Female official rhyme - Chapter 142 You Can't Escape 1
Wei lengyao picked her fingertips lightly. Her bun was scattered, and a green silk flowed behind her. He seemed to be obsessed with her and sniffed it fiercely. Her bony fingers shuttled through her ink hair, and her tiny kisses fell on her head in a hurry.
“The night you ran away, you were with Han Jinqing all the time?” His low tone was tinged with a sort of erotic husk.
Gu Qingyin put his hands on the table and tried to climb to the table to get out of his control. His arm was shaking, “so what?”
“Shh You can not talk, “Wei lengyao’s deep profile is beautiful and gorgeous, not affected by her at all,” know how I spent that night? ”
Gu Qingyin can’t get rid of it in any case. Her heart is even more panicked. She listens to his words with her breath and presses her palm tightly on the table top.
“I didn’t sleep all night,” his breath penetrated into her ears, and the tip of his tongue came in and stirred in her ear hole. “I keep thinking about you, your body, and how to get my little maid back to me, and punish me severely…” After that, he bit her ear lobe and nibbled back and forth.
Gu Qingyin gritted his teeth and held back the pain, and his voice was trembling, “but you didn’t get it, did you?” She didn’t know what was wrong with her. She even dared to anger Wei lengyao at this time.
“I’ve been looking for you for a long time,” Wei lengyao’s hand got into her robe and felt up her ribs slowly through her thin middle coat. Gu Qingyin, who was reacting to me, was holding down her. He chuckled and laughed deeply. “Just for a maid, even the dark guards have moved out. I feel very confused.”
At that time, he seemed to have gone mad and sent people around to inquire about her. Later, he speculated that Han Jinqing had taken her away, and he didn’t make any rash moves. Until the most powerful dark guard found out her real identity, he didn’t continue to investigate. However, he wanted to see her more strongly.
He quickly cut her rebellious hands back to her back. His other hand seemed to touch the edge of her pepper milk, and his thin lips gently kissed her white tender neck side. “When I see you in the daytime, I look at you sitting there as if nothing happened. I want to knock you over on the spot…” His voice was low, magnetic and warm, like a feather brushing gently on her heart.
“You won’t, you are a general, and this is a forbidden camp!” Gu Qingyin slightly raised his head and panted, trying to suppress his inner panic and desire.
Wei lengyao turned her body to him and suddenly kissed her lips. Unexpectedly, his kisses were delicate and gentle. They lingered repeatedly on her red lips, and the tip of his tongue circled on the lips. After a moment, a wisp of silver hung on the corners of his lips and slowly retreated. “I will, I want to know what kind of charm the maid who makes me so persistent.” He said, blue eyes staring at her side face, with confusion and madness.
Instead of kissing tenderness, he forcefully covered her delicate and full petals and pulled her sparse hair.
“Ah You… ” Gu Qingyin clenches her teeth and frowns. She doesn’t know how to say it. Wei lengyao is too strong and overbearing. She even feels afraid of him.
“Pain?” His breath was on the corner of her lips, burning incomparably, “I feel more pain here than you…” He took Gu Qingyin and reached out to his crotch, where it was already high, like an arrow ready to launch.
Gu Qingyin retracted her hand like being burned. Even though she was separated from her clothes, she still felt it clearly. She couldn’t help but recall how his greatness entered her body on a rainy night, how he collided in her body, as if to shake her apart, and how to take her to the summit again and again
She shook her head so fast that she didn’t want to go on.
Wei lengyao raised the hem of her official dress high and tied it to her slender waist. He held out two fingers, pinched the trembling flower core in the petals, gently played with it and crushed it heavily. His blue eyes always looked at her to express her feelings, “tell me, what are you thinking?” With the soft to the extreme words, his slightly rough fingers trembled and pressed the flower core, and then pressed heavily
Gu Qingyin’s clear and beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and a large stream of spring water gushed from the depths of his body, soaking the hot and tight corridor, and gurgling down the thigh root from the small hole.