Chapter 332

Before the words were heard, muyazhe grasped her wrist and dragged her into his arms. Her long fingers raised her chin. The man couldn't wait to kiss her lips, rolling and grinding.

I miss her a little!

In the United States, I have been missing this woman all the time.

Miss her shy, angry and coquettish appearance, miss her angry stare at him, miss more, under him, shy to be put.

It's fascinating.

Think of her as if she was poisoned.

She seems to be the only one who can get rid of the poison.

She is his poison and his antidote.

The tip of her tongue hooks into her open lips and rolls around her sweet and wanton dance. The faint fragrance of smoke lingers between her lips and teeth.

The heart beat of Yunshi's poems is speeding up, and the ambiguous thin red is floating on his cheek.

The first kiss, there is also a sense of strategic city, he step by step, she step by step.

But gradually, his kiss, slowly become gentle.

With one hand supporting his body and half sitting, he cradled her waist with one hand domineering. He got up slightly, leaned on the sofa lazily, held her on his knees, buckled her thigh with one hand, and tightened her back neck with his right hand. With this gesture, he deepened the kiss even more.

The tip of the tongue gently outlines the shape of the lips. The kiss is soft, soft and soft, but it seems to sweep a silk of electric current. A shivering numbness suddenly spreads all over her four limbs. The body doesn't feel the hot reaction.

The instinctive reaction hidden in the deep was easily dug out by him.

The breath of Yunshi's poetry has lost its steadiness, and it gradually gasps. Yilan's kiss always has a terrible magic power, which can easily arouse her deep feelings.

Mu Yazhe laughs at ruffian. His left hand viciously opens her lapel and unties her knot carelessly. If the cold fingertips have crossed her collarbone and skin, it seems that they have not.

Yun Shishi is shocked and reaches for his hand.

"What do you do?"

"Eat you."

"I don't understand you!" As if he didn't understand the implied meaning of his words, Yun Shishi's face burned.

Muyazhe smiled, holding her fingertips in his backhand and pulling them towards his chest.

When his fingertips touched his buttons, yunshishi's face suddenly turned red.

A few days without touching her, she became more sensitive.

But with a deep kiss, her face turned red all the way to the bottom of her ears.

Some lovely.

"I'm not saying I'm hungry, woman, feed me!" said muyazhe

"If you are hungry, go to eat!"

Cloud poetry is ashamed and annoyed, hateful.

"Woman, do you really or pretend not to understand?"

Muyazhe licked and kissed the corner of her lips, put the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, and whispered, "what do you mean to eat, don't you understand?"

I understand this time.

But

Yunshishi takes a deep breath and swallows it with his hands on his chest.

"No way."

"No?"

"Well."

"I sleep with my woman, why not?"

Why is this man so domineering?

Yunshishi is very tired now. She wants to have a full meal. However, she can comfortably and briefly add sleep and take a nap.

But

Heaven does not fulfill man's wishes.

Looking at her evasive eyes, muyazhe was a little upset.

So she pinched her jaw and covered her mouth with thin lips again.

Against her soft lip, he whispered, "I miss you."