Chapter 38

Shen Qianshu was inexplicable, and it was not easy to order him to leave.

"Are you full?"

Shen Qianshu felt that this question was a pit and had to be answered carefully. She carefully wanted to retreat, but she was stretched out by Yeling's long arm, buckled her waist, and there was no escape. Shen Qianshu's heart was so nervous that she nodded a little blankly under his fiery eyes.

The next second, Yeling rolled over and pressed her on the sofa, holding her wrist in one hand and pressing on the sofa. Shen Qianshu looked at him in panic.

Dark and cold.

"You're full..." Yeling lowered his head, and the tip of his tall nose gently sniffed on her skin, such as a cat who has not been satisfied, sniffing his field and determining his territory. The cold fragrance on her skin seemed to stimulate his nerves, and Yeling's voice was dull and low, "it's my turn."

Shen Qianshu was trembled and goose bumps all over by his actions.

It's so provocative.

Yeling's facial features are handsome and compelling, with deep eyes and thin cool lips. They are all like God's masterpiece. They are tall and good, and a pair of long legs are particularly conspicuous. Even a simple white shirt can wear out the feeling of the runway. With a strong body, handsome face and noble temperament, Yeling stands out from the crowd.

He rubbed her cheek on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently.

If it were her lover, Shen Qianshu's long lost teenage heart would burst.

However, he is Yeling.

She dodges the touch of Yeling. Such action is more provocative than direct kissing and plundering. Shen Qianshu is no match at all.

He is either an experienced lover or a genius.

"Sir..." Shen Qianshu wanted to shrink himself into a small one. He was nervous and afraid. The feeling he gave was too terrible.

The girl under him had no resistance and breathed out like orchid, which was fatal to him, but he was not in a hurry.

This is his prize.

He waited for the prize for seven years.

His heart roared and couldn't wait to tear her up, but he couldn't bear to miss the process of every minute.

"My name is Yeling..." his voice rang in his ear, buried in her neck, the heat was like the hot summer sun, the skin seemed to have thirst, and her heart was so crazy that it would break through the thin skin, "call my name."

If Shen Qianshu's neck was going to burn, he put his hand on his shoulder and wanted to push it away. Yeling didn't budge. Shen Qianshu didn't dare to look at his eyes. His eyes were magical, and she would be cursed.

"Sir..." her voice was naturally charming. At the moment, she was like a helpless girl facing the cruel DengZi, trembling in fear, which stimulated the DengZi's * * eyes. Ye Ling's eyes sank slightly, and her long fingers untied her buttons, revealing a white neck.

"Yeling..." Shen Qianshu finally called his name, "don't do this, ah..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly screamed with pain. Yeling bowed her head and took a hard bite on her collarbone. The pain was incomparable. Shen Qianshu was the most afraid of pain, and his eyes instantly contained a package of tears.

It hurts, beast!

Yeling released Shen Qianshu. There was a circle of tooth marks on her white collarbone. Yeling was very satisfied, "what are you crying for?"

"It hurts!"

"Oh..."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

You're the only one?

Yeling lowered her head and kissed her clavicle, with a natural appearance, "doesn't it hurt?"

"Lying in the trough, do you think your kiss is a painkiller?"