Chapter 4711

Han Yichu is very powerful, and he is familiar with the sensitive part of Shuqing dance. Just a little provocation, Shuqing dance can't stand it.

Although Shu Qingwu is a modern person, she is still very conservative. She is too thin skinned. How can she accept being here.

Although this is a private room, no one will see, no one will hear, but she is shy.

Shu Qingwu said pitifully: "at first, we Shall we go home? "

Shu Qing dance with a soft cry voice, the appearance of begging for mercy, not only will not bring down the fire, but will make Han Yichu's body fire more and more intense. Let him is the emotion move of fierce, "dance son, be good."

In fact, what shuqingwu is provoked by Han Yichu is also what she wants, but she is still shy.

"You You are bullying me... "

Han Yichu looks at Shu Qingwu's bright and moving appearance, and his heart is drunk. With his elegant smile, he looks as if he is burning magnolia, which is unparalleled in jade.

Shu Qingwu was stunned. It's hard to imagine that he was doing something to tease her and love her.

Can a person's breath be divided into two sides in this way?

Han Yichu bowed his head in Shu Qingwu's ear and said, "wu'er, I can't help but bully you. Your appearance will only make me want to bully you severely."

Listening to Han Yichu's words, Shu Qing's face turned red, "you How can you say that? "

"I don't like to hear my truth."

Han Yichu looked at her delicate and bright appearance, it is the most moving, he has been emotional, how to let go of such her.

Han Yichu starts to take off the clothes under her skirt.

Shu Qingwu felt that her brain could not think at this time, "you You are so tired, you need to rest... "

At this meeting, she didn't have much strength. Her hands were so soft when she wanted to push Han Yichu away. Maybe she was longing for it, so she didn't want to push it away subconsciously.

"Well behaved, you are my good medicine. When I'm full, I can sleep."

"Ah..." Shu Qingwu couldn't help making a sound.

Train turbulence, coupled with such a posture, feel strong let her whole person to explode.

Shu Qingwu fell into Han Yichu's arms with no strength, and his face turned red.

"Yichu..."

When Shuqing dance is at a loss, it always instinctively shouts Han Yichu.

Han Yichu bowed her head and gently kisses Shu Qingwu's eyebrows and eyes, then her lips, tender and loving, with encouragement in her eyes.

Shu Qing dance is really powerless.

After Han Yichu was refreshed, he cleaned up for them, dressed Shu Qingwu, and then held her again.

After eating, Han Yichu had a feeling of satisfaction.

Originally the spirit was tense, this meeting also relaxed, that restless heart also followed calm.

Han Yichu sat holding Shu Qing dance, slowly closed his eyes and had a rest.

He hasn't had a rest for two days and nights. He is really tired.

Shu Qingwu looked at him with a tired look after closing his eyes. They both felt distressed. The feeling that they were completely integrated was very strong, which made her happy in fact.

Because of this feeling, she can feel from the heart that they belong to each other.

Shu Qingwu's biggest fear is that everything like this is a dream. When she wakes up, she's afraid she won't be able to stand it.