"Now, I'm going to give you a taste of my means!" Fan Zheyun raises his eyebrows, and his two little hands gather their strength to strike out quickly. Before Ding Yi returns to his mind, he takes three or two shots to completely untie Ding Yi's clothes.

"You, what are you going to do?" Ding Yi completely did not expect that fan Zheyun would be so swift and violent at this time, and he seemed to ask nervously.

"Hum, you know you're scared now?" Fan Zheyun complacently hums, but what fan Zheyun doesn't notice is that in the corner of Ding Yi's eyes, there is a sly smile.

"Yes, I just know to be afraid. I'm so afraid. I'm so afraid. Ha ha!" When Ding Yi said that, he couldn't pretend any more, and his mouth burst out laughing.

"You Seeing Ding Yi's reaction, fan Zheyun certainly understood that the boy must be laughing at himself again. He snorted, but his anger was just a sign, "you watch, that's how I teach you!" Fan Zheyun says something in his mouth. He reaches out his little hand and catches the hateful thing between Ding Yi's legs. Then he looks at Ding Yi with a bad smile.

"What do you want, little girl?" Without fear, Ding Yi raises his eyebrows provocatively and looks at fan Zheyun.

"I want to be strong and treacherous and you!" Word by word, fan Zheyun's face, full of desire, blush, shyness no longer exists, "kiss my husband, you are ready to take it!"

Fan Zheyun yelled. He took off several of his clothes and sat down on Ding Yi.

"Oh!" As soon as the two hot carcasses touch each other, their bodies tremble. The heat of their bodies seems to be trying to find a vent. Fan Zheyun holds Ding Yi's chest in one hand and catches the annoying "little Ding Yi" in the other. First he takes a deep breath, and then slowly sits on it.

"Well!" Fan Zheyun and Ding Yi groaned with deep feelings at the same time. The huge high spirits finally broke through the barriers and entered the warm and humid depth. Fan Zheyun's breath became more and more urgent. In the breath, fan Zheyun bent down his body, tightly, with his delicate and full body, It is pasted on Ding Yi's body.

Two people's mouth, are panting heavy voice, two people's four hands, tightly entangled together.

"Kiss a good wife, if, if tired, let me come, OK?" Ding Yi saw that fan Zheyun's body was shaking gently, and a layer of sweat was floating between her forehead and her nose. Ding Yi painfully put his mouth to fan Zheyun's ear and spoke softly.

"No, no!" He refused and lifted up his body. Ding Yi's mouth was full of turbid heat. He felt that there was no place to vent the turbid heat in his body. In this way, his body couldn't bear it. As he spoke, he lifted up his body. "I, as I said, I want to deal with you myself, so I don't want you to move!"

Every word is accompanied by a heavy breath. Fan Zheyun originally wanted to stay on the comfortable body for a while again. The feeling on the top is too good. However, she dare not. She is afraid that if she stays too long, she will not be the attacking party. Maybe if she stays any longer, she will lose the power of attack!