Chapter 169 (1/2)

Mu Xiyao sighs greatly, boss, you are really not losing. When they admit defeat, they tightly hold the welfare they deserve. This man That's a good calculation.

Her chest was cool. Although she was close to Zong Zhenglin's chest and covered her ears like a burglar's bell, this intimate gesture made people feel more cramped. The breath between each other was audible, which made Mu Xiyao's body a little soft.

”Your Highness, cold.” In fact, where there is cold, the temperature in the room is just right, but mu Xiyao is not used to wearing his own body, while Zong Zhenglin is well-dressed and formal.

”Jiaojiao as reliable as closer, this hall and you warm.” With his hand on the back of the woman, Zong Zhenglin felt the tenderness and smoothness of his palm. He just pressed her and sighed. ”Jiaojiao, why are you so delicate?”

The little woman's body is delicate and soft, so the body is half exposed, and the spring is shining. Zong Zhenglin kisses her and falls on her side neck. Her eyes are deep and burning. Looking down from the back of her neck, it is an attractive arc. The deepest part of her back is not gone, but is stacked in the skirt and shirt of Mu Xiyao. Careful concentration, but can vaguely see the woman's buttock valve and the center is the most charming ravine.

It's half cover up and half nudity. It's hard to bear human feelings. ”Jiaojiao, let's have a look at this hall.” Zong Zhenglin's voice just fell, but his hand tore her skirt and shirt. The internal force was so strong that the white jade body of women's porcelain bloomed in front of her.

Mu Xiyao was suddenly startled by the man's rough behavior, and then he screamed out. ”No, your highness.”

Zong Zhenglin began to restrain herself after she was pregnant for six months and never let her be covered with any more. When necessary, they just take off their clothes and wait for mu Xiyao to serve them in other ways. They can't bear to let her suffer.

At this time, suddenly broke the ban, scared Mu Xiyao tightly hugged his back, dare not let this man move on.

She thinks that teasing Zong Zhenglin, even if the consequences are serious, is for the boss, these two familiar intimacy, she does not resist. But for a real blend, Mu Xiyao is absolutely afraid to take risks, after all, children always have to protect.

Feeling the woman trembling slightly in her arms, she was afraid. Zong Zhenglin suppressed the heat under her body and only gently comforted her in the ear, ”but some can't help it. I can't bear to hurt my heart and liver.” As she spoke, she rubbed on her fullness, and her fingers moved slightly towards the middle.

This is a very sensitive woman, where can withstand Zong Zhenglin's means, a few breaths let him like the idea. Men slender fingers in the most private place back and forth, Mu Xiyao small face crimson, jiaocao voice moving.

”Well, your highness ~ ~” seems to be losing consciousness. Mu Xiyao gasps and calls people, and bursts of heat pours on Zong Zhenglin's chest. Although he is separated from his robes, his lower abdomen is still tight.

”Delicate, the spring dew is wet and slippery, the end of hook people.” Mu Xiyao's unique body fragrance becomes more and more intense when she is in love. Zong Zhenglin felt that there was an irresistible impulse in his chest and abdomen. The woman in front of him seemed to be bewitched. He knew he couldn't do it, but he chose to kiss Fangze at this time.

Mu Xiyao is confused. She only feels that her little hand is brought under the man's body and pokes in from the edge of the robe. Only then can he feel Zong Zhenglin's firmness, heat and strength.

”Um ~ ~” the hand is hard and can't help but palpitation. She jumps twice in succession, which makes Mu Xiyao lose her mind completely. A pair of eyes, such as water, red lips open and close the delicate groan.

Zong Zhenglin's arrogance has been expanded to the extreme. When touched by Mu Xiyao's catkin, he can't help wetting the front essence. ”Be quick. It's already painful. ”

Zong Zhenglin, who was so indifferent, met the enchantress, and could not help but beg for pleasure.

Every time he was happy with Mu Xiyao, he had to suffer a lot. Zong Zhenglin often sighed that his proud self-control had touched the woman, but it was useless. He was like a hairy boy with only the idea of collision.

Mu Xiyao is not conscious, only with his words, along with the man's traction, directly holding firm, so enjoying Zong Zhenglin's pleasure, while serving the Phoenix eyes have seen scarlet man.

's desire for political affairs was finally relieved, and his mind was quickening his movements. But for a moment, his hands were suddenly wet by a wave of dew. But mu Kwai Yao could not resist the stimulation and got to the limit early.

Looking down at the woman in front of her body, she trembles slightly, her eyes are in a trance, and she only looks up her neck. At this time, Mu Xiyao is particularly vulnerable and lovable.

”No one can see this delicate appearance except this hall.” Zong Zhenglin with her small hands quickly circle around, forehead blue veins burst out, voice hoarse, watching Mu Xiyao lying on his back, full of high UPS, fierce in the Phoenix eyes.

Mu Xiyao was also immersed in the spring tide brought by Zong Zhenglin. Now, a man who looks like he is out of control holds his small hand, slightly painful. Looking back, he saw that the man was well-dressed, but in fact, his lower hem was different.

Knowing that he can't get to the extreme, Mu Xiyao decides to end this slightly deviated affair as soon as possible.

Zong Zhenglin is anxious to relieve his desire, but he is excited by Mu Xiyao's next action. His body can't help but straighten up, and his throat is humming and roaring.

I saw a little woman kneeling on the blanket, he completely opened his robe, so enchanting and enchanting, he was extremely bold to drill in. After that, Zong Zhenglin clenched his fists, and his eyes were almost completely closed. Among them, the frenzied and rolling tide of love was amazing.Looking down, he could see the undulating outline of his clothes. Zong Zhenglin felt more pity in his heart. Under the body is the ecstasy of the pleasure, the heart of the tide of the impact of waves.

Thinking of the red lips of Mu Xiyao under the clothes, Zong Zhenglin felt his blood boiling and his desire burned again.

”Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao...” This kind of unconscious call is the most obvious sign before a man ascends the summit.