Real couple!

Han Yichu said this sentence is not impulsive.

He is a kind of instinctive feeling, and he knows that if he doesn't turn the dance into his own earlier, others will covet it.

He's not sure if he'll always be there.

But he knew clearly that he could not allow her to belong to others.

Especially she is his wife, in his arms, because of him and some bloom.

He wanted to pick this flower, hold her, close to her, his body clamored with deep desire.

He wanted her.

This feeling, he can't deceive himself, also don't want to wait.

He has lost his square inch today because of the appearance of he Lianheng.

He didn't dare to think that if anyone else found out how to dance!

Han Yichu may not understand his feelings for Huangqing dance, but he knows that he can't let her go, no matter how.

And no one can compete with him.

A real couple?

Huang Qingwu naturally understood what this sentence meant. She never wanted to be with Han Yichu and never refused. But Han Yichu's formal question made her confused.

In fact, Huang Qingwu thinks that Han Yichu doesn't have to ask.

She was thinking, this sentence also reminds Huang Qingwu of those unforgettable love in the past.

And his deep love for her on a blind date.

Those, let her forget also can't forget, a kind of crazy idea rushes into the brain of Huang Qing dance.

If so, will Han Yichu care more about her and love her more.

Just think so, Huang Qing dance nods.

She takes the initiative to embrace Han Yichu's neck with a little shyness, puts her lips together, and gives Han Yichu her answer.

Han Yichu couldn't bear it any longer, and the kiss came down like a storm.

While kissing, Han Yichu reached into Huang Qingwu's skin as he thought. The silkiness of his tentacles made his body ache.

But in order to take care of Huang Qing's feelings, he just endured the pain of his body and gave her the most tender and considerate feeling.

He didn't want her to hurt badly the first time.

The warmth in front of him was too long for Huang Qingwu. Because of the pain, Han Yichu's forehead exuded sweat.

Han Yichu's slender fingers untied Huang Qingwu's buttons.

This process, for Huang Qing dance, is really too tormenting, she is biting the lip with her teeth, and her delicate voice is constantly overflowing. "Yichu It's also early... "

"Darling, I'll be here for a while, just for a while..."

When Huang Qingwu's clothes are scattered, Han Yichu looks at her beautiful skin, and the storm in her eyes can swallow everything.

His lips contain her two pieces of broken snow, let the emperor tilt dance can't stand the corner of the eye overflow excited tears.

What she didn't want to wait for was the light in her eyes.

Han Yichu naturally understood Huang Qing's eyes.

His body was very tight, and his throat rolled deeply twice, coaxing Huang Qing to dance: "good, for a while."

Then he got up and began to undress.

Huang Qingwu looks at Han Yichu vaguely and looks at his slender fingers untiing his own buttons, which has a strong visual impact.

The combination of elegance and glamour has a fatal attraction for Huangqing dance.

Huang Qing can't help but swallow her saliva. She hasn't seen him like this for a long time. She hasn't had the deepest intimacy with him for a long time.

Last time I was in my dream.