Stepping on her husband's bottom line by mistake

Chapter 1108 Bathroom (11)

She was also amazed by the desire in her heart...

Looking at the reflection of herself in his dark eyes, there was a touch of spring on her pink cheeks. . . . . . . . .color.

A pair of black eyes were dyed by the flames like morning glow.

She thought she must be very bad, very. . . . . .Mei, very down. . . . . . .Fall, very. . . . . . . . .

It turns out that when the gate of self-discipline is released, there is a fairy of desire and desire living in everyone's heart...

(Leng Haotian's eyes turned cold, he frowned, and said in great pain: "Dear Xue'er, China is co-creating a network environment, so the following pornographic and violent scenes cannot be seen by young friends. We can only watch, not touch, let alone hug OOXX. Cough cough, N words will be omitted in the scene of making small buns. Please imagine for yourself. After we go home, we should cover the quilt and turn off the lights in private Let's fix it!")
Fortunately, this fairy will only show the most charming posture in front of him.

Leng Haotian obviously enjoyed her initiative, and suddenly smiled faintly.

There is no evil smell, no surprise and anger just now, no strange and alienated coldness.

Like a lazy cat eating delicious fresh fish.

On his handsome face, there was an unprecedented casualness and relaxation.

Like her, he longed for each other's love. . . . . . . . .

The two are at the peak of happiness and see the satisfaction in each other's eyes.

Total devotion, complete fit, endless trembling. . . . . . . . . . .Let the two be reluctant to separate for a long time.

In the quiet bathroom, apart from the sound of swaying water, there was heavy breathing.

He didn't withdraw, he was still attached to the warmth in her body.

After a long breath, she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned her head on him, and cried uncontrollably.

"Silly girl, why are you crying?"

He stretched out his hand from the water, the water splashed, and his wet palm brushed the back of her head.

"It hurts just now?"

Leng Haotian looked at her hair with some doubts, it seemed that there was no sign of being red and swollen.

Feng Linxue also leaned her head on his shoulder and shook.

But the range is too small, like a kitten rubbing against his palm.

"Haotian."

Her voice came from behind him, and her breathing was soft, tickling his heart a little.

"what happened?"

He also stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, smelling the same aroma of body wash and shampoo as his.

(End of this chapter)