Zhao Wanqing lingered selflessly, the tip of her tongue against the root of Ning Chen's tongue, like a fish swimming in the water, tossing and turning recklessly.

Ning Chen catered several times, struggled several times, and finally almost pushed Zhao Wanqing away.

This girl, sure enough, is kissing for the first time, like a reckless teenager who doesn't know the world, and suddenly encounters something happy, and she perseveringly asks for it.

Ning Chen was almost suffocated by Zhao Wanqing's relatives.

"It's a shame on a man, a great shame, a great shame." Ning Chen muttered in his heart, at the critical moment, the two sides attacked the city and pulled out the fortress without giving in to each other.

As a dignified old man, how could Ning Chen allow a girl to act like this?

So he cocked his tongue, and took advantage of the moment when Zhao Wanqing forgot herself, and gently pressed down, and finally let this domineering girl restrain a little.

However, Zhao Wanqing's eyes quickly widened, babbling softly, and her pink little hand, which was as white as mutton fat jade, gently patted Ning Chen's shoulder.

That seems to say, I'm a girl, you have to let me.

"What's so fun with your tongue...... Ning Chen was speechless, Zhao Wanqing seemed to be very interested in her tongue, sucking, sucking, stirring, topping, and not letting go.

Ning Chen finally gave up and let Zhao Wanqing on his tongue, arrogant and domineering, showing off his might.

And he himself, he changed positions and tried to open up another battlefield.

His slender five fingers had actually opened Zhao Wanqing's bathrobe, and the tip of his index finger had found the pocket grape, and with a light press, it was stimulated and began to stand up at a slow speed.

Ning Chen played with it a few times, stretched out his five fingers, and immediately Ying Ying held it in one hand.

Zhao Wanqing's body trembled slightly, then frowned, and then felt a wave of sensations that were enough to take her into the realm of bliss, rolling in like a tide.

In an instant, she found that her body was weak and showed signs of going limp.

At the same time, her cheeks were hot and her body was hot, as if there was a flame in her heart that was about to burn her completely.

"Hiss."

Zhao Wanqing took a deep breath, and caught a glimpse of Ning Chen's five fingers, gently rubbing his 'waves' place, sometimes clenching into a ball, sometimes letting go of it, letting it ripple slightly, shaking out perfect arcs.

I have to say that Zhao Wanqing's figure is comparable to that of a model, and even surpasses it.

When Ning Chen's other five fingers touched her lower abdomen, it was like finding a plain, flat and silky, like a top-notch delicate satin.

Ning Chen closed his eyes and stroked carefully.

Zhao Wanqing's eyes were gradually closed, and her body, which was so soft that it had no support, finally chose to raise her hands and hooked Ning Chen's neck.

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly there was a soft snort.

Zhao Wanqing opened his eyes in an instant, and Ning Chen's right middle finger suddenly unsuspectingly probed into the gap in his triangular realm, and he drove straight in.

"Bang."

Zhao Wanqing quickly closed her eyes, and then tried to open them, repeating it back and forth several times before her brain was completely awake.

She pushed Ning Chen away, and the whole person panicked so much that she wanted to cry.

In just a few minutes, he actually kissed Ning Chen like a ghost, and let the other party enter his mysterious realm.

If it weren't for the momentary sobriety just now, wouldn't the two of them be destined to ...... tonight

Zhao Wanqing didn't dare to imagine such a picture, a fierce ideological struggle, finally let her calm herself, and without waiting for Ning Chen to react, she grabbed the other party's arm and pushed her out of the door.

"Oh, what's the situation?" Ning Chen was stunned, why was it that at the most tense and exciting moment, Zhao Wanqing suddenly seemed to be a different person, yes, and forcibly pushed herself out of the door?

Could it be that Zhao Wanqing is going to complete the following procedures alone?

"If you don't use the master's golden gun, you have to comfort yourself later?" Ning Chen was speechless, this was the first time he had encountered this situation, and he had no experience, so he could only stare dryly.

Bang!

Without waiting for Ning Chen to speak, Zhao Wanqing quickly closed the door and blocked him out with a snap.

Ning Chen's eyes widened, looking at the milky white door, and closed it coldly and stiffly in front of him, with a painful face.

"Go to sleep."

After Zhao Wanqing said this, her back was against the door, her body was still weak, she slid down softly all the way against the door, and finally sat on the ground with her back against the door.

In her twenty-five years of life, Zhao Wanqing has never been offended by a man, so presumptuous, and so straightforward.

The scene just now made her feel like a clown, and her ugliness was exhausted.

Colleague, she is also asking herself, when did she become so in need of a man's watering?

When I looked up, tears rolled down my head.

Zhao Wanqing had no intention of wiping it, letting the tears roll down, at this moment, she was really pitiful.

The injury during college back then made her not ease up for several years, and even men did not deliberately contact it, and over time, she thought that she was as determined as iron, and she thought that she had no feelings for the opposite sex, and she didn't need the company of the opposite sex.

But before, Zhao Wanqing deeply understood that it was she who came first.

Ning Chen was like a rain, giving hope to her body, which had not yet dried up......

"Hey." Ning Chen sat at the door, with a very melancholy expression under his crotch.

"I'm not ready."

After a long time, Zhao Wanqing gently said through the door.

She was afraid that Ning Chen wouldn't understand what she meant, so she added, "I hope you understand." ”

Ning Chen sighed through the door, but still knocked on the door.

"It's late, let's get some rest." Zhao Wanqing clasped her hands around her knees, buried her head between her legs, and let the tears that lost the gravitational pull of her center of gravity fall intermittently.

"That...... This is my room. Ning Chen said.

Zhao Wanqing reacted at this time, wiped her tears in a panic, and tried her best to be emotionally normal, then opened the door, "I'm sorry, I forgot." ”

Ning Chen glanced at Zhao Wanqing, looking haggard, lost.

Suddenly I felt a little sorry for this girl.

Just as Zhao Wanqing was about to stagger past her, Ning Chen suddenly grabbed her wrist, "Don't cry, your eyes are so ugly when you cry." ”

Zhao Wanqing turned her back to Ning Chen and was silent.

Ning Chen didn't bother to care if Zhao Wanqing would resist, so he simply used his wrist to forcibly take her into his warm embrace.

Zhao Wanqing struggled fiercely with both hands, wanting to push Ning Chen away, but when she lifted it into the air, she gave up again, and finally she curled up with her hands and let Ning Chen embrace her.

"It's been too long since I had a man's shoulder to lean on, and when I suddenly encountered it and found myself obsessed with this feeling of snuggling, I leaned on it for a while...... A while. Zhao Wanqing murmured in her heart, and subconsciously pressed her face against Ning Chen's chest.