Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 364

Ji Boyan bowed his head, kissed the soft lips, put his left hand on the soft calf, moved it up inch by inch, and deliberately lowered his voice when speaking, provocative.

"Do what needs to be done."

Although the clothes Wen Ruan is wearing today are sportswear, the fabric of the sweatpants underneath is very thin and is made of silk. Her big hands go up from her calves, and she can clearly feel the heat from the man's hands every time she touches her legs. Trembling and shrunk in, head lowered, eyes wanting to look up at Ji Boyan, but a little embarrassed.

Seeing her like this, Ji Boyan smiled even more in his eyes, moved his throat up and down, leaned forward to bully her, blocked his small mouth with his thin lips, and tossed and turned.

Holding the back of Wen Ruan's head with her right hand, she was forced to raise her head to bear Ji Boyan's demand, and there was no way she could retreat.

Ji Boyan's left hand also went up involuntarily, supporting Wen Ruan's waist, Wen Ruan couldn't help but shrink back, his voice leaked out from between his lips and teeth like a kitten whining, soft and trembling And vaguely: "Second Master..."

In his arms is the beloved little girl, soft jade and gentle fragrance, and such a pitiful appearance, even if Ji Erye is a god, he can't help it.

He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the soft waist, and pulled it in his direction. Suddenly, the soft and fragrant body rushed into his arms, causing countless sparks to pop up in Ji Boyan's eyes.

The strength began to increase, ravaging the soft and tender lips of the little girl. Originally, he just wanted to tease Wenruan, but he didn't know which Java country he ran to, and the strength became stronger and stronger.

Wen Ruan huddled into a ball and nestled in his arms. Under the dim light, her little face was still glowing with emotional pink, as delicate and charming as a lotus flower that just bloomed.

Ji Boyan's throat rolled, and he put her on the bed involuntarily. He pinched her chin with his right hand, pressed the soft right wrist with his left hand, and unconsciously slid his thumb pad on her white and greasy wrist. Intensify the fire.

Wen Ruan jerky reacted, responded, the thin lips meandered all the way down, lingering on the soft neck, leaving one after another delicate kisses, as soft as a feather brushing, making Wen Ruan feel slightly itchy, The toes couldn't help curling up.

I don't know how long it took, but even Wen Ruan felt that this incident was logical, and when he was ready to go, Ji Boyan stopped abruptly.

Ji Boyan did not leave, supported his own weight with his arms, half suspended above Wen Ruan, buried his head in Wen Ruan's neck, exhaled warm breath, hot, but did not continue.

Wen Ruan couldn't help biting her lips, lowered her eyes, and couldn't help but yelled in a low voice, her voice was still tender and affectionate, soft and lovely.

"Second Master..."

Ji Boyan reached out to hug Wen Ruan, held her in his arms, sat up straight, put his right hand on the back of Wen Ruan's head, and stroked her seaweed-like hair, as if to comfort her.

Wen Ruan couldn't help but grasped his clothes tightly, Ji Boyan noticed it, thought she was frightened by him, couldn't help but patted her on the back, kissed the tip of her ear lightly with thin lips, and said in a low voice Dumb, but tender like water: "Baby, don't be afraid."

Wen Ruan's face was hot, and she couldn't help shrinking into his arms, her voice was thin and shy, rang in his ears.

"Second Master, I'm not afraid, I'm just... a little nervous."

After a pause, the soft voice sounded again.

"Second Master, I am willing."

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