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The small flames simmering the soup at the bottom of the pot were constantly moving, but the sound of kissing came from the side, sometimes loud, sometimes dull.
A slender hand reached into the pink fleece and unbuttoned the tight buttons in the front.
The flames at the bottom of the pot were trembling back and forth. She didn't know whether it was the wind brought out by the movements, or the heavy breathing sound caused by the two people's uncontrollable love. The warm hand could hardly hold the spoon, and she didn't know that Yan Motou was so anxious. , he didn't even eat when he came back, so he kept clinging to her, hugged her, lowered his head to find her pink lips, and sipped hard.
The force seemed to suck her heart out of her mouth, and Wen Xin's heart was beating like a deer.
She is actually a little pervert. She has been single for twenty-one years and has never had any physical needs met. She is very angry. Therefore, deep down in her heart, she also wants to be intimate with the person she likes in this way. together.
But after experiencing it once, she became a little timid. Is there any way to do it? Men and women are born with different structures. She was born in the defensive camp and it cannot be changed day by day.
Since there is defense, there is also offense. The key is that the attacking side is too fierce and she cannot defend herself. He attacks her harder and harder every time, and she is unable to parry it.
Who would want to be attacked with such concentrated firepower?
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A little bit willing, after all, she was very comfortable and felt happy later on. However, the other party kept attacking her, unwilling to break through one door, and wanted to break through the closed door with the deepest bottom line of her.
No matter how much she moved back, he would not let her go. The other party also has the ability to break through the depths. He is fully capable of touching the inner door. Even if it is hidden very deep and nestled deep in the body, when he attacks, Shen Wenxin is still a little scared and a little bit scared. pain.
Just now Yan Motou said he wanted to take a look, Wen Wenxin instinctively wanted to say: "No" But as soon as he opened the word "bu", Yan Motou's unreasonable lips and tongue went straight in, moving around in Wen Xin's mouth extremely eagerly, unsteadily There is a trace of domineering in his aura, leaving traces in all places, as if he is declaring sovereignty with actions. It is his and no one is allowed to invade. It can only be his territory and only he can enter.
Wen Wen's hands and feet were a little weak due to the overly strong cold breath on his body. In the end, she was unable to resist. She could only give up and spit out her pink and tender tongue, letting him hold it in her mouth, constantly inhaling the sweet fragrance in her fresh mouth. Juice.
With his eagerness and more and more wanton movements, Wen Xin's cheeks flushed slightly, and she could no longer hold the shovel in her hand. When she was about to drop it, Yan Motou was lowering his head to kiss her, tugging and biting her. With her pink lips and quick eyesight, she took the shovel from her hand and put it into the pot.
Immediately, he ended the kiss and withdrew from her fresh mouth. The two of them were panting. He glanced at her, turned around with one hand to turn off the fire, and then looked at the girl in his arms. She couldn't help but feel warm. She was leaning against him, her fresh lips slightly open, her jade-white teeth, and her pink tongue glowing with wet water, as if her mouth and tongue hadn't recovered from the state of his kissing her just now. When he came to his senses, he was still the same as when he left.
She looked at him with misty eyes.
No man can bear the look of a woman who has just learned about love, who is ignorant, naive and completely dependent on her.
Especially Yan Motou, who was so used that he could no longer maintain the expression on his face.
The depression and worry during this period were all caused by her, but she was only gone for a few days, and he missed her so much that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
His throat was slightly tight, so he bent down and lifted up her weak legs, hugged her tightly, and then left the kitchen and walked towards the bedroom.
She twisted her delicate body warmly and unbearably, panting hot breath continuously from her little mouth, and her arms naturally wrapped around his neck. That was her exclusive position. She shyly buried her head in his neck, accompanied by a sound like a mosquito's chirping. Watching the frequency of his steps, he struggled and said: "I'm not going to the bedroom, let's eat first, the hot pot is ready"
Although Yan Motou was protective, he was also domineering. He put her directly on the white sheets without saying a word. While undressing her beside the bed, she lay on the bed with her legs tilted to one side, limp and limp. Her chest was rising and falling warmly due to breathing and tension. Looking at each other, his eyes looked at her full of possessiveness, as well as the rich taste of love and desire that had been suppressed for a long time and could no longer be tolerated.
Then, he bent down slightly, supported both sides of her pillow with his hands, and leaned over to look at her for three seconds. Then he whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice: "We'll eat later." After that, he kissed her softly. The tender ear beads said vaguely: "Choking, as soon as he heard the mission, he raised his head from his chest. Yan Zeyang leaned on the sofa and looked at her quietly. The blanket on her body fell to her chest because of the movement, and on the pink blanket Inside, she was as beautiful as a flower. She was looking at him with tears in her eyes without blinking.
"My mission, of course, is to find someone I love, and he loves me too." Wen Xin stared at him, and suddenly smiled like a flower in bloom. She threw herself into his arms: "I found it. , it¡¯s you, I like you, I really want to love you, I want to possess you, I want you to love only me forever and ever"
When Yan Zeyang heard what she said, his hard arms wrapped around his fat-like shoulders, and his heart beat violently in his chest in response to her words.
Then he heard Wen Xin mutter again.
"Well, if we break up in the future, I can only abandon you. You can't abandon me. I want to abandon you and find another man, a man who is more handsome, stronger and more skilled than you ¡¡±
Demon Tou Yan¡¯s face turned dark immediately. He looked at the little head in his arms and pushed it towards his chest as he spoke. Holding back the anger in his heart and the anger rising in his body, he forced her to pull away and asked her directly: "Say! Who are you? Not a spy?"
"Spy? Hahaha" The blanket wrapped around Wenxin slipped down. Although she was naked, in the dark night, there seemed to be a holy light all over her body, as white as the bright moon. She looked at it with lust in her eyes. , fire, but with a very cold look on Yan Damo, she swayed from side to side, making people dizzy, then smiled and mysteriously lowered her head and said to him: "Shh, I want to tell an ultimate secret, no one can I don¡¯t know, I¡¯m just telling you¡¡±
After saying that, she struggled to her knees, pounced forward, and fell on him.
Wen Xin knelt on the carpet, holding her hands firmly on the edge of the sofa, as if doing kneeling push-ups. She looked down at him and giggled, while Yan Motou sat on the carpet, holding her tightly with his hands, not letting her go. Her whole body fell down, and as she panted, the delicate cherry blossom blooming in the air as if blown by the wind on the branch, trembled slightly in front of him.
The veins on his forehead were about to burst. He patiently spat out words from between his teeth and stared at her: "What secret do you have? Tell me!"
"Gaga, the secret is" Wen Xin was drunk, looking at his expression with pride and smile, his forbearance, his struggle, his discomfort, she was inexplicably happy, happy, and comfortable, She leaned forward vigorously and brought the ball to his mouth, "Kiss me. Once you kiss me, I will tell you, ah"
She was bitten.
She said with tears in her eyes, "Why did you bite me? I won't tell you."
"explain!"
"Ihehe, I come from the future 2018"
Yama Demon Tou endured it and pursed his lips. After listening for a few seconds, he completely let go of her and grabbed them in front of him fiercely.
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The charcoal fire in the hot pot has not been extinguished, and the soup is still rolling slightly, but on the carpet next to the table, the man leaning on the sofa is holding the woman in his arms tightly and kissing her. In the violent storm, at that moment, all the worries, probings, and anguished struggles on both sides of the scale were all forgotten.
The only thing left is to do it hard and hard.
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The night passed, and at nearly six o'clock in the morning, Yan Motou's car drove into the military area, and then he entered the camp wearing a neat military uniform and slightly wet black hair after taking a shower.
After greeting several soldiers on duty in the camp, we entered the only two-story building in the military region.
Returning to the office, he sat back on the chair. The conditions here naturally cannot be compared with those in Kyoto. Everything is still under construction.
Listening to the sound of running in the morning training outside.
With a solemn expression, he reached out and opened the drawer under his desk, and took out a hardcover book and a small square card from a book inside.
He held it in his hand and looked at it silently for a long time. He opened it and looked at the photo and name on it. He rubbed the photo and stared at it for an unknown amount of time before lighting the lighter that he had been holding in his hand over and over again. He put the card into the notebook and lit a corner of the notebook.
Watching it slowly melt, burn completely, and finally burn out, leaving only a corner of embers, which he threw into the ashtray. He stood up, walked to the window, and opened the window, exuding the pungent smell in the room. odor.
He looked out the window at the gray sky with a gloomy expression. It was going to rain tonight. After a long while, he lit a cigarette dullly, sighed from his nose after inhaling, and then pressed the cigarette firmly on the window sill. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??
Watching it slowly melt, burn completely, and finally burn out, leaving only a corner of embers, which he threw into the ashtray. He stood up, walked to the window, and opened the window, exuding the pungent smell in the room. odor.
He looked out the window at the gray sky with a gloomy expression. It was going to rain tonight. After a long while, he lit a cigarette dullly, sighed from his nose after inhaling, and then pressed the cigarette firmly on the window sill. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com