The rise of the soft and weak emperor (20) H's
tall figure cast a shadow in the bed and hit Zhou Min's face.
The black and gold-rimmed robes fell sluggishly, and the sturdy and streamlined figure exuded male power and surging energy under the warm yellow light.
"Min'er, call me your husband?" Lan Ziyu curled her lips up evilly, "My Min'er, is my wife..."
Zhou Min, who was tied to the bedside, had a full body and full of flattery. The clothes all over his body were pulled apart by Lan Ziyu, looking lustful. Looking at Lan Ziyu standing on the bedside, he seemed to be bewitched, Zhou Min slowly said, "Msang Gong..."
Lan Ziyu smiled at the corner of Lan Ziyu's mouth. , Slowly fell on her body, making Zhou Min snorted, "It's so heavy~"
Lan Ziyu looked at Zhou Min tenderly, leaning over, her nose pressed against Zhou Min's nose, surrounded by sweet fragrance, a very low voice Coaxing, "open your mouth..."
"Yeah." Such a gentle voice made her open her mouth slightly.
"Really good." He coaxed her to open her lips, and the flexible tongue tipped in again, no longer the eagerness, with a trace of gentleness, sucking on her soft tongue, absorbing her sweet body fluid, chasing and teasing her Breath, let her dance with him, until he was a little satisfied, he let go of her lips.
Zhou Min panted lightly, his soft lips were red and swollen by his kiss, her beautiful face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes looked at him shyly.
"Min'er, Min'er, say you are mine..." Looking at those big clear eyes for a long time, Lan Ziyu touched her forehead with her forehead, her voice was muted, and her black eyes were hot.
"Min'er, say you are mine!" The rough fingertips stroked her petite cheeks, and the eyes staring at her became deeper.
Zhou Min flapped her long eyelashes and blinked lightly. His eyes were so hot. Under his gaze, her heartbeat began to speed up unknowingly, and her lips dried up. She couldn't help but stick out her fragrant tongue and lick it. With lips.
"Brother Emperor, from the moment I was born, I belonged to you! I have always belonged to you..." The soft voice became coquettish, and a flush of flushed face, Zhou Min, of course, always remembered his mission. She can't let the male protagonist continue to darken, and can't go further and further on the road of death. Therefore, she decides that the male protagonist will do whatever she wants, and she will never be wise to die anymore...
This beautiful sentiment, whatever you want The appearance of Ren Qiu made Lan Ziyu's throat uncontrollable rolling, and the man's fiery desire swelled under his belly. He couldn't help but speak with a sexy low voice.
"Lan Min, I want you."
He wants her, now, immediately!
Lan Ziyu's thin lips covered her, and the tip of her tongue flexibly penetrated, exploring every part of her mouth, chasing the soft fragrant tongue, and sucking the sweet taste that belongs to her forcefully.
"Hmm..." Zhou Min opened her small mouth, her fragrant tongue was tangled by sucking. The fierce kiss made her breathless, and she had no time to swallow the body fluid. She slipped from the corner of her mouth, but her heart was speechless. I said something, I just wanted to agree to it... A
touch of heat burned the two people, the kiss became more and more intense, panting and low groaning vented from their mouths, one after another...
Gradually, The kiss is no longer enough to satisfy Lan Ziyu. He stretched out his hands to hug her waist and sat down in front of her. The soft body clings to him.
The fierce kiss continued, her chest pressed against his chest, and her body pressed, feeling the skin of her chest squeezed by her soft two balls of milk, causing him to groan.
The naked upper body was tightly pressed against the rags of clothes that had already been torn by him, and the stiff nipple became harder and harder as he rubbed against his chest.
Unable to resist, he moved his big hand up, holding a piece of cotton milk, kneading and squeezing it vigorously, and deliberately rubbing the tempting tip with a thin callous finger.
"Ah!" Zhou Min couldn't help but let out a crisp voice, her eyes were hazy, her soft chest was touched again, and her body overflowed with love fluid again, which made her body seem even more empty and unbearable, and wanted him to treat him harshly. Not so gentle.
"Brother, emperor, brother emperor...itchy, so uncomfortable..." Biting her lip, she looked at him in pain, her small hand against his chest, only to find that his skin was so hot, and she felt the blazing heat. It was hot, and the heart under the palm of the hand was beating vigorously.
She seemed to look at herself with an imploring gaze, and when she called her brother and emperor unconsciously in her small mouth, Yu Lan Ziyu said that the voice, her eyes were like the most charming drug in the world, licking Her lips were chuckled by her helpless soft words, "Is it itchy? Where is it? Tell my brother! My brother will help you."
"Yeah..." Zhou Min frowned slightly, her teeth biting her lip. You know, you know all..."
"Here..." Lan Ziyu raised a wicked smile, and pressed her against the hot heat in her privacy, "Is that this?"
"Ah!" Zhou Min felt A damp and heat suddenly overflowed, and the private place seemed to be more empty, "Give me, brother, give me...I want you..."
Her honesty made him laugh, and he squeezed her soft milk with his hands. The breasts under his torment became harder and harder. He deliberately rubbed the hard buds with his thumb, and moved his other hand restlessly to her sweet privates.
"Okay, I'll give it to you, what can I get..." He said in a low voice, Jun Pang with a charming evil spirit.
Zhou Min wanted to roll her eyes, but it was inconvenient for her
to tie her hands . "Brother, let go of me, my hands hurt~" Lan Ziyu looked up at the swelling and red marks on the tied hands. She couldn't help but feel distressed. Seeing Zhou Min who was no longer struggling, Lan Ziyu stretched out her hand to untie the rope in her hand. Zhou Min, whose hands were free, immediately wrapped Lan Ziyu's neck and pulled him down. , Take the initiative to offer red lips.
Zhou Min's initiative is like ignited red oil. The fire burns Lan Ziyu's excitement and uncontrollable desire. The
initiative is only lost for a moment. The emperor Lan Ziyu is used to the feeling of controlling the whole world, so he is passive for only a moment. He regained the initiative.
"Hmm..." Her small red mouth couldn't help groaning. With the teasing of her fingers, her legs couldn't help but open wider. She also let go of the small hands holding him, arched her body, and her chest was closer to him. Hungry for his touch.
Zhou Min's pleading behavior made Lan Ziyu laugh in a low voice, obeying her longing with big hands, watching the full snow peak constantly being squeezed out of different images by herself, feeling the delicate, soft and smooth skin like velvet , The tiger's mouth was holding a rounded jade breast, and his thumb was buckled on the top of his chest, fiddled with that stiff little red cherry.
"Hmm..." Zhou Min bit her lower lip subconsciously, not daring to let his moan escape.
"Min'er, you are so beautiful, so soft..." He squeezed her towering Yufeng reluctantly, the force under his fingertips was neither light nor heavy.
"Brother...no...don't...don't do this..." She felt a flow of heat running through her body.
"Oh-oh-um -" couldn't help but choke out.
The hot lips blocked her little mouth, and contained all the fragmented melancholic sounds in her mouth, teasing her lips and tongue, causing the body fluids of the two to entangle each other.