Chapter 907: Returning in the middle of the night, Xie Caihua
After all, it's in the room by yourself, and it doesn't matter how enchanting you are.
Therefore, Yuan Changhuan did not hide his enchanting and plump posture at all.
The graceful figure outlines bewilderment in the dim light.
Bumpy and convex.
Leaning over slightly, the two lumps in his chest were soft and even swayed.
Swing out beautiful waves.
The skin that is as white as snow can't be covered up through the thin bedclothes.
On the contrary, it is half-concealed and half-hidden, adding a bit of charm.
Confusing and suspenseful.
But I don't know it.
Yuan Changhuan sat on the desk, his elbows propped up on the desk, and his smooth sleeves slipped.
A pair of jade wrists were revealed.
In the bright light, it captivates people's eyes.
Along with what those hands were pinching, was a letter.
And it's an open letter.
"Since Xie Ci will be back tomorrow, then it should be okay to see it now, I don't disbelieve him."
The folded letter paper was opened by Yuan Changhuan.
After seeing the handwriting in it, Yuan Changhuan wanted to beat him up.
"Fool me!"
"How?" Suddenly, a male voice came.
Clear as a spring breeze, bright as the moon, moist as a clear spring.
Yuan Changhuan turned his head suddenly, "Thank you!" ”
Unfortunately, before she could turn around, a pair of large hands passed through her back.
Directly held her and hung down slightly, the more tender and soft.
"Playing with this?"
"During this time, the husband is away, and the lady is much older."
I was stimulated by Xie Ci saying this kind of thing with this face.
A slap in his face.
There is no force.
It's like funny.
"I haven't seen you for so long, are you a hooligan as soon as you meet!"
Yuan Changhuan was not angry and patted the back of his hand again.
There was a snapping sound.
The excuse fell on deaf ears, and his hand became more and more forceful.
Thin lips sipped and smiled, leaning against her fair and slender neck and said, "It turned out to be a hooligan." ”
"For the husband, this satisfies the lady."
After that, he directly lifted the tulle on Yuan Changhuan's body.
With his back to her.
While Yuan Changhuan's body was cold, he could hear the sound of clothes rubbing behind him.
"Wait a minute......"
The voice will fall.
The heat instantly hit her back.
Skin-to-skin touch.
Yuan Changhuan shuddered.
Take a gasp.
A hoarse voice came, "Can't wait. ”
"Hmm......"
Xie Ci's hands were propped up on both sides of the bookcase, and the strength of his waist was unabated.
And it's getting faster and faster.
Spread.
In the dim light, the half-concealed man pressed against the woman in the red gauze and half cage, again and again.
Nine shallow and one deep.
Six shallow and one deep.
Three shallow and one deep.
One shallow and one deep.
Drill down again and again.
Spring sweat damps the bookcase.
On summer nights, the cool breeze blows the mist-colored curtains flying.
Through the window, you can vaguely see the figures behind the screen.
An hour later.
Thanksgiving relieved his hunger a little, and hugged his wife to the bath.
Lie on the bed.
Although he didn't travel day and night, he held her in his arms at this time, and Xie Ci was a little lazy and sleepy.
Wrapping around the soft and slippery body of his own lady.
rubbed her chest very regularly, and the two soft balls were soft.
"How is it, is there any rustiness for the husband's craft?"
Yuan Changhuan breathed softly, and as soon as he lowered his head, he could see his undulating hands through the thin quilt.
There's nothing rusty about it at all.
Hooked lips sarcastically, "You say, do you practice every night out of thin air?" ”
Xie Ci replied confidently, "That's right, the husband will rehearse countless times in his mind every night, just to make the lady satisfied at all times." ”
Compared with shamelessness, Yuan Changhuan felt that he still lost to Xie Ci.
Because Xie Shizi is shameless, there is no one else's way to live.
Originally, he was still thinking of sarcastic thanks, but he was good, not ashamed, but proud......
She lost!