Feng Xingying suddenly stopped talking, and the whole room became quiet.
It was so quiet that they could hear each other's violent heartbeats and nervous breathing.
Also, they both had their eyes open and could see each other at a glance. They were so close, and in an ambiguous posture of him on top and she on bottom.
No, we can't go on like this.
Feng Xingying felt that she still had to do something. She turned her head away in embarrassment and twisted her body, trying to get away from him.
late.
Seeing that she was about to run away, Qin Molin chased her.
His lips were like a violent storm, falling overwhelmingly on her forehead, cheeks, ears, and neck, and finally landed on that bright red color, absorbing that bright color.
The domineering masculine scent, mixed with strong blood, filled and stirred in Feng Xingying's mouth.
His kiss was overbearing and crazy, like a bolt from the blue.
His lips were as hot as a branding iron, and they were printed on Feng Xingying's lips, as if he wanted to leave his mark on her forever.
His tongue dexterously pried open her white teeth, chasing her soft uvula.
She wanted to escape, but her body refused to obey her, and she became entangled with him obediently.
Feng Xingying gave up struggling and even thinking, and his whole body went limp.
Her little hand that was still pushing his chest had turned to subconsciously holding his waist.
Her body also changed from stiff to soft as water, with a hint of sweetness and coldness, like the most beautiful delicacy in the world.
Her heart had already accepted him. She is not a pretentious person. Even if they cannot be together in the end, she is willing to leave an unforgettable memory with him.
If she does it, she won't regret it.
Even if she sleeps, she is not responsible!
Qin Molin seemed to sense the subtle change in Feng Xingying's mentality. Her soft body and cooperation seemed to encourage him to go deeper.
His hands wandered restlessly over her body, like a ball of warm sunshine, igniting her cold body bit by bit.
Her dress also melted and disappeared in this scorching fire, revealing the girl's body as white as jade. The slender legs are flawless.
His eyes were bloodthirsty, wanting to taste this delicacy at all costs. His movements began to become rough, even a little impatient.
He leaned down and kissed Feng Xingying's lips again. Without Feng Xingying's resistance, he quickly entered the fortress, lips and teeth locked.
His tongue became more domineering, fighting in her mouth. Feng Xingying could only make a "wuwu" sound. There was no pain, but it seemed to be a satisfying release.
The lips parted, and an ambiguous white thread flowed from her lips and slid into her snow-white neck.
Looking at the tempting female body in front of him and kissing her with her familiar breath, Qin Molin could no longer control his desire.
At this time, no words could compare to physical communication. His body was getting hotter and hotter, and he pressed tightly against her body. His hands restlessly groped upward from her waist to her soft and sensitive breasts.
His tongue rolled gently from her lips, licking the white strands clean.
Seeing his careful and gentle movements, Feng Xingying's face was as red as fire.
He moved upward little by little, and finally caught the bright red, and attacked and conquered crazily.
Feng Xingying felt the smell of blood in his mouth getting stronger.
he got hurt? His breath is very unstable!
She looked up and met a pair of strange, blood-red eyes that were extremely beautiful and inhuman.