His lips were already very hot, and he was pried open with the tip of his tongue. Youmeng's fragile defense line was broken in an instant. She was not panicked inside, and she greeted him in a quiet manner, and the kiss began to deepen.

Her obedience did not slow down his offensive, but instead made him feel as if he was stimulated, wanting to dominate her more deeply, eagerly and greedily.

She gradually closed her eyes tiredly, and tears poured down. The warm raindrops that could not control the falling on her lips were swept by him and put them into her mouth. They were crushed by him with his tongue, and finally melted into each other's mouths, mixed with the sweetness of kissing, a taste that would be unforgettable for life...

Sour, miserable, but beautiful as strong wine burns the throat.

Youmeng and him were immersed in a deep kiss. After a long time, his fierce plunder and occupation suddenly stopped, and he wanted to let her go.

His face slowly moved away, and she opened her eyes lightly as if she was confused, and there was a raincoat in the curtain.

His voice was low and cold: "Since I decided that I only have him, why don't you refuse this kiss?"

Is this unfaithful to Su Zhi?

She lowered her eyes and cried calmly: "Because this is the last time."

The last time I had to indulge myself in this way.

She pursed her lips gently: "As long as you promise not to meet again, I will satisfy you whatever you want."

He was slightly stunned: "You will be satisfied with what I want?"

He couldn't suppress the ridicule of his heart and wanted to test how sincere she could be.

"Including your body?"

Her eyes were stunned.

If he can't get her heart, he wants to get her. Is that what he meant?

Youmeng lowered her head with understanding and pointed it gently: "Actually, before I met you tonight, I had already thought of all the possibilities."

So I was mentally prepared for the worst, otherwise I would not have asked him to come to such a deserted place.

He looked at her indifferently, and saw her turn and walk back, his cold eyes followed her into the water pavilion.

She stood behind a veil with her back, her voice soft and sorrowful, but every word was clear: "If this is really what you want, I'll give it to you."

As she said that, she lowered her tears, attached her hands to her clothes, and untied the uterus and waist seal without any haste.

He stood there quietly, and saw her hazy figure through the gauze, taking off his clothes one by one.

Until she was covered with smooth body, she covered her chest with her hands, turned slowly, and looked at him outside the veil, reluctant to raise her eyes.

His cold eyebrows remained motionless, looking at the phantom of the woman being reflected by the glimmer of light, the most honest reflection was that when nothing could be covered, the delicate and stylish curve of the body was enough to make normal men in the world think of it.

After a moment of silence, he finally picked up his steps, slowly penetrated into the gauze curtain, and walked to her. She raised her eyes with tears in it, showing her delicate posture.

When his hot palm touched her cold shoulders and arms, it seemed as if it had burned her, and she suddenly shuddered.

While staring, he held her back slowly, gently put her on the clean and shady jade mat on the ground, and he leaned over.

He kept his palm on the back of her neck and stared at her from a high point. In the darkness, his other hand wandered upwards along the outside of her thighs, igniting the fire all the way.

She couldn't control her nervousness and trembled gently under him, and could only try to keep her will awake and calm.

She even thought before that if she really got to this point and treated it as a calculation for her own. This is the best opportunity. As long as Yuan takes off his clothes, she can face the wound on his body, which will eventually make her sure whether he is Su Zhi or not.

She used this reason to comfort herself and was not so scared: It doesn’t matter Youmeng, this is just a bet between you and him. If you dare to gamble, you won’t be afraid of losing.

The warm and itchy feeling had been passed from her waist, stopped in front of her chest, and pressed against her soft heart. The man seemed to be feeling her heartbeat with his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I'll ask you again last time, voluntarily, don't you regret it?"
Chapter completed!