He looked at luonanchu for a while, his eyebrows turned slightly back, and he bowed his head and gently kissed his ruddy lips.

Ronan put his arm around his neck and gently opened his lips to let the tip of the man's tongue go into her mouth.

In the narrow space of the sofa, the whole person is surrounded by a man's arm, and the ambiguous entanglement between the lips and the tongue makes people feel emotional.

Ronan raised her face and looked at the man in front of her. She knew that he needed her as much as she needed him.

Her face turned red unconsciously, holding down the man's palm, which she rubbed on her waist, said in a low voice: "go to bed..."

The man did not speak, just a deep low smile, Ronan Chu's face more red, can't help but bite his chin, gently scolded him: "smile what smile!"

Fu Tingyuan did not speak, but chuckled and picked her up from the sofa. After two steps, he crushed her to the bed.

He didn't take off his clothes, but Ronan was just a tolerant bathrobe. The belt of the bathrobe had been spread out between his movements. The delicate skin rubbed the smooth fabric of his shirt, and his temperature spread to her without any hindrance.

When Fu Tingyuan bowed down to kiss her again, Luo Nanchu's fingers unconsciously tightened the cloth of his sleeve, and his slender fingers squeezed his arm.

It is difficult to describe Fu Tingyuan's attraction to her.

Whether it's him, or the sexual bliss that he brings her, or it's because of him, that feeling of love with him makes her so happy.

Close contact with the person you like, the combination of body and heart, that is no one and things can bring her pleasure.

His lips lingered down, kissing her neck and clavicle, then her fluctuating soft chest

She couldn't help but close her eyes and put her finger into the man's hair. Her body was covered with pink under the man's sight.

Just when two people are separated from each other better than their newlyweds, Ronan's cell phone "buzzing" on the bedside table vibrates.

Fu Tingyuan pauses for a moment, regardless, lowers his head to lick her chest.

Ronan blushed and couldn't help pushing him. "Wait, wait, I'll answer the phone!"

The man's slender body pressed her firmly on the bed and refused to let her go. He glanced at her, reached out and grabbed Ronan Chu's hand and pressed it under his crotch. He was very dissatisfied and said, "do you think I can come back after you answer the phone in this state?"

Luonan's ear tips were red. He took his hand from Fu Tingyuan's palm and scolded him in a low voice: "hooligan!"

The man did not agree to pick eyebrows, "that otherwise, you pick you up, I do mine."

Luo Nanchu imagined for a while, a little can't stand him: "Fu Tingyuan, can you be more serious?"

The man looked at her face flushed, hook lips satisfied smile, and then bowed his head to kiss, continue his unfinished action.

The mobile phone on the bedside table stopped for a while, and then it rang.

Luonanchu really can't sit still this time, and he struggles to get out of the man's arms and reaches for his mobile phone.

She looked down at the caller ID and quickly stopped Fu Tingyuan's action: "it was my dad's driver who called."

Fu Ting yuan paused for a moment, low and dark scolded: "depend on." But also stopped, no more action.