In such a serious place like the study, she felt ashamed and nervous. She reminded him to go back to his room several times, but he just didn't listen.
Under the dazzling light, there was no way to hide her nakedness, but he looked so handsome. Her eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist of grievance.
The naked look in his eyes made me extremely ashamed.
Staring into his thick eyes, she flattened her mouth and said, "I don't want to be here..." This is where he works, and his files are on the desk. How could she do that kind of thing with him here? Woolen cloth? What's more, Diandian is still in the study.
Qiao Yanli looked at Xia Yanxi who was so anxious that she was about to cry. He felt sorry for her and no longer forced himself. After wrapping the towel around her, he carried her out of the study and into the bedroom.
Diandian was about to follow him into the bedroom, but Qiao Yanli kicked the door with his long legs, and Diandian was isolated from the door.
Placing Xia Yanxi on the large soft couch, Qiao Yanli brought her thin lips to Xia Yanxi's ear and said in a low voice, "Good lady, can you do it now?"
Xia Yanxi pushed him and said, "You go take a shower first."
Qiao Yanli bent his long fingers and lightly scratched the tip of her nose, "Okay, wait for me."
ten minutes later.
The man hurriedly walked out of the bathroom, covered in moisture.
He only wore a bath towel around his waist. Xia Yanxi glanced at his lower abdomen and guessed that he was wearing nothing underneath, just like her.
Xia Yanxi glanced at his well-defined abdominal muscles again, with an inexplicable panic on her face. A man's figure could be so good that it would make people spurt nosebleeds.
Seeing Xia Yanxi staring at his abs, Qiao Yanli looked at her with his deep black eyes teasingly. He put his big hands on the bath towel around his waist and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you need me to take off my husband?"
Xia Yanxi blushed and glared at him, "Sulfur gangster." After saying that, she buried her little head in the pillow.
Qiao Yanli lay next to Xia Yanxi, hugged her into his arms, brushed her long hair away from her cheeks with his long fingers, and kissed her hot little face delicately and gently.
While he kissed her, he stroked her smooth back with his big hands. Everywhere his rough fingertips touched made her tremble violently.
His kiss fell on her soft lips. One sip after another, like feathers, moving her heart.
"Does it still hurt?" He asked in a low, mellow voice.
Xia Yanxi naturally knew where he was asking. She buried her face into his chest and said in a soft voice, "It doesn't hurt as much as last night."
Qiao Yanli turned over and pressed her under him. Kiss, from her beautiful collarbone, all the way down.
…
Xia Yanxi felt like she was going crazy. Her forehead and the tip of her nose were covered with a layer of crystal beads of sweat.
The surroundings seemed to be filled with his breath.
Every time he touched her, she felt like there was a fire burning in her body.
As he continued to penetrate her, her clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the clear tears seemed to fall at any time.
In the end, she clasped her hands tightly on the skin on his shoulder blades, begging for mercy.
…
After enjoying herself, Xia Yanxi lay weakly in the man's arms. The pink lips were slightly parted, and they were constantly being licked.
He had no experience before, and he didn't know where he got his fighting power. When she was thrown to the highest point on his body, she almost fainted from excitement.
It turned out that the pain last night was gone, replaced by a steady stream of stimulation and pleasure.