Chapter 45： (1/2)

"Nowhere, nowhere ... oh!"

In the second half of the sentence, "Not good-looking", he blocked his lips and blocked it back. Zheng Feiyu tightened his arms and hugged the man into his arms. He put soft kisses on his cheeks, forehead, and hair ends. He tried his best to contact every inch of Omega's skin, almost trying to stick to it.

The sweet body scent filled the lungs, soothing that even the fingertips were shaking.

Zheng Feiyan gasped and pecked at Omega's lips, his eyes tenderly: "Baby, you look good. I like every place on your body, really."

The passion was imminent, and he was sweating so hot that he felt his body tormenting in the oil pan. Then he lifted up his gown and sank his waist. He stuffed his hot **** device between Omega's legs and wrapped the soft thigh skin. Stem friction. The top of the umbrella rose bright red, against the perineum all the way down, near the hot and slippery entrance.

"what!"

When he tried to enter, Omega suddenly had muscle stiffness, struggling to straighten his waist, a painful groan leaked from his throat, but tried to swallow.

Zheng Feiyu took a puff in his heart, and immediately stopped moving: "It hurts?"

Omega looked at him stupidly, a little dazed in the mistake. Zheng Feiyu reached out and touched his face, and said, "Tell me if it hurts, you know?"

Omega seemed to be incomprehensible to this sentence, and blinked slowly two times, and then stammered to confirm with him: "Yes, okay?"

"of course can."

Zheng Feiyi smiled helplessly, and then frowned again.

Who teaches you to walk on thin ice like this, and even think that you have made a mistake and can't bear to say? Who has destroyed your self-confidence in appearance, and has such a beautiful face that you are arrogant?

What did you experience before you met me, and who did you hurt?

Zheng Feiyu wanted to know the answer, but now Omega was trembling with his pain, not a good time to ask questions. He leaned on Omega's side with one hand, and reached into the overlapping abdomen of the two with one hand, and gripped the half-half-dropped object gently.

"First, sir ... don't do this ..."

Xu had never been loved so much. Omega looked shocked and suddenly raised the pitch.

Of course, Zheng Feiyu refused to let him go, Gu Zi rubbed the hard meat stick with his rough fingertips and palms, and occasionally rubbed his eyes with his fingertips, picking up a trace of bright mucus. Omega's earlobe blushed quickly, and she began to breathe in a small sip, her fingers pressed against the quilt impatiently, and held it for a while, then loosened her eyes.

"Comfortable?" Zheng Feiyu asked him.