Here comes your man!

Black eyes a sink, directly on her body the last bit of shelter pulled off.

Tang Xin only felt a burst of coolness, too late to see what happened, was re taken into the arms.

The man's strong breath invades over, covers like a net.

She is like a bird in captivity. She wants to escape, but she can't get rid of it.

As if to prove that she is not what she said, he is a quick man in that respect. Yan beast's movements are much heavier and more powerful.

Tang Xin is not the opponent of this man at ordinary times, what's more, he is drunk and the whole person is dizzy?

She lay limp on the sofa, unable to respond except for a few symbolic struggles and pushing.

Tang Xin's skin is very white and thin. Under the light, the light is shining like white porcelain, and the silk like black straight hair is scattered among them, forming a strong contrast and strong bewitchment.

Yan beast is in a commanding position, supporting his body and looking directly at the woman under him.

He is no stranger to Tang Xin's body, even no one knows her body better than him.

Five years ago, he had explored countless times and was very familiar with every inch of the female body.

But it's all in the dark.

For the first time, she looked so clearly.

He stares at it, closes his eyes, and murmurs, "neither of you is a good thing..." The woman's larynx can't help but slide up and down, and the breath is getting heavier and heavier.

When Tang Xin moved his body because of his coolness, he took the initiative to deliver him to the door. His soft and boneless arms held his neck, and his long legs tightly clamped his strong waist. He rubbed against the cold, and Yan beast finally failed to resist. His tall body sank under heavy pressure.

Looking for warmth, Tang Xin was almost suffocated by this force.

She heaved a bitter breath and struggled to push the weight away.

Hands just against the hot chest like magma, was face-to-face pressure of the black shadow, blocking the lips and breathing.

"Well..." She frowned uncomfortably, opened her mouth to breathe the fresh air, but was entangled in her lips and tongue, and could not utter a word.

The man's fiery tongue in her mouth wantonly swept, savagely attacked the city, more and more powerful, as if to swallow her whole person into the stomach.

Tang Xin was forced to blush, clutching his hands in disorder. On his generous back, he scratched out traces. His toes curled up, and his throat let out a low hum similar to begging for mercy.

Soft and glutinous, with a strong drunken beg for mercy, not only did not let Yan beast calm down, but also catalyzed the blood in his body.

"Tang Xin Tang Xin Tang Xin... " He leaned against her lip and hoarsely called out her name, breathing harder and harder.

"Well..." Tang Xin struggled hard, breathing more and more difficult, trying to get rid of the pressure on the body.

But strange is, the body is not under control, actively stick up.

Yan beast's whole body was tensed tightly, and her chest heaved violently. Sweat flowed down her cheek, slid over her tight jaw, and dripped on her white skin, forming an indescribable lure (or).

The strict beast, whose reason was shocked by her emotional appearance, was on the verge of collapse. The tight string in her brain was broken and completely out of control.

Hold her hand and press it to the top of her head, and Yan beast leans down. Her dark eyes stare at her for a moment, and the hot breath sprays over.

Big palm grabs Tang Xin's jaw and forces her to open her eyes, "who am I?"

Tang's heart was cold and hot, as if he had been thrown into the ice field with fire all over his body.

She struggled impatiently, trying to get her hand off her jaw, but she couldn't succeed. She opened her eyes angrily, bit her teeth, and repeated the words all night, "neither of you is a good thing."

Said, mercilessly kicked his calf a foot.

Yan beast frowned with pain. His body was stiff for a moment, but he soon recovered. The tiger's mouth tightened. His voice was subdued and his anger was faint. "Who am I, please?"

"Strict beast, are you bothered -- well!" Tang Xin shouts impatiently, raises his foot and kicks him again. Suddenly, his body is stiff, and the whole person is tense. He stares at the man who suddenly invades heavily, and his brain is blank.

Yan beast put one hand around her hand and the other on her waist. His breath was thick and thick. He proved that the "fast" was just a mistake, and now is his real strength.

Outside the window, it was dark.

The wind came in from the open window and lifted the curtains, bringing chills.

In the shaking, misty Tang Xin shivered unconsciously.

Yan beast noticed that she was strange. Her long eyes narrowed slightly, and her fast-paced movement slowed down. She took out her hand and pulled over the quilt to cover the two people's bodies, as well as the ambiguous sound caused by body collision.

The curtain is constantly brushing, and the shaking bed responds, interweaving a picture that makes people blush.Passion, burning all night

**********Tang Yuan's works: Yan beast vs Tang Xin.

She didn't even remember what happened yesterday. She only knew that she was hurt by Yan Ruisi's words, so she went to get drunk and wanted to take the courage to go to Yan Ruisi to explain.

But instead of going to the hospital, he ran to the villa of Yan's family and met Yan beast.

Yes, she seems to have started with Yan beast?

Then he was retaliated by the bad man, tied to the shaking boat, tossed all night, and the bones of his whole body were almost broken

She lived in her twenties and never met a man who was more than Yan beast. When she looked at Gao Leng's gentry, she was actually smaller than anyone else. She wanted to revenge every little thing!

If not Yan Ruisi and he are almost the same mold carved out, Tang Xin would never believe that the man can give birth to such a lovely child.

After a hangover and being tossed all night, my temples suddenly jumped and my head hurt badly. It seemed that someone was drilling with a sharp weapon.

Tang Xin frowned bitterly and raised her hand to rub it.

When you move, there is burning pain from acid to paralysis.

That kind of feeling, very much like the hospital bathroom by the strict beast that

Tang heart suddenly froze, a bad premonition floated in his heart.

Yesterday's shaking was not the Revenge of being tied to the boat by the strict beast, but they

Tang Xin's brain is blank and his ears are buzzing To ring, mechanical slowly bow his head, see the cross chest that arm, and full of red marks of the body, the face on the spot white.

She glared in horror, unable to believe what she saw.

See what's going on?

Why did this happen?

She

Tang's heart was frozen there, unable to recover for a long time.

The familiar breath came from behind.

The man's hot chest pressed tightly, "thump, thump..." The steady heartbeat came through the skin, pricking her nerves like a needle.

She froze for a full minute before she finally reacted.

Struggling in panic, trying to get out of the man's arms.

As soon as he moved, he was tightly encircled by a force, and his whole body leaned back, more and more close to the man's chest.

She was so shocked that she stiffened as if she had been burned by fire.

Before the reaction, the ear rang with a sleepy voice of the strict beast, "move around early in the morning, still want?"

With that, he turned over.

Tang Xin can't even breathe, so he is firmly imprisoned again.

Yan beast, who just woke up, was less fierce and looked softer than usual. His black hair was drooping, and a few strands of uneasy curled up. He looked at him at least ten years younger, and looked like an unripe wanton youth.

Tang's beautiful face is overlapped with his beautiful face in front of his eyes.

She unconsciously raised her hand and gently stroked his face.

The soft and greasy touch from the cheek makes Yan beast's sleepiness disappear instantly.

He squinted slightly, looked at the body, eyes focused, eyes only printed his own woman, a tight throat, suppressed in the bottom of his heart for many years of emotion spurt out, leaned down.

Just one second before she pasted her red, swollen and watery lips, she suddenly heard her murmur like a dream, "Haoting..."

Full of strong feelings of shouting, like a basin of cold water head-on, cooling all the enthusiasm.

Pupil suddenly tight, Yan beast a clasp her wrist, press hard to the top of the head, eyes in an instant hyperemia!

He looked down at her, sullen breath spray, every word is squeezed out of the teeth, "who are you calling?"

Wrist from the sharp pain, and men suddenly become terrible breath, Tang Xin from the trance pulled back.

She looked at almost all the weight of the whole body on her body, and pushed against it in a terrible way. The dangerous man took a cold breath and began to struggle, "what are you doing? Go down

The beast didn't let go.

Not only did not put it, but also squeezed it more tightly.

The body lowers again, close to her again, cold eye repeats a way, "who are you calling just now?"

Tang Xin feels that this man's fire comes inexplicably. Does it matter who she calls?