ay.""Mommy, I'm sorry, I wasn't in a good mood last night." Yè Fēimò said, remembering what Hàn Bì had said, he paused, "Mommy, what happened""Dinner together tonight.""Good!" Yè Fēimò said, "Where's..."Jiaqi went to Norway." In other words, she's not in London, so there's no threat.

"Unparalleled let out a sigh, with a seductive smile, "So it seems, no matter what I do is acceptable"

"Baby, I don't mind you keeping your hand there." Kaka smiled, stroking her face gently. His eyes were wise and full of affection, "Men can't stand being teased like this by you."

"But you're not reacting at all."

"You said Kaka was very excited."

I want to get Kaka excited.

"What Xiao Kaka expresses is what Da Kaka means." Kaka calmly and rationally talked to her, in fact, he had many ways to make Wushuang let go, and in terms of martial arts, he wasn't necessarily inferior to Wushuang either.

"Really"

"Really."

His eyes were like still hot springs, serene yet with a hint of mistiness that blurred the surface, as if veiled. Wu Duo tried her best to discern the color in his depths, but she couldn't see through it.

She suddenly had a mischievous thought.

“Is it hard” Her face was pressed close to his, her breath warm on his skin. Her soft, red lips brushed against his cheek from time to time. A beauty in his arms at dawn, such temptation, for a man, this is the limit of endurance.

However, Kaka still smiled, this mask of a smile never coming off. "It's not easy,"

"I can help you how" the unparalleled prankster said.

“Wúshuang, give it up. If I endure any longer, I'm going to collapse.” Kaka smiled and pretended to get up. Wúshuang exerted force, his eyes fixed on him, “I didn’t let you endure…”

She spoke, leaning down and kissing Kaka's lips.

Kaka seemed to know she would do this, a sigh swallowed between their breaths. He reached out, gently encircling Wushuang's neck with his hand, opening his lips in response. Not intense, not reckless, just gently yielding to her whims.

Gentle, yet profound.

All the suppression, all the intensity was forcibly pressed down into his heart, not allowing these emotions to stir. He also made a great effort to restrain the urge to press her down beneath him forcefully...

His love and indulgence towards Wushuang exceeded what ordinary people could comprehend.

Wushuang kissed him, teasingly nibbling and then pulling away, forcing Kaka to chase her. She entangled his small tongue with hers, kissing him deeply and passionately. Wushuang's hand reached into his clothes, her large pajamas couldn't stop anything at all. Her hand now moved freely, grasping Kaka...

Kaka frowned, his kiss suddenly became out of control, turning rough. But after a moment, it returned to calm. Without a word, he released his lips and looked down at his face, his expression still unchanged until now.

It's just more sweat...

Wushuang longed to see the frenzied expression behind this smiling face, but she had never seen it.

She couldn't help but wonder if only Fang Jiaqi could see such a Kakka.

"Enough, Wu-Shuang," Kaka spoke up to stop them. This wasn't the first time. They kissed, they enjoyed each other, but never went all the way. Ever since she confessed her feelings for him, they had maintained this kind of relationship. According to Wu-Shuang, she liked it that way.

Whatever she likes, he will never say no.

Even if he knew deep down that their relationship was unhealthy.

Beyond the boundaries of friendship, and beyond the boundaries of romance.

He didn't know where his indulgence towards Wushuang came from.

"Are you comfortable" Without stopping, the peerless subordinate pleased him while asking, her gaze earnest. She always did everything seriously.

Kaka couldn't deceive her; he couldn't even deceive himself. How could he deceive her, "comfortable."

This sentence pleased Wushuang. She lowered her head and kissed his lips, his eyes, holding onto his earlobe all the way down, while kissing, she unbuttoned his pajamas, a warm kiss landed on his chest, Wushuang chuckled softly, holding onto the red bean on his chest...

As she kissed him, her other hand didn't stop moving.

Wushuang possesses the most abundant theoretical knowledge and also a wealth of practical experience.

She and Kaka had been together for seven or eight years, of course knowing how to please Kaka better, knowing how to make him happy, and knowing where Kaka's sensitive spots were.

She thought, no woman in the world understood Kaka's...body better than she did.

"Kaka was getting more and more excited..." Wu Shuang chuckled, her fingertips expertly turning. Kaka's willpower had reached its limit, his body tensed to the extreme. This witch...

In this world, the only one capable of tormenting him so freely is Wúduīng. There's no one else who could.

“Kiss me!” the unparalleled queen commanded, just like a queen in leather boots, a leather jacket, and holding a whip. To do this kind of thing on such an ambiguous and hazy morning, she was still dazzling, gorgeous, like a peerless pearl.

Kaká obeyed the queen's command, bowing his head and kissing her lips.

Wu Shuang sat astride him, her chest rubbing against his.

Kaka let out a muffled grunt, and Wushuang suddenly bit his chin, Kaka completely lost his defenses, releasing in her hand…

Sweating profusely…

Their sweat mingled together, indistinguishable, with only the intense breathing and ambiguous sounds rising. KaKa embraced WuShuang, holding her tightly. The woman on him...WuShuang's gloomy mood vanished in an instant.

Embracing him, she savored the moment of warmth.

On the surface, it always seemed like she was the one taking charge, while Kaka passively accepted. As a man, he didn't seem to mind being dominated by a woman and allowing her to do whatever she pleased to him.

Only Canbi knows, the surface is always just the surface. No matter what rhythm she tries, it's all controlled, she never gains the upper hand.

He's the kind of man who will appear to give way to you on the surface, but deep down he silently controls everything.

Including intimate details.

She once thought, when he was in bed with a woman, whether his mind was precisely calculating the time, when to start, when to end, it was all up to him to say, and he would do what he said.

I can only say, this man's microcontrol is too amazing.

After the climax, no one spoke. The air was thick with a lingering sense of intimacy. Kaka lightly patted Wushuang's back as she buried her head in his shoulder, inhaling his familiar scent...

His earlobe was once again taken into her mouth.

"Kakaka..." I wanted to say it, but the words stuck in my throat. Wu Shuang silently held onto him, not uttering a word. Some things were taboo, things we had agreed not to mention, so we wouldn't.hows in Milan. She is a renowned fashion designer who has always been low-key and never appeared in public, but she is the chief designer of Puwer International brand, owns her own studio, and often h...