"You scream again, try it," the man's tone was full of threats and warnings.

Facing this fierce tiger that would pounce on her at any time and swallow her, Lu Xiaoyou sat on the edge of the dining table, and she met Long Xiliang's request

"Roar"

Long Xiliang ""

"Roar"

Long Xiliang ""

"Hee-hee

She was pressed down on the huge dining table, her nightdress was lifted, the black lace fabric was torn, and the broken fabric was thrown to the ground by the man.

"Then what do you call me?"

The man's burning breath fell on her skin, and a large area of exposed skin trembled.

"Xiao Liangliang" is at this time, and Lu Xiaoyou's tone is still full of banter.

The man was upset and took a bite on her thigh.

"Don't call the dragon roaring like that"

"Then how should I call him, second master"

"Don't see him, don't talk to him, don't step into the Sea King for half a step"

He left marks on her snow-white thighs, and the dots bloomed on the snow skin like red plums.

"Then if I have to contact him and talk to him, I will board the Sea King later."

Under the man's tough order, Lu Xiaoyou had no intention of backing down.

Long Xiliang ""

He lay on her like a beast, and after a few seconds of silence, the man's strong, strong arms rested on her shoulders.

"Then I'll go with you"

Lu Xiaoyou didn't back down, he took half a step back.

After saying this, Long Xiliang's eyes stared at her tightly.

She raised the corners of her lips and touched his head a few times, "Okay"

After she responded to Long Xiliang, the man did not stop tossing her, but intensified his abuse and ravaged her (body shēn).

The sturdy dining table under (身shēn) was rattling, and the tableware and chopsticks on the table were vibrating.

The cylindrical chopsticks roll outward along the frequency of the table top, and the metal chopsticks fall to the ground with a crisp sound.

Lu Xiaoyou snorted sensitively, and his toes hanging in the air with nowhere to place curled inward.

"Secluded." He was on her shoulder and neck, biting lightly, and lifted his head into her cochlea.

"I like to hear it."

"Hmm"

"Scream, I'll be faster." His voice, eyebrows and eyes were stained.

"What is it called, Long Xiliang, hmm?"

Lu Xiaoyou's hands were clasped by his five fingers and pressed on both sides of his head.

"Do you call you a man?"

"Little Liangliang"

Although he has always felt helpless about this title, when Lu Xiaoyou shouted so unbearably (Jiaojiāo) charmingly, he actually reacted to the title of "Xiao Liangliang".

"It's not enough," he was still tossing her, "you have to give me a title." ”

Lu Xiaoyou opened her eyes, her pupils were filled with mist, and the light on the top of the dining table fell into her eyes, and her pupils were like a clear spring under the (sun) light, sparkling and shaking.

"What can I call you, you didn't give me a (body shēn) share, I'm not even your girlfriend now."

The man's movements stopped suddenly, and after a moment's pause, his lips pressed against Lu Xiaoyou's sweaty forehead.

"You are"

"Uh-huh"

When his thin lips crossed the bridge of her nose, Lu Xiaoyou subconsciously closed her eyes.

"You're my girlfriend." He sighed.

Lu Xiaoyou's eyes opened again, "What about other than girlfriends?"

There was a bewitching (spring chun) tide in her eyes, and there was also a calm and clear light, and Lu Xiaoyou looked directly at him

"You're going to choose a fiancée, I'm still your girlfriend, I'm like this, wouldn't it be embarrassing"