Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

Xuefeng tried to shield himself with his arms, but Lin Yuan held both wrists with one hand and pressed them above his head.

The special posture allows for an unobstructed view of Shuicheng Xuefeng.

Even Xuefeng could clearly see two prominent signs on the airport.

The air is filled with the sweet scent unique to young girls.

Lin Yuan lowered his head.

The tip of the tongue gently swept across the hard pink tip,

I was satisfied to hear Xuefeng let out a suppressed gasp of surprise.

"So sharp?"

He chuckled, his fingers sliding down the lines of her taut abdomen.

Coming to the most exposed part of the ninja suit's high slit design.

"Wait! There..."

Xuefeng's sudden rise in tone was like an electric shock, and his whole body trembled.

Lin Yuan had already pulled open the fabric at the end of the high fork.

Revealing skin that has never seen the sun.

The pink skin is compared with the tanned skin of the thighs.

The area was so white that it was almost transparent, and as delicate as a newly opened flower bud.

Lin Yuan's Adam's apple rolled, and his fingers gently touched the delicate skin.

The contrast caused by this comparison has to show that Neon has a talent for this kind of thing.

He felt Xuefeng's entire body trembling under his hands.

"So the genius ninja of the Mizuki family..."

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, "It's a pink and tender little white..."

"Shut up, shut up!"

Xuefeng was so embarrassed that she almost cried. She wanted to close her legs unconsciously, but Lin Yuan held them firmly in place.

Her fingertips dug deep into Lin Yuan's shoulders.

Leaving a crescent-shaped red mark on it.

"Don't say that...ah!"

Her protest was cut short by a gasp.

Because Lin Yuan's fingertips had already penetrated.

Xuefeng's body suddenly arched, his tactical gloves weakly scratching the bed sheets, and his ice-blue eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Relax……"

Lin Yuan kissed the taut lines of her neck, feeling the tight, moist touch under his fingers.

"You're squeezing too tight..."

"Asshole..."

The snowy wind carries a crying tone,

But he couldn't control his body and instinctively responded to the unfamiliar pleasure.

Lin Yuan suddenly pulled out his fingers and unbuckled his belt under Xuefeng's misty gaze.

The crisp sound of the metal buckle popping open sobered Xuefeng up a bit.

She looked at Lin Yuan's half-naked upper body, and unconsciously let out a whimper like a small animal in her throat.

"Afraid?"

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and stroked her hot cheek with his fingers.

Xuefeng shook her head stubbornly, but subconsciously closed her eyes when he leaned over.

However, the expected weight did not come down.

"remember,"

"After tonight, every inch of your skin will remember whose scent it is."

Before Xuefeng could respond, a sharp burst of pleasure pierced his rationality.

Lin Yuan's attack was powerful and irresistible.

She was thrown onto the waves like a small boat in a storm, and then fell heavily.

The intertwined pain and pleasure made her unable to tell whether to push him away or pull him closer.

"Lin Yuan...wait...it's too...ah!"

Her words were intermittent and unclear.

However, her legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist.

As if she wanted to lock this man who gave her such an intense experience by her side forever.

The temperature in the room continued to rise.

The unique fiber scent of the tactical uniform mixed with the sweetness of lust wrapped the two tightly.

Xuefeng bit his tactical gloves, trying to suppress those embarrassing sounds.

But he completely lost control after Lin Yuan's deep push.

When the extreme pleasure overwhelmed her like a tide,

Xuefeng vaguely heard Lin Yuan whispering in her ear:

"Now, you smell like me..."

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……

The morning sun shines in through the restaurant's French windows.

When Xuefeng dragged his aching body into the restaurant,

The first thing I saw was my mother and Rinko sitting by the window.

She subconsciously pulled the collar of her high-necked tactical uniform, trying to cover the obvious red marks on her neck.

"Good morning..."

Xuefeng's voice was an octave lower than usual, and his eyes were wandering.

Mizuki Shiranui put down her coffee cup, her ruby ​​eyes narrowing slightly.

She was wearing a dark purple open-collared kimono today, and the faint cleavage at the neckline looked even deeper.

"Xuefeng, did you sleep well last night?"

Her tone was gentle, but with a clear hint of teasing.

Xuefeng's fingers trembled and he almost knocked over the juice cup he had just picked up.

"It's... not bad."

She lowered her head and took a big gulp of juice. The cold liquid slid down her throat but couldn't cool her hot cheeks.

Rinko gracefully cut the fried egg on the plate, her long silver-purple hair shimmering softly in the morning light.

"I did hear some...peculiar noises."

She raised her eyes to look at Xuefeng, a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

"The sound insulation in Building B doesn't seem to be ideal."

"W-what's that noise!"

Xuefeng jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Her tactical skirt rippled slightly as she moved. "I went to bed early last night!"

Shiranui gently shook the coffee cup.

The black liquid in the cup reflected her meaningful expression.

"Really? Then why does the access record for room 307 show..."

She deliberately drawled out her tone, "Someone left at three in the morning?"

Xuefeng's face turned red instantly, and she clenched the napkin tightly, her knuckles turning white.

... ... ...

"That...that's..."

Her voice gradually became quieter and quieter, until it was almost a mosquito-like buzz.

Rinko suddenly reached out and with lightning speed pushed open the high collar that Yukikaze was trying so hard to maintain.

An ambiguous kiss mark was suddenly exposed in the morning light.

"It seems the battle last night was very fierce."

She commented calmly, as if discussing today's weather.

"Rinko!"

Xuefeng hurriedly slapped her hand away, but because the force was too great, it hit the tray of a passing waiter.

A glass of ice water was poured squarely onto her tactical shorts.

"what!"

Xuefeng jumped up with a scream, the wet fabric clinging to her thighs, outlining a curve that was very suggestive.

Shiranui sighed and pulled out a handkerchief embroidered with flames from the sleeve of her kimono.

"Wipe it off, little fool."

Her tone was both helpless and doting.

"If you look like this, anyone can tell what happened last night."

Xuefeng took the handkerchief and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Mother……"

Her tone was a little aggrieved, "Are you...are you angry?"

Shiranui was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

She reached out and ruffled her daughter's messy short hair gently.

"how could be?"

She leaned close to Xuefeng's ear, lowered her voice, and said, "After all... Mom also..."

Rinko coughed at the right moment, interrupting the private conversation that was about to begin between the mother and daughter.

"According to the schedule,"

She opened the tactical tablet expressionlessly.

"Xuefeng should be on a reconnaissance mission with Lin Yuan tonight."

She looked up at the stunned Xuefeng, "Considering your current... condition, do you need me to take your place?"

“No, no need!”

Xuefeng stood up suddenly, which caused his sore muscles to be strained, and he grimaced in pain.

She forced herself to stand up straight.

"I'm a ninja from the Mizuki family. This...this little thing is nothing!"

Shiranui and Rinko exchanged a knowing look.

Shiranui stood up gracefully and adjusted the hem of her kimono.