V2.Chapter 649 (1/2)

”Don't move, it's very painful!”

Qian Xue, whose hair is messy, grins and complains that Wang fan is sweating. Her eyebrows are twisted into knots, which makes her expression look very painful.

”But I can't keep this posture all the time!” Physical overdraft of Wang Fan bitter face, looking at and he looked at the snow.

”I don't care!” Frowning thousand snow, speaking is very arrogant, do not give Wang Fan any chance.

Seeing the expression on Qian Xue's face, Wang Fan didn't dare to make any more moves. He put his hands on the tatami and tried to support his body so that he didn't fall down like this.

After about a minute, Qian Xue's eyebrows gradually spread. She put her arms around Wang Fan's neck and said plaintively, ”sister Qing lied to me!”

”Miao Qing? What did she lie to you about? ” Wang Fan was at a loss.

”She said it's very comfortable to do this kind of thing, or she gave me the advice, let me see you this time, pull you to do this kind of thing.”

Tongyan's Qianxue pouts her lips, which always reminds people of Lori in the animation. In addition, the tone of her voice makes people have no way to parry.

Wang Fan, who is about to die down, swallows his saliva hard and wants to extinguish the fire in his heart in this way.

However, everything is not as he imagined.

The saliva that slid down his throat into his stomach was like the liquid that helped to ignite. It suddenly put his desire, which had retreated into flames, into his body again.

Just after a little bit of shener's Qianxue, she also felt the change of Wang Fan's body. She widened her eyes and exclaimed: ”Hello! What are you up to? Are you trying to kill me? ”

”Don't move, or it will hurt!” Wang Fan, sweating on his head, looked at Qianxue and said in a low voice.

”I believe you, ghost!”

With his arms around Wang Fan's snow, he took back his hands and tried to push Wang Fan down.

”Ah

Without waiting for Qianxue to draw her hand back, the pain of tearing makes her brain blank. Her body, which is not easy to ease, warns her again.

”Wang Fan, you are a son of a bitch!”

Tears down the corner of Qian Xue's eyes, she raised her head and scolded loudly. It seems that only in this way can she relieve all the pain at this time.

The room is filled with warm fragrance of flowers. Sweating Wang fan doesn't care to taste this peculiar taste, and has no energy to think about other things.

The aphrodisiac in the orange red light is too overbearing, which makes Wang Fan immersed in the ocean of desire again.

It's not a matter of bringing wolves in.

It's like opening the door to hell.

And Wang fan is like a devil who has lost his mind, harvesting all this crazily and without pity.

Delicate faces are no longer white as snow. Those vessels hidden under snowy white skin should be boiling hot blood and have turned into blush.

Chaohong once again climbed on Qianxue's face, which made her brain begin to appear short-term anesthesia, confusion and love also made her gradually lose the pain.

Subconsciously grasp everything at hand, Qianxue forcefully pinches with her fingers, twists with her hands, and resists with her remaining consciousness.

Intermittent shortness of breath, like an old ballad, reverberated in the room for a long time.

The single tune of the ballad seems to have some kind of magic, urging the fighting devil to fight hard.

”Fan, please... You! Rao.. Rao.. I'm

Qian Xue talks intermittently with her eyes closed. She dare not open her eyes, dare not go to see Wang Fan, and dare not look at him in any way.