Si Yiyan ran out of the manor feeling both angry and amused, and saw the person he was thinking about, climbing on a horse and counting ants. He had counted to ten, but turned back to count to eight. When he counted to fifteen, he pounded his head, wondering what he had counted just now. He was just like Wen San Sui!
No one would have thought that the eldest daughter of the Wen family, who has always been calm and rational, beautiful and elegant, and has a noble and elegant temperament, the most precious daughter in the upper class circle, and known as the Queen Wen in the circle, would behave like this after getting drunk.
After tangling for a long time, I didn't tangle, and stood up from the ground with warmth and elegance, and stepped on the ants and stepped on the ants: "The ant is four harms, step on you ..." Step on you ... "
Si Yiyan stepped forward helplessly, picked her up by the waist and saved the innocent ants from being harmed by her.
He looked at Si Yizhen with a warm and elegant smile: "Si Yi ... it's strange ... Why are you here? I'm not in the Wen family ... Isn't it a Mo family? This is not an illusion ..." Isn't this an illusion ... "
The warm and elegant pair of small hands, with doubt, on the body of Si Yi, up and down.
Si Yizheng's body paused, and his eyes emerged faintly: "It's not good, see how I can clean up you for a while."
Before he was solemnly guaranteed to him, he would not get drunk in the future. As a result, ... within a few days, he was thrown behind, and his words were treated as the wind.
Si Yizheng hugged her upstairs, came to the room, and put her on the sofa: "Loose the arm, let me go to the bathroom to give you a bath water."
The warm and elegant arm wrapped around his neck, but he was unwilling to let go: "Si Yi, I still have to hug, I have to kiss ..."
After speaking, she tightened a little again with her neck's arm, and gently pouted her mouth towards Si Yizheng's mouth.
Under normal circumstances, Si Yiyan would definitely be flattered, but... as a normal man who is also a little bit squeamish, he really doesn't like a drunk asking for a kiss: "Be good! Listen and don't make trouble. If you want a kiss, wait until we finish taking a shower."
The warm and elegant little awkwardness and the temper came up, just don't follow him: "Don't, don't ... people have to kiss and kiss now ... Just now Zhou Tianyu kissed Gu Junlin, I also have to kiss ..."
After saying that, she also wanted to force herself to kiss Si Yiyan.
Si Yiyan rubbed his forehead and suddenly thought of an important question: "Do you want a kiss?"
"Think!" The warm and elegant nodded, tears rotating in her eyes, and she felt very aggrieved about Si Yizheng's behavior of not letting her kiss.
Si Yizheng whispered: "Then you tell me, have you just played with someone else?"
Si Yiyan suppressed the jealousy that was surging in his heart. Thinking of Wen Xinya's charming and enchanting manner after she was drunk, he gritted his teeth. He decided that he must forbid this girl from getting drunk in the future. Not only was drunkenness harmful to her health, but if she accidentally hugged or kissed another man, wouldn't he be at a great disadvantage
Wen Xinya's eyes were shining with a bright light, so clear and pure that it was shocking. She shook her head: "No... They are not Si Yiyan, I don't want to hug and kiss them, I want to kiss..."
Si Yiyan felt that his life was complete in an instant. He overturned his body domineeringly and powerfully, pressing down with his entire body weight: "What a good girl, remember... everything about you belongs to me, and only I can hug you, kiss you, touch you, love you... and even have sex with you."
Before Wen Xinya could react, Si Yiyan's lips pressed down heavily on her. His kiss was so devastating that Wen Xinya felt as if her soul was floating. A great poet once said that kissing is a dance of souls between men and women.
Her lips were filled with the aroma and fragrance of the remaining red wine, making this kiss more intoxicating than usual. Si Yiyan finally understood what it meant to be intoxicated by oneself rather than by the wine.
Wen Xinya's hands were caressing his body randomly. It was obviously an unconscious action, but every movement was extremely charming and provocative. Si Yiyan's throat rolled: "Do you like this kiss?"
Wen Xinya's mouth was a little red and swollen from being kissed, and it was still stained with the color of water. In the misty yellow of the bedroom, he looked particularly charming: "I like..."
Si Yiyan smiled again and said, "Then... do you want to try something else?"
Wen Xinya tilted her head and thought about it, then nodded: "Yes! I want to have fun."
…
Ten minutes later, warm and elegant looked at the exquisite villain album in his hand, sitting on Si Yi's body, and adjusted his posture: "Si Yi, is this posture?"
This book is very interesting. It is full of erotic pictures. Moreover, the painting styles are gorgeous and romantic. Every piece of clothing and every object is exquisite. It can almost be called elegant art. There is no debauchery or lewdness in ordinary pornographic pictures.
Hmm!
Si Yizheng was half lying on the sofa, with a gentle and romantic mood on his face: "Baby, do it well, if you can move it again, it will be better ..."
Since the last time he painted with warm elegance, he was keen to study this kind of ancient cultural leftover treasure. He didn't know if he did not study.
Wen Xinya carefully studied a passage on the album: "When the convex is huge, it will feel painful at first and then gradually feel joy. If it does not move, it will be painful. When it moves, the pain will disappear and joy will gradually arise..."
After studying for a long time, warm and elegant consciously mastered the essentials, and began to confirm on Si Yizheng ...
This erotic album contained more than 300 kinds of sexual positions, each of which was explained and came with special techniques for sex. Wen Xinya had always been smart and had learned them quite well, and Si Yiyan naturally enjoyed himself.
Wen Xinya listened to Si Yiyan's moans, which were sometimes low, sometimes high, sometimes heavy, and sometimes panting, and she felt a sense of accomplishment: "Hehe! Si Yiyan, this is really fun..."
She likes to look at Si Yizheng, and her feelings when she is dominated by her.
Si Yi kissed her lips and smiled: "Do you want to make all the pose on it all over?"
The warm and elegant cheeks are boom, and I do n’t know if it ’s drunk, or because of affection.
Si Yiyan kissed her lips again and sent his own fluid into her mouth to quench her thirst: "Good girl... Then we have to take it slow..."
There are more than 300 postures, and it is naturally impossible to finish one night, but five or six posture tonight should be fine.
Si Yizheng looked at the girl who studied the room in the room and made him happy. He could almost expect his future in the future.
Hmm!