QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Beautiful Instructor x High Cold Major General (5) [H]

The two soft balls in front of the woman were constantly rubbing against the man's chest. Cui Yihan couldn't help groaning while rubbing.

His chest was numb, like being crawled by thousands of ants. Those two red plums touched the man's hard chest. It was just a thin T-shirt that couldn't stop the pleasure.

Cui Yihan wanted to push Yuan Sewei away in front of him, he knew clearly that this was wrong.

But how could Yuan Sewei let him go, her fiery body kept rubbing under him, her slender thighs encircling the man's thin waist, seemingly satisfied: "It's so cold..."

Cui Yihan looked stern, and tried his best to escape from Yuan Sewei's rosy lips, eyes fiery, staring at Yuan Sewei closely, "...you know, what are you doing?"

Yuan Sewei's big watery eyes looked at Cui Yihan in a misty manner, she suddenly lost her lips, frowning her brows, and she felt like weeping on Baiyu's face.

"To... be obedient... not to resist..." Yuan Sewei's voice sighed, as if thinking of something, she suddenly hooked Cui Yihan's neck and sent herself up.

Until I touched the red lips again, I sighed with satisfaction: "...um..."

She pulled Cui Yihan's clothes dishonestly with one hand, and suddenly pulled the clothes, and the clothes were torn off.

Cui Yihan felt the soft and hot tongue in his mouth, took a fierce breath, slowly leaned down, and pressed Yuan Sewei onto the mat: "This is what you said, don't regret it when you look back. "

Yuan Sewei's hand had already touched Cui Yihan's chest dishonestly, and her legs were still moving uneasy.

Cui Yihan caught fire and tried his best to prevent Yuan Sewei from being dealt with immediately.

He felt that he was crazy, and after hearing Yuan Sewei's confession to him before, after her fair-skinned body came into view, he was unstoppable crazy.

I want to take possession of the woman in front of me crazily, and I want this woman's body to be covered with his scent.

Seeing her poor look that she wanted to take off her pants but couldn't face, Cui Yihan smiled low, and took her hands off and slowly took off her pants.

The bumpy and delicate body was completely presented in front of Cui Yihan, and the bra and underwear that had been put on him indiscriminately before went to nowhere at this moment.

Cui Yihan's hand slammed Yuan Sewei's chest, kneading it into various shapes with his fingers. He was breathing heavily, feeling that his lower abdomen was already as hard as steel.

Yuan Sewei was choked by him: "Um...um...I want..."

A gleam of light flashed through Cui Yihan's eyes, and he whispered: "What do you want? Huh?"

Yuan Sewei touched aimlessly, and suddenly banged to the heat. Holding the heat with both hands, Jiaojiao said: "I want...I want this..."

The soft, boneless hands slid back and forth on the penis, Cui Yihan raised his head, his short black hair was wet with sweat.

It seemed that the medicine had an effect, and Yuan Sewei's mind gradually recovered. Seeing the man's emotional appearance, his body became even hotter.

Huaxue was already wet, she couldn't wait to twist her body so that Huaxue faced the groin, and yelled, "Major General...give me, give me..."

Cui Yihan's hand slid to the woman's flower point, the small point was already so wet, and his finger was only touched with the bright liquid.

There was an unbearable noise in the throat: "What is it for you...huh? I'll give it to you..."

Yuan Sewei breathed and gasped and said, "I want a meat stick, I want a major general's meat stick, give it to me, give it to me..."

"Call me Yihan." Cui Yihan touched the mouth of the flower hole, aimed the hot heat at that place, and glided slowly across the mouth of the hole. The sharp eyes like a lone wolf stared at Yuan Sewei's face and spoke slowly.

The flower holes were even more flooded. Yuan Sewei tensed, clutching Cui Yihan's arm, and shouted: "Yihan, give me..."

Hearing the woman's pleading voice, Cui Yihan's eyes tightened, the rare corner of his mouth with a faint smile, no longer suppressing the desire, and ruthlessly and mercilessly rushed into the mysterious place.

"Ah~..." Yuan Sewei screamed sharply, her acupuncture pain unbearable.

Cui Yihan only felt that he was bitten tightly by a warm and tight place, as if sucking by thousands of small mouths, so that people couldn't help but thrust them quickly.

He maintained his only reason, breathing heavily, touching the roundness in his hands, gently kneading, leaning down, and kissing Yuan Sewei's delicate red lips.

"Hey~" the lips overflowed and sighed slightly, "it won't hurt right away."