Fan Chengcheng's eyes full of a certain desire were scarlet. He only raised his eyes to look at Ling Yiyi, then shook his head and backed away.
This answer surprised Ling Yiyi. He didn't hesitate, and his firm tone made Ling Yiyi feel a little lost and sad.
lingyiyiYou don't like me anymore?
Her low and leisurely voice was a little aggrieved and sad, and Fan Chengcheng's heart tightened when she heard it, and the symbolic flame of a certain desire on her body burned even more vigorously.
His dark gaze fell on Ling Yiyi's Qingli's face, the Adam's apple moved, trying to restrain the urge to throw her down, hoarse voice, intermittent,
fanchengchengYi Yi said that only marriage can be done.
Ling Yiyi's originally dark eyes lit up instantly. She reached out to hold his hand, and no matter whether the temperature on his body burned herself, she looked at him firmly with a gentle voice.
lingyiyiWe're going to get married sooner or later, aren't we?
Ling Yiyi smiled, bowed her head and said shyly,
lingyiyiJust think of it as early...
lingyiyiI, sooner or later, will be yours.
Fan Chengcheng broke free from her hand. He didn't want to force her to do such a thing under such circumstances. He kept thinking that when she was ready and willing to give it to him, he would ask for it again.
He didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't want to do.
fanchengchengYou don't come here.
Fan Chengcheng turned around to face the wall, turned his back to Ling Yiyi, and didn't look at her.
Ling Yiyi bit her lip and looked at his trembling body because of the drug. She was silent for a moment and reached out to take off her clothes one by one.
Without the warmth of her clothes, Ling Yiyi couldn't stand the cold. She was innocent and her entire face was red.
Ling Yiyi took the initiative to reach over and hug Fan Chengcheng from behind. The softness of his body was close to Fan Chengcheng's back, and Fan Chengcheng straightened his body in an instant.
He looked down at Ling Yiyi's thin white arm around his waist, a little confused: She, no clothes?
After this thought flashed through his head, Fan Chengcheng's fire became even more intense. He felt that a certain position of himself was sore, but he didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to look back.
Ling Yiyi bit Fan Chengcheng's ear lightly and whispered softly.
I want you!
These few words undoubtedly accelerated the efficacy of Fan Chengcheng's body. Coupled with Ling Yiyi's soft voice, Fan Chengcheng felt that his body was about to explode.
fanchengchengYiyi, don't do this!
Fan Chengcheng tried his best to grab the last trace of reason Hyun.
fanchengchengI don't want to push you.
lingyiyiYou didn't force me to...
Ling Yiyi hugged Fan Chengcheng's waist and tightened her hand, she pressed against him tightly and said warmly.
lingyiyiIt's not that you want me, it's that I want you.
lingyiyiChengcheng, give it to me, okay?
lingyiyiUm? I want you, Chengcheng...
Fan Chengcheng's breathing was speeding up. Every word Ling Yiyi said was like firewood that supported the combustion, making the fire in his heart burn more and more vigorously...
Fan Chengcheng turned around stiffly and looked at the half-stranded girl. He couldn't take it anymore, threw her directly to the ground, and kissed her lips hard.
His big mobile game walked in every corner of her body, she closed her eyes, trying to cooperate with his crazy kisses.