Seeing the girl who entered the door seemed to be insane, she stood blankly at the door, but refused to come over.
Jun Shang, who had always been in a concave shape, finally couldn't help it anymore, raised his eyes, and said, "Come here."
The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a magnetism that could make people's ears pregnant.
Muyan's heart is like a harp string, being gently plucked by someone, it feels numb and itchy.
Her feet walked towards the man uncontrollably.
When he was less than half a meter away from Di Ming Jue, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and he pulled in a dream.
The whole person fell into a broad and warm embrace.
A man's unique breath came over his face.
Muyan felt that she was really stunned just now, how could she obediently pass herself into the trap when he said it
"You let go..."
Before he finished speaking, his mouth was already blocked.
The body that wanted to escape was firmly imprisoned.
One big hand clasped her slender waist tightly, and the other pressed the back of her head.
Following the deep kiss, the slender five fingers brushed her bun.
The long hair fell loose, and five fingers passed through the hair that was as smooth as a waterfall, and gently stroked the back of her neck.
With infinite ambiguity and lingering.
After a long time, Muyan was released out of breath.
She glared fiercely at the man who was becoming more and more shameless, "Who will allow you to do anything."
A man's low voice came from next to my ear, "I didn't move my hands or feet, I... moved my mouth."
"You..." Could you be more shameless
Before he finished speaking, the man lowered his head again and took her slightly red and swollen lips into his mouth.
Ravaged and sucked, it took a long time to let go.
"What's more, the reason I move my mouth is to keep you from waking our son."
Muyan subconsciously looked at her son who turned over due to the movement, immediately held her breath and stopped moving.
Afterwards, he felt the hand on his waist slowly kneading his waist.
The body that was originally in Di Ming Jue's arms is also hugged even tighter.
It was so tight that she could feel the slightly undulating muscle texture under the man's hot chest through the thin clothes.
She was stiff and about to struggle.
The small and white earlobe was held by the man.
The low hoarse voice, with strong lust, rubbed her eardrums: "Don't move, otherwise, what if you wake up Xiaobao?"
"Di Ming Jue!" Muyan gritted her teeth and glared at him.
But she met the man's doting, affectionate, and dark eyes like a vast abyss.
"It's getting late, and I've been tired all day. Ma'am, don't you plan to rest?"
The man's slender fingers caressed the knot of her belt, and slowly untied it.
Muyan was flustered, always felt that if she didn't stop it, something might happen tonight.
Especially, Di Ming Jue's breath becomes hot and scorching hot little by little.
From the close body of the two, one can clearly feel the tension of the man's sword.
Then, the next moment.
Di Ming Jue suddenly feels empty in his arms.
All he had left was a belt.
And the warm and fragrant nephrite just now has disappeared without a trace.
The eyes that were stained with lust gradually receded the meandering color.
Then he narrowed his eyes dangerously.
The hand that had just touched the girl's skin seemed to still have a delicate and warm touch.
As long as he thinks about it, the blood in his whole body can't help but boil.
It's a pity that this little woman slipped away!
Of course Di Ming Jue knows that Muyan has entered the space.
He could have easily caught people out.