eyes wide in amazement and shook her head excitedly: "Don't, don't hurt them, please.""then be obedient!" Night Thunder took her to the sofa, took off his coat and put it over her, then turned away,...is washing, a figure comes in looking for water to drink.
as soon as she turned around, she bumped into him, raised her head and drank the drenched water.
like people who come out of the desert, they just want to quench their thirst.
she was wet, her skin was as smooth as a pearl, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and her eyes narrowed like a kitten.
Night Throne was stunned. She was so beautiful that she could always touch his heartstrings easily.
his body began to boil with blood again, suddenly hugging her in his arms and kissing her hard.
"Woo ~"
Feng Qianxue murmured like a kitten, and her weak little body trembled in his arms, but she did not resist.
because of physical instinct, he has become accustomed to his breath and adapted to his existence.
she was forced to bear his frenzied kisses, and her little body obeyed cleverly, allowing him to pick her up and plunder her wantonly.
she hugged his neck and wept helplessly in the spray.
probably held back for too long, this night, the night thunder is particularly crazy, the wind and snow tossed again and again.
from the bathroom to the sofa and then to the bed, she cried and begged for mercy, but he still pestered her.
at dawn, he stopped, took her to bed, wrapped her in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.
Feng Qianxue was so tired that his weak little body snuggled quietly in his arms, listening to his heartbeat and falling asleep.
the suit coat on the carpet, the night thunder's mobile phone kept vibrating, woke him up, he squinted, pushed the wind and snow into his arms, and went back to sleep.
"drink water." Wind Qianxue murmured vaguely, she was filled with a lot of wine, thirsty, so she always wanted to drink water.
Night Thunder turned over, reached for a bottle of mineral water and opened it for her to drink.
Feng Qianxue lies on the chest of Night Thunder, holding his little head back and holding the water bottle purring to drink water.
it looks like a hungry baby drinking milk. It's very cute.
Night Thunder's lips raised a bewildering Radian, so quietly looking at her.
"hiccup" Feng Qianxue gave a burp and handed him the water bottle.
Night Thunder threw the water bottle on the ground, turned over and pressed her under her body.
"again" The wind and snow frowned, wanting to cry without tears, "I am about to fall apart."
"this time, I'll be gentle."
Night Thunder kissed her lips, licked all the water left on her lips, then covered her with a quilt, imprisoned her under her body, and demanded overbearing.
Feng Qianxue held his face and looked at him blurred.
she saw the obsession and intoxication in his eyes, as well as her own shadow.
she obviously enjoyed it!
when he was in love, he bit her earlobe and called her name: "Wind and Snow …"
she hugged him tightly, narrowed her eyes, and softly replied, "Hmm."
"do you love me" The night thunderbolt suddenly asked.
Feng Qianxue was stunned, opened his eyes and looked blankly at the ceiling, not knowing how to answer.
did not get her answer. Night Thunder was very frustrated. He felt as if he had been hammered by something heavy. He even regretted that he should not have asked such a stupid question.
he really wants it back if he can.
he got off her, pretending to be indifferent, ready to get up.
Feng Qianxue looked at his back and suddenly asked: "Night Thunder, are you. Fall in love with me "
she felt it, really felt it.
his fanatical, infatuated but pitiful movements when they were in love:
the love and hate look in his eyes when he looked at her;
she didn't sleep well in the middle of the night. As soon as he turned over, he would wake up, hold her tightly in his arms, gently pat her on the back, and gently kiss her on the forehead.
these are all love.re red. "how do you know what I want most is this""of course Grandpa knows." The old man Ye said affectionately, "because your desire for knowledge and power is very much like when my grandson was a c...