a little messy. When he looked down at Shui Liuli, there were fine black hair blocking the narrow phoenix eyes, covering the dark light shining inside.

Such movements softened the deep and bottomless eyes, as if the calm sea after the rain was wide and deep, but also contained invisible vortexes, and they would sank and drowned at any time when people who dared to look at him.

Shui Liuli gradually became a little confused, and her doting eyes were something she had never seen in Ye Qingjue's eyes.

An intoxicating but faint danger.

His arms were tense, with unstoppable vitality that could not be brewed. Shui Liuli was also adding fuel to the fire to his chest. Even if Ye Qingjue had good self-control, he could not stand such a pure charm.

Even the clothes were not completely removed. His white and tender thighs were wide open and suddenly entered the rush to the bottom. His body was instantly stretched open and became full and sour, making Shui Liuli couldn't help but scream.

The slender legs were uncontrolled on Ye Qingjue's strong waist, and the subtle whimper was light and soft, like a lazy and noble Persian cat.

Ye Qingjue seemed to have a numbness and itchyness on his back, and the movements under him were much more forceful, as if he had to reach the depths of his soul every time. Shui Liuli's slight whistle hit Ye Qingjue's heart.

Some of them were beating irregularly. In ancient Greek mythology, the sun god Apollo courted the goddess of laurel, and Nassus fell in love with his reflection in the water. The incomplete love god Venus had complete love, so he had the most beautiful crystal, Cupid.

These are love, whether it is desire or love.

I just think what Muse said, "Beautiful love is the most commendable art in the world."

Whether sex and love are separated or combined, in Ye Qingjue's eyes, he didn't even want to touch other women, but Shui Liuli, he really couldn't stop.

Not to deny that he loves her, including her body.

In the fierce demands and collisions, the combination of body and experience, or the arrow of Cupid travels through time and space, shooting towards their hearts, or the red line of the Moon Old has long been entangled between the two of them.

He pulled Shui Liuli with his big hand and let her hang it on him. Ye Qingjue did not leave her body, and hugged her out of bed. The friction of walking made her unable to help but hum.

He put her on the soft couch and let her enter from behind with her hands.

I have her deeper, but I don’t think it’s enough. My heartbeat is so violent that everything is in chaos.

The ambiguous smell filled all the senses of Shui Liuli, and she was about to feel that even the sound was not hers.

The gentle and tender crying sounds were either high or low, intermittently escaped from the throat, and the whole body was as hot as it was roasted by fire. The fatal pleasure that rushed into the brain accumulated, and the consciousness gradually became chaotic.

Just when she felt that she was about to reach the highest point, Ye Qingjue suddenly buried in her body and stopped moving.

Shui Liuli slightly opened her closed eyes, her originally clear eyes, with deep desire, "What's wrong with you?" She turned slightly and reached out to Ye Qingjue's chest.

Feel the hot heat in the palm of your hand.

"Open your eyes, I want to look at you." The low and dull voice charmed the heart.

Even Shui Liuli seemed to be confused, and her body moved slightly. Ye Qingjue moved and retreated, turning Shui Liuli's body over, making her eyes facing him.

The scalding hardness pressed against the dampness of Shui Liuli. Shui Liuli's body kept twisting, and the numbness and itchiness in her lower body made her uncontrollably.

Especially this man kept seducing her and rubbing her hard, but he just didn't go in.

Although Shui Liuli was tortured by the desire () hope, she still saw the evil on Ye Qingjue's lips. She stretched out her long legs and hooked Ye Qingjue's thin waist. Her lower body was close to her. Ye Qingjue took a breath. Looking at the little fox of Shui Liuli, she could no longer control her eyes.

Drive straight in.

The water glaze that was about to reach a high place was, after a fierce and violent impact, the face showed a bright color that had never been seen before, and the light was overflowing, making people unable to take their eyes off.

The two of them trembled at the same time, and the burning seeds sprinkled into the depths of their bodies.

This time I lacked love again, and I spent all my energy on Shui Liuli's energy. Seeing Ye Qingjue still had an unfulfilled feeling, I felt a sense of danger.

However, Ye Qingjue looked at Shui Liuli's constant gasping, and could not bear to let her suffer anymore. Shui Liuli had no strength to stare at Ye Qingjue.

Let him pick her up and wash it behind the screen. The exquisite screen vaguely reflected two entangled figures, without any lingering or ambiguity, and some were just calm and comfortable to wash away all the dew.

When they hugged each other again and prepared to fall asleep, it was already half an hour later. Of course, Ye Qingjue must have been unable to help it. He was hungry again, and then had another hot meal of meat.

Yes, this meat is not the other meat.

Ye Qingjue hugged her into his arms in his waist, and listened clearly to each other's heartbeat through his soft robe. Shui Liuli was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes, leaning softly in her warm arms.

Regardless of Ye Qingjue's nonsense hand on her face, she just rubbed her delicate cheeks against Ye Qingjue's big palm, like a furry little fox.

Ye Qingjue laughed in a low voice. This little woman sighed and slowly closed her eyes. She probably would have regretted her prank tonight when she wakes up tomorrow.

Thinking of Shui Liuli's cute expression tomorrow, Ye Qingjue slowly fell asleep.

The thin tent, the beautiful person who sleeps in embrace each other, is so comfortable and so warm.

The distance between hearts is like the distance between them embracing each other, and there is no barrier.

Knowing that it was noon the next day, Shui Liuli slowly opened her eyes, her misty eyes gradually became clear, and she felt the arms around her waist and the white and delicate details in front of her. Shui Liuli thought of the entanglement last night.

Her face turned red uncontrollably. She wanted to play Ye Qingjue for a while last night, but she didn't expect that she would be eaten directly by him. Is she overestimating her strength or underestimating Ye Qingjue?
Chapter completed!