Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild - Chapter 452
Chapter 452 Zongmen Villain (36)
Rong Huang’s whole body was soft and crumpled.
“You, you, give me a start!” Rong Huang stretched out his hand to push Shang Teng, and tried to suckle.
Shang Teng’s chest felt as if he was being pressed by a mountain, and he was dead.
Shang Teng took a breath and started a little bit, but he leaned forward quickly and held him tighter. “Master, don’t move, be good.”
Ma De, am I the master or are you the master? !
Rong Huang’s soft white face was full of peach blossom pink, adding a bit of beauty, and he felt like he was in a stove.
Rong Huang didn’t give up, trying to get out of Shang Teng’s arms a second time.
Shang Teng easily grasped Rong Huang’s awkward little movements, sighed lightly, and squeezed the person into his arms again.
It seems to melt the little girl in her arms into the bones and flesh.
“Master, stop making trouble and go to bed.”
The noisy Rong Huang Jiojio wrapped in the quilt did not know how many times he moved to the wall, but he was still caught in the feet of the young man.
Rong Huang clearly felt that Shang Teng was hooking her ankle with his foot.
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Rong Huang took a long breath, pretending to be dead.
Rong Huang felt that she could not sleep well tonight.
Five minutes later, Rong Huang: “Huhuhu.”
Hearing the girl’s steady and quiet breathing, the boy who had closed his eyes slowly opened his eyes.
The oppressive gaze started from the little girl’s soft brows, all the way down, and stopped on the ruddy lips.
The little girl’s lips were red and gorgeous, like the color of a rose.
The lip beads on the upper lip are small and cute, and they are quite attractive.
Xu Shi was held in her arms and felt a little difficult to breathe. The little girl’s lips opened slightly, and the white millet teeth were faintly visible.
The youth’s eyes were dark, containing the desire and color of the turbulent sea water.
Move the hand on the waist, to the little girl’s ear.
She rubbed the delicate skin behind her ear with her thinly callused fingertips, with a bit of teasing and teasing.
Rong Huang felt a little itchy in his sleep, groaned, raised his hand and patted it, and the little milk made a sweet voice, “Don’t move!”
Shang Teng chuckled, his fingertips kept moving.
Rong Huang was uncomfortable being rubbed, twisting and twisting vigorously, and finally was pinched by the young man’s powerful arms to his waist and nailed to the small wooden bed.
Brush your fingertips across the white and tender earlobes, across your cheeks, to the corners of your lips.
The shallow warm breath hit the fingertips, making people’s hearts itchy.
Shang Teng’s Adam’s apple rolled, his eyes fixed on Rong Huang’s face, hot and hot.
The little girl looks very good, her skin is top white, with a fragile and transparent feeling of fragility.
It seems that it will break if you touch it harder.
Shang Teng’s breathing was burning, and his fingers were slightly hard.
Want to see her broken.
If she had broken down, she wouldn’t be as vigorous as the morning light, right?
Shang Teng removed his fingers, and the slender fingers of the joints gently pinched the girl’s chin, rubbed it twice, and drew the girl’s dissatisfied hum and slap again.
Shang Teng felt the back of his hand numb, and chuckled, his voice low and hoarse.
In the dim darkness, there is some horrible and unclear meaning.
I don’t know how long it has passed, or how many times I rubbed the corner of the girl’s mouth. Shang Teng sighed lightly, using his fingers to lift the girl’s chin.
The boy leaned forward.
The bright moonlight came in through the window screens, projected on the small wooden bed, reflecting two figures close to each other.
Rong Huang woke up and found that he had fallen asleep from the end of the bed to the end of the bed.