When she let go, Yan Qi was ready to break the rope. Although he liked that feeling, if he really died, if he died like this, then she didn't know what it would be like when she woke up. Moreover, this place is still a wasteland. He didn't dare to think about that kind of consequences, but when Ling Qingyu moved, he stopped his hands again, just slowly adjusted his breathing, and when she came back with the knife, he was already half relieved, but being held by her like this , being so anxiously worried by her, Yan Qi enjoyed it very much. While calming down the flustered heartbeat, he leaned into her arms with grievances, and whispered: "Master..."
Feeling that his breathing was becoming calmer, Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing him calling softly, she couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you make a sound?" As long as I yell, I will stop! Almost became a murderer!
"Not enough... Master... Not enough..." With his hands hooked around her neck, Yan Qi's eyes sparkled, and the grievance at the corners of his lips was even more bewitching. His voice was euphemistic and hoarse, with compelling sex appeal, and whispered softly. : "Not enough... Yan Qi still needs... master... still..."
not enough…
Ling Qingyu looked at him speechless for a while, a turbidity flashed in his eyes, his thoughts were still in confusion, but his head was hooked down, Yan Qi secretly took a sip of wine and put it in his mouth, hooked her head and kissed her deeply He got up, passed the wine over, and ravaged her mouth with his tongue. After the wine was completely swallowed by her, he let go of her lips, and looked at her bright and playful eyes again. , Said: "Master... come again..."
As he said that, he stood upright, and the upright little guy was covered with a layer of dew, and nodded his head as if begging her. Fingers caressing the deep red scar on his neck, Ling Qingyu blinked his eyes, lowered his head, and kissed the scar tenderly, licking his delicate and lovely Adam's apple little by little, which was still hot Ling Qingyu gently held the little guy with his hand.
"Ah... Master..." Yan Qi straightened up unconsciously, but covered hers with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't be so fast... Master... it's not enough..."
Leaning his body on the backpack, looking at the man who was panting and trembling slightly because of pleasure, but still opened his legs wide, a strange feeling seeped from the bottom of his heart, and pressed the palm of his hand against his skin. Going up, rubbing his hot palms from top to bottom, Ling Qingyu chuckled and said, "Not enough? Then, Yan Qi, what do you want?"
"Master...you know..." Looking at her clear eyes with deep love and pity in them, Yan Qi's lips slowly burst into a dazzling smile, and said softly.
"Ah, if you don't tell me~ how would I know?" Ling Qingyu put her hand on his navel with malicious intent, and softly snorted, "Come on, lovely Yan Qi, say Come out, what do you want Master to do?"
"Tighten me... master... and then... and..." Rao Yan Qi's face was as thick as a city wall, and when he said this, he didn't realize that he blushed.
But more attractive and delicious.
"Do you like me *you so much?" Leaning over him, Ling Qingyu approached him, asking with a smirk on his face.
"I like... what the master likes... Yan Qi likes..." Staring into her eyes, Yan Qi smiled slightly, and said in a soft and heavy voice: "As long as it is what you like, master, as long as you want, Yan Qi is willing to give everything... "
"Yan Qi..." Sighing softly, Ling Qingyu gently kissed his lips, and said softly: "If this is your wish, Yan Qi, I will make you happy."
"Ah... ah... Qingyu... master..." The extremely excited cry rippling across the wasteland as the body twitched and convulsed more and more intensely. From a distance, there came the roar of wild beasts, one after another, making people cry. The wilderness became unusually lively.
As the sky turned crimson, the morning sun coated the wasteland with a layer of brilliant light, the sound of water gurgling, the sound of wind softly, it seemed that the sound of flowers blooming could be heard.
Looking at the rays of light gradually illuminating the tent, Ling Qingyu blinked, and looked down at the man lying in his arms.
The man fell asleep just right, with thick black long hair hanging over his body, half covering his mottled body, long eyelashes drew thick shadows under the eyelids, and the lovely nostrils under the high bridge of the nose The hot air exhaled from the inside blew the long hair, and the fresh and sexy thin lips that were bitten due to the forced suppression before hooked a satisfied smile, holding her soft mass with one hand, arching on her sides The body between the legs twitched from time to time, causing the little guy still contained in the body to squirm a little bit.
keep her from sleeping at all...
His body twitched again, causing Ling Qingyu's body to shrink slightly, and his eyes looked at his tight and upturned buttocks. The round and beautiful lines, the firm and white skin are really fascinating, and they are still slightly opening and closing. Seeing the place where the blood is slowly oozing out...
Gently turning her head, Ling Qingyu covered her nose, knowing that it would be no good for this guy to drink herself, but she never thought that he would be so crazy, and also aroused all the charming thoughts in her heart, although it was Drunk, but later on she retained some sanity...
She roughly remembered what the two of them did last night...
It's really... crazy...
But looking at Yan Qi's seductive and extremely excited expression really made her feel great, so, under the constant temptation and pleading of his writhing beautiful body, her bottom line morals... have become like Dissipating like dust... I can only cater to him like losing my mind...
almost...
Turning his gaze back again, seeing his red strangle marks covered by his hair, Ling Qingyu felt heart palpitations, almost...
"It's going to be fine..." Kneading the meat ball slightly, Yan Qi's voice was weak but with a smile, and said: "I'll save it, it's going to be fine, I, I won't make you sad..."
"Yan Qi..." With a long sigh, Ling Qingyu put his hand on his back.
"I'm so happy..." Yan Qi raised her head, pushed her body up, jumped up a little, kissed her lips lightly, and said, "Qing Yu, I'm so happy, I'm so happy..."
Thinking of what he said, Ling Qingyu blushed unconsciously, dodged a bit, turned his head back in his smiling eyes, and said softly: "Me too..."
"Qing Yu..." Sucking her lips softly, Yan Qi was full of smiles, and hit her lower part one after another. When Ling Qingyu's panting became heavier, he said softly: "I love you, I, Yan Qi, only belongs to you… "
"Yan Qi..."
The morning sun is getting stronger, the temperature on the wasteland is slowly rising, and all kinds of life are beginning to flourish, and wild flowers bloom in the most primitive rhythm of life.