Zhao Ning's nipples are not big, her areola is pink, and her breasts are round and full. Every time she shakes her body and slides up and down, it greatly stimulates Fang Zhicheng's desire.
Fang Zhicheng took the nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently, while one hand gently stroked the most obvious mark on the upper side of the breast.
Zhao Ning was trembling all over. She recalled the time when Jin De left a scar on her chest with a knife. For some reason, she didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, she was greatly stimulated. So she became more wild and changed her gentle appearance. She changed the position of her legs to a squatting position, and then moved her hips up and down to make the physical contact more intense.
"Bite me... bite me hard..." Zhao Ning narrowed her eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips, and asked Fang Zhicheng in a low voice.
Fang Zhicheng followed Zhao Ning's instructions, took the cranberry on Zhao Ning's chest into his mouth and sucked it hard, as if Zhao Ning's vagina was swallowing the cock vigorously.
The desire was completely ignited.
Fang Zhicheng felt that he needed to change his posture, so he stretched his hands back to support his center of gravity, and Zhao Ning also moved his center of gravity back, and the whole person arched like a bridge. Because only in this way, each check at the place where the flesh was glued together would become a little longer, and the ecstasy would come a little more distant.
Fang Zhicheng felt like he was falling. If possible, he would like to fall forever and never touch bottom.
Zhao Ning felt like she had returned and finally found her long-lost sensitivity, her sensitivity towards men.
This was a thrilling battle, like a downy rain after a long drought.
Zhao Ning screamed "Ah", feeling that every pore of her body was sweating. Amidst a burst of high-pitched and loud moans, Fang Zhicheng quickly changed his position and pressed Zhao Ning under him. He thrust forward suddenly, and within a few seconds, the hot and thick liquid shot out domineeringly, which lasted for nearly twenty seconds.
Zhao Ning tried hard to endure every second, his brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, his mouth emitted a pleasant lingering sound, his body trembled, taking in every grain of essence...
Chapter 0755 From now on, the king will not hold court early
"Listen to me first. You should know that I am a very troublesome woman, and I approached you with a purpose. If our relationship goes one step further, aren't you afraid that I will use this to threaten you and make you fulfill my request?"
"I know you very well. If it were a few weeks ago, I would have had such concerns, but now I can be sure that you will not do that."
"Why… "
"Because you're in love with me now."
“… How narcissistic.”
"Will you be my lover?"
"Don't dream!"
"Are you saying one thing and thinking another? You don't need to answer, because your body seems to have given me the answer."
…
Fang Zhicheng put on his clothes and looked at Zhao Ning lying in the quilt. She looked extremely tired with her eyes closed, but he could see a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Every time he faced Zhao Ning, Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but think of Jin Feng. At this moment, he felt a little complicated. When he first got together with Zhao Ning, he had the idea of revenge against Jin Feng in his heart. However, after a long time of contact, Fang Zhicheng distinguished Zhao Ning from Jin Feng. Zhao Ning was Zhao Ning, and Jin Feng was Jin Feng. Although they had had intersections in the past, they were now independent individuals.
Jin Feng has caused so much trouble for himself, Zhao Ning should not bear that. On the contrary, Fang Zhicheng feels that Zhao Ning is very pure and he needs to protect such a woman.
"I'm leaving." Fang Zhicheng stood in front of the dressing mirror, straightened his clothes again, and said softly.
"Go ahead, remember to keep a low profile, I won't see you off." Zhao Ning said softly.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Have a good rest. Remember, from today on, you are my woman."
Zhao Ning thought about it and said without confidence: "I don't belong to anyone, I only belong to myself."
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "You're just being stubborn."
Fang Zhicheng left the pet shop and sat in the car. He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and then spent more than ten seconds slowly exhaling.
He was a little grateful to Ouyang Dui at this moment. If it weren't for such a strong opponent, he would probably have ignored Zhao Ning for a while. It was because Ouyang Dui appeared and pursued Zhao Ning that Fang Zhicheng realized that the cold violence against Zhao Ning was actually violence against his own emotions.
Fang Zhicheng always had a hard time making up his mind about his feelings for Zhao Ning. After all, Zhao Ning's identity was too special. He knew that he liked Zhao Ning, but whenever he was about to take that step, he would always retreat out of habit. But Ouyang Dui made him take a bold step, and the result was not as bad as he imagined.
Of course, there were other reasons for not touching Zhao Ning. He knew that there were many women around him, and every time he fell in love with one, he would hurt one. Emotional debts were no easier than monetary debts.
For example, Fang Zhicheng felt that he could never repay Shen Wei in this lifetime. For another example, Fang Zhicheng always felt that he owed Qin Yuming deeply. And Zhao Qingya, because he was afraid of hurting her, he always tried to restrain himself.
At this moment, Fang Zhicheng really envied the kings and generals in ancient times, who could marry wives and concubines openly. If he were in ancient times, he would definitely have many wives and concubines. Also, if he really went back to ancient times, Fang Zhicheng was not sure whether he would become a king who missed the harem and stopped attending court.
…
The prison environment is not as bad as imagined, especially the prisons with higher standards, which allow people to live in single rooms and provide newspapers, books, etc. to pass the time. Jin Feng has adapted to the new environment. He lives the same life every day, but compared to his previous self, he now seems like a walking corpse.
Now the only thing he looked forward to every month was a letter from Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning had met him once, and she promised to rescue him. Although he knew that the hope was slim, Jin Feng still had some hope in his heart. Zhao Ning was really a very stupid woman. He had hurt her so many times, but she still cared about him.
"Your letter!" The prison guard stuffed a letter in.
Jin Feng's numb heart beat violently and he quickly glanced at the signature, "Zhao Ning".
What would he say in the letter? Would he have convinced Fang Zhicheng to let him leave this hellhole
After tearing open the seal, what came into view was still Zhao Ning's beautiful handwriting. A smile appeared on Jin Feng's lips, but then the smile slowly faded, and his face became gradually ferocious.
"Why is this happening!" Jin Feng roared angrily. He had been suppressing his anger in prison, but at this moment he could no longer hold back and exploded.
"Brother Feng, please forgive my betrayal. I feel so sorry for you right now. Not only did I break my promise to you, but I also inevitably fell into another world. I can no longer face you, so this is the last letter I send you..."