Chapter 645

Hold her on and deepen the kiss.

However, yunshishi still has some sense. He realizes that he is in the dining room box at the moment. He doesn't know when someone will break in. For a while, he will be nervous.

"Don't be here. Someone will come in later. "

"No!"

He consoled her against her lips.

This is his world. Without his command and call, who dares to step here?

Therefore, her worries are completely superfluous.

Cloud poetry can't resist, only let him kiss deeper.

It has to be said that on the level of kissing technique, moyazhe's kissing technique at first was not exquisite.

At the beginning of kissing with her, she was aggressive and domineering, but at the same time, she was a little clumsy.

Now, however, the superb and exquisite stage of his kissing has been pointed out by her.

She is no match for him at all.

A lingering kiss, she seemed to be turning into a spring water in his arms.

He didn't even take the next step, just kissing like this, it seemed that there was a current running up her back, and her heart was surging.

The shoulders of Yunshi's poems could not help shivering and contracting.

Can't help but reach out to resist his attack.

However, mu Yazhe kisses her jade like fingertips and pecks them lightly.

A puff of crisp hemp spreads from the fingertips to the heart.

Then, his long fingers raised her chin, and his eyes fell down to kiss her lips, rolling and grinding.

Holding her up, muyazhe put his arms around her waist and legs, accompanied by her lost voice and exclamation. When he returned to his mind, he saw that she was already in an ambiguous position, with her body tightly attached to him.

It's too ambiguous.

The temperature in the room skyrocketed.

He pecked at her lip and whispered in her ear, "poetry, with me."

His voice is clear and magnetic, but inadvertently it is full of unprecedented indulgence.

He said he wanted her to be with him.

Give her the world.

His world.

Cloud poetry face can not help but scald a few minutes, slowly nodded, a low "um", it is a happy answer.

OK, together.

She will give it to him all over the world.

Her world.

In the box, there is another elegant room.

Bathroom, bed, sofa, everything is equipped, just like a dream suite.

Mu Yazhe embraces her, goes on the sofa, puts her carefully on the sofa.

As if she was a fragile treasure, her movements were so gentle that she felt like a dream.

As if, has never been any man so gentle pet.

Is it a dream?

Cloud poetry is inexplicably worried about gain and loss, and scared.

I'm afraid that all this is a dream.

Broken dreams wake up.

Yun Shishi is stunned and can't help but reach out and caress his handsome face. His slender fingers caress every inch of his outstanding facial features. It's incredibly true.

It's not a dream.

The fingertips could not help shivering.

Muyazhe holds her hand, kisses her gently, then clasps her fingers, and slowly covers her body.

In this position, I entered her.

There is no fierce offensive, no extortion.

His movements were gentler than ever.

Cherish her.

Not willing to hurt her.

I want her to feel clearly how wonderful it is to be in love with him.

In the aftertaste of the affair, she gently closed her eyes, lying in his arms, resting on his warm chest, with her fingertips wrapped around the collarbone necklace.

The diamond set in the pendant is cut into exquisite meteor shape.

Exquisite, noble and elegant.

Charming.