MTL - War Love Snow-Chapter 37 Start reading
The chilling and obsessed kiss of the chilling and charming lady with a mischievous smile on her face, the tenderness and tenderness of her love for Hongyanzhu lips, lingering and turbulent. Han Xue blushed and groaned, burying his face in his neck, his slightly unstable breath and the big eyes blurred under the hot kiss made the chill tremble with excitement.
Her every move, every smile, deeply touched his heart. "Will you go back to the room?" Since the two were physically and mentally fused, he was like the male wolf who was in estrus. He just wanted to keep her underneath and caressed and loved. Just a kiss made him desire. Moe, Her Majesty's desire burst into pain, shouting for liberation. The charming beauty of the person in his arms made him anxious to bury himself in her body immediately, sharing the wonderful taste of the soul-eliminating bone.
"Don't! People still look at the stars." Han Xue firmly refused, and in recent days, they have been used to roll the sheets. She could only stand on the roof and blow her hair. She had exhausted her magic weapon. She was pressed by the man on the bed and asked for more than ten times. I also knew with my toes that the man wanted-why-she wouldn't be stupid enough to send herself into the wolf's mouth. After the relationship between the two was close, Han Xue knew that the man was a mad lion wearing only sheepskin. The man hid himself too deeply. When the two were alone, she hardly had sovereignty. She almost grew up with the chill, but she didn't see the man's iceberg until recently. The arrogance, the arrogance of all things, only emanates when he loses self-control in his lust.
I have to say that the chill that was lost in the **** seems to be able to destroy all the fierceness and domineering. Although she couldn't bear it, it also fascinated her deeply. Every time she rises and falls in the impulse given by the chill, she has a very strange feeling, as if the chill intentionally or unintentionally wants to fascinate herself with the pleasure of floating in the lust, or infatuated with his body And the joy he brought her.
"Huangfu Haotian is not a fool. Your prank is too obvious. You can't see the excitement tonight. Let's go back to the room and" rest "." Take the lower body of the small tent, Han Xue. The straight buttocks, Qiu Huan's intentions could not be more obvious.
Tong Han's face was red, and her little hand shoved the hard chest of the chill. She exclaimed: "Are you still not tired of this day, and you are not afraid of-fine-all people die."
The chills in the chills of the eyes seemed to drip softly, the deep black pupils flashed with flaming flames, and their arms were like iron trapping the soft female body in front of their chests, and their lower waist hit the belly of the child in their arms unintentionally or unintentionally. "-Jing-Dead to death? Then we are not enough in the amount of times this day." Looking down and putting on her white ears, the voice uttered a seductive suggestion with a dull voice: "Well, tonight, let's All try together? "Damp hot tongue licked Bai Nen's earmuffs," I've been in your body, we are connected day by day and love each other. "
The hot male breath spit on the sensitive ears, and Han Xue felt only a whole body of dryness, and the chill made the heat even higher, and even breathing was a little difficult. Staying together all day and all night? How many times do you do that? Just thinking about the strong and fit body of the chill, I asked her time and time again and again, that fierceness, that kind of madness, the body couldn't control the softness, and the cold snow felt only-the acupoint-the middle one was hot, and the legs became sticky. Get wet.
"You ... You ..." Such a beautiful temptation, even if the eloquence is better in ordinary days, he can't speak for a while.
Seeing people in her arms seem to have no intention of refusal, the chills went boldly, holding the snowy willow waist with both hands to lift it slightly, inserting one foot between her legs, and holding the hard stick on top of the heavy cloth. That soft wet land.
Tong Han Xue fiercely drew a cool breath, and in order to maintain the balance of his body, he hugged his shoulders reflectively. With horrified eyes, he couldn't believe the stare of intoxication and enjoyment. Han Xuedun felt the stars flying in front of him, but only hated that his constitution was too good. Why didn't he faint? The lower body withstood his slow but powerful collision, the chill was stiff and powerful, and the stimulus of rubbing with the cloth made her unable to restrain from trembling. The body was sensitive and abnormal after countless baptisms of lust. Her The heart of the legs quickly wet, soaked in trousers.
"Don't ... don't be here." Han Xue wailed with erratic breathing and begged for mercy. At this time, the two stood on the roof of Feifeng Pavilion. Although -skin-eyes could not see the figure, they could hide in the dark. Countless, there are hundreds of dark guards in Shan Feifeng Pavilion hiding in the dark, not to mention the twelve guards who are always by her side. In recent days, this man's crazy nature, Han Xue can be considered deeply, she did not dare to do that kind of thing on the roof with this man in front of hundreds of palace guards.
"Return to the room?" The chill whispered to her ear and whispered a cunning smile, hiding behind Han Xue's blue silk.
"Hmm ..." Han Xue hummed like a moan, and the thrill of her leg heart went straight to her brain, her consciousness was a little confused.
The wind was blowing, the chill was holding the beautiful woman in her arms, and she drifted into a half-open window at an incredible speed. The place where she settled was the outer hall of the cold snow boudoir. After the two entered, the window closed without wind, and countless Eyes are isolated.
Seeing the two finally returning to the room, all the dark guards let out a sigh of relief while wailing in their hearts: they are also normal-blooded normal men. How could they not react when they saw such a hot picture? Poorly, they can only blow out cold wind.
It was said that the palace door opened early the next morning. Hundreds of plain-clothes palace guards opened the Hanchun Building, which was closed and closed. As a result, the Hanchun Building, which was supposed to open for business in the evening, was closed for business on that day. The girls in the building, like the wolves and tigers, were completely tired and paralyzed, but this is the last word.
As soon as I entered the room, the chill was a bit eager to hold Han Xue on the round table in the hall, swiping my palm, the tea cups and snacks on the table flew to the other table, and I waved my hand and opened the door automatically. Close the upper bolt.
While chilling, the monkey hurriedly unfastened his pants and let his pants fall on his feet. He lifted up the snowy long skirt with a large hand, pulled the wet trousers behind him, and threw them behind. The hand sticks cold white and tender jade hips, and pulls open a white dangling thigh. He eagerly shoves his swollen thick stick into the wet little snow-holes of the cold snow, forcing a straight waist, and the huge male root is deeply buried. Into the hot and slippery narrow lane.
"what……"
"Ok……"
The momentary close combination made both of them moan. Han Xue was because the male root in that hole was too long. The sudden feeling of swelling made her scream, but the chill was about to burst. Desire was moistened and soothed by the narrow, narrow, acupoint-moisture.
