Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

When Xia Bing reacts, sang Shijun has almost pasted her.

She raised her eyes and looked at sang Shijun in a puzzled way. Her eyes reflected into his deep black pupil: "you..."

Words have not yet said, the lips will usher in a heat.

Clear taste, approaching breath, soft and soft bone

Xia Bing's cheek was hot and she wanted to escape.

Just want to hide his head, the back of the head was held by him.

Sang Shijun's thin lips moved to her ear, and his voice was very dumb: "don't move, Cole is up there."

The blazing breath beat in her ear, let her already red ear, more and more hot to the extreme.

Thin lips with heat waves, if there is no ground to wipe her delicate face, once again the Yingrun small mouth accurately grasps, mercilessly grinds

Xia Bing's head was suddenly numb. It was not for a moment to refuse. It was not for him to refuse. The whole person seemed to be frozen in general. He was playing with sangshijun.

The numbness and itching from the lip flap suddenly spread to the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons. The blood all over the body ran quickly, and the hot cheek was red.

And sang Shijun at the moment that dark eyes, has been very fast on a layer of scarlet desire.

He thought he was going crazy!

The deepest desire in his bones was finally realized, which made his whole blood boil up!

Between the lips and teeth are familiar with the taste, hook his mind constantly, once a beautiful and intimate night.

He was addicted to all kinds of tastes, like poison.

Not to get, the heart is like thousands of ants gnawing, itching hard to get.

But as soon as he got it, his desire came like a tide, devouring his brain and bewitching him to want more and more

Sang Shijun's strength is too big, and Xia Bing is about to breathe. However, she has to put her hands against his chest and refuse: "um..."

Poor voice, finally let sang Shijun gradually recover a little mind.

He forced himself to leave her with the only bit of reason.

Xia Bing quickly gasped for breath, his face and neck were red.

She looked up to the balcony upstairs.

Frowning, she gasped, "where's Cole?"

Sang Shijun did not change his face: "gone." The hoarseness in the throat has not yet completely dissipated.

Xia Bing is puzzled, but she is embarrassed to question. Let's just think that sang Shijun is telling the truth.

She did not dare to look up at sang Shijun.

What just happened caught her off guard, and her heart still didn't slow down.

What makes her more ashamed is that when sang Shijun kisses her, she doesn't even want to repel her for the first time. On the contrary, when the thick and hoarse breath comes, she still wants to yearn for more in a moment!

She hasn't felt like that for a long time.

The last time, it was five years ago, when I was dealing with that strange client.

Xia Bing wondered, is it because she has been single for too long that she can't stand a little provocation from others?

however, she has to deny that sang Shijun is a very excellent man in terms of external conditions and her own charm.

She is not a saint. It is inevitable that she will have a good impression on him when she meets such an excellent man.

But good feeling is good feeling. She has a sense of propriety in her heart.

She and sang Shijun are not people of the same world at all, and she has never had those unrealistic ideas.

After a pause, Xia Bing seems a little cramped. She just wants to run away from the scene and forget everything just happened.

It's just a show. Xia Bing comforts herself so much.