Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she straightened up, a force of strength suddenly bent her waist again, and she subconsciously supported her hands on the edge of the table.

In the next second, a hot body was attached, and Mu Beiting pushed her nightgown up a few minutes, then pulled her underpants with a big hand.

Su Xiangwan's heart tightened, and his legs began to tremble: "Mu Beiting...you said you won't touch me..."

He got a little closer to her, hugged her and whispered in her ear: "It doesn't count that you invited me."

"I don't...I don't!" Su Xiangwan was crying without tears, her voice a little choked.

Mu Beiting's delicate kiss fell on her neck, coaxing her in a low voice, "Goodbye, just once."

Su Xiangwan frustrated him, his body turned over again and adjusted several times.

Mu Beiting was breathing very hard, and even before he could do more foreplay, he took her cruelly.

Su Xiangwan's body was stiff, angry and annoyed, and the circles under his eyes were a little red.

Son of a bitch!

After all, let him succeed!

Still use this shameful posture.

Mu Beiting raised her little hand on her neck, dragged her hips and turned towards the big bed.

Su Xiangwan felt that his heart was trembling, and before returning to his senses, he had fallen on the bed with him.

The overwhelming kiss fell, like a long-suppressed storm.

After all, Su Xiangwan finally stopped being hypocritical.

Putting his arms around his neck, he whispered softly: "You lightly...just once..."

"En." Mu Beiting replied.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the night is getting deeper and deeper.

Only the sobbing of women and the gasping of men remained in the room.

"Mu Beiting, you liar! You bastard! Just once you say yes..."

"Asshole...I don't want...don't!"

"Please, I can't do it...ah!"

...

Su Xiangwan cried and said, his voice was one after another, but his voice was dumb.

But Mu Beiting was willing to let her go, as if he had tasted her deliciousness for the first time, his desire was like a raging flood that was hard to control.

He tossed her into a new posture again, Su Xiangwan trembled all over, not lightly scared: "I can't do it...I don't want it, I don't like this..."

Mu Beiting turned a deaf ear, kissing her earlobe and asked in a low voice, "Have we used this position before?"

Su Xiangwan cried and said: "It's used, it's not good at all."

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Then review it again."

He had made up his mind and would not listen to her at all.

Su Xiangwan cried and became fierce.

Bastard... bastard!

She said he hadn't used it before and he wanted to try it.

She said that after using it, he said that she would review it.

As the night darkened, Su Xiangwan cried dumbly and passed out.

Mu Beiting fought again, took her to the bathroom and rushed, then wrapped her in a blanket and hugged him back to the bed.

Seeing the little woman shrinking in her arms, she couldn't help kissing her little cheek again, only feeling happy.

He hugged her lightly, but he didn't feel sleepy.

He will definitely remember the memories he lost, the past that belonged to them.

When Su Xiangwan woke up the next day, it was almost noon.

The sun lazily through the window, the curtains were pulled open, the room was full of the smell of sunlight, even the quilt was warm.

Su Xiangwan opened his eyes and stared at the roof for a long while before he came back to his senses.