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

Beautiful Instructor x High Cold Major General (7) [H]

In the closed training room, white lights illuminate the two people in the room.

The woman's milk-white body was blue and red, and her hair was wet on the sides of her cheeks.

"Ah...don't...don't...Yihan..." Yuan Sewei turned white in front of her eyes, and her body vented twice, but the man still clings to her essence and is still strong.

Cui Yihan laughed lowly: "Baby, it's coming soon, okay?"

In the muddy passage, huge desires thrust violently. The penis was stuck in Huaxin, making Yuan Sewei finally couldn't help crying: "Ahh"

The glans just poked in a little bit, but the pleasure spread to the brain nerves along the tail vertebrae.

Cui Yihan lifted his head and panted, his glans lifted his horse and his eyes loosened, and hot semen was sprayed into the flower path.

"Ah..." Yuan Sewei screamed, her body stretched into a curved arc, twitching weakly.

Cui Yihan pulled out the slightly weak penis, and looked at the woman lying on the cushion absent-mindedly.

The legs are wide open, and the turbid white liquid in the flower points flows out along the groin with a little bloodshot eyes. The cushion under the hips is moist, and the transparent silky liquid sets the buttocks even more tempting.

Just one glance made Cui Yihan's lower abdomen fire again.

However, he still pityed Yuan Sewei for the first time, and Maoer had just tasted the fishy, ​​so how could he be satisfied once again. After taking a few deep breaths, the fire of desire faded.

He stretched out his big hand and touched Yuan Sewei's forehead, the heat on the forehead was already much lower than before.

Fearing that she would catch a cold again, Cui Yihan hurriedly wrapped Yuan Sewei with her clothes, only showing one head and her weak legs.

Fortunately, this training room is not far from the room arranged for him by the school. If ordinary people cannot enter this place without his permission, Cui Yihan directly hugged Yuan Sewei's body and went straight back to his room.

Cui Yihan's bedroom is just like his temperament, cold and indifferent. There are no more than three overall colors, and the things are neatly arranged and meticulous.

Yuan Sewei lay on the bed, rubbing the soft sheets, unconsciously sighed, and fell asleep.

Cui Yihan stared at her with half-squinted eyes for a long time before going to the bathroom to take out a hot and damp towel and gently wipe the embarrassed flower hole.

Yuan Sewei only felt warm and comfortable underneath herself, kicking her feet at random, unconscious.

In the early morning of the next morning, half-dreaming and half-awake, Yuan Sewei felt that there was a heat source beside her, opened her sleepy eyes, and suddenly saw the thin man's body in front of her.

The scene of yesterday appeared in her mind immediately, and her eyes flashed with astonishment, and then ecstasy.

Last night, I really had it.

"Wake up." Cui Yihan's voice was slightly hoarse, Yuan Sewei looked up at him from the side, and after meeting his star-like black eyes, she lowered her head unconsciously.

"Um......"

Looking at Yuan Sewei's appearance, Cui Yihan naturally knew that Yuan Sewei was not at all sane last night. He still remembered what she said last night. He put his arms around the woman's slender waist and the chin against her thick black hair. , Said: "Isn't it the first time you dreamed of me?"

Yuan Sewei's memory returned, and Cui Yihan asked what she said when she teased him last night.

On the originally sexy and bright face, the cheeks were slightly flushed.

As if feeling her uncooperativeness, Cui Yihan slowly moved his big hand upwards, touching the top of the snowy peak, gently holding it, and slowly kneading: "Um...speak."

Yuan Sewei's voice trembled, and her two hands weakly blocked her chest: "Three times...I dreamed of it three times..."

Cui Yihan was taken aback, with a smile on his face. He lifted Yuan Sewei up, his thin lips lightly leaned against the woman's ear, and said, "What did you dream of?"

Yuan Sewei only felt that this Cui Yihan was completely different from the memory of the original owner in the memory, where there is still that cold look now, it is clearly a boring girl.

"Dreaming about you, fuck me fiercely..." Yuan Sewei turned her passive into active, put her arms around the man's neck, turned over, and immediately turned into a female posture from the side.

Lie on Cui Yihan's body, arrogantly looking down at him like a queen. With both hands inserted into his soft black hair, there is less than a centimeter between his lips.

Cui Yihan's sharp black eyes slowly narrowed, whether it was under or on the bed, even if it was just fun, he would not allow Yuan Sewei to stand on his head.

"Step aside."

Yuan Sewei was taken aback by Cui Yihan's words. It was full of indifference, and even the fire of lust was never seen in his eyes.

Could it be that she was wrong? Did Cui Yihan look at her differently?

Yuan Sewei was stunned and moved to the side stiffly. Cui Yihan slowly sat up from the bed, caught Yuan Sewei's two hands with one hand and placed them on top of his head.

Two legs fixed the woman's waist, took the belt from the side, and relentlessly trapped Yuan Sewei's hands, with a smile across her mouth: "This is the only way to behave."

Damn it! Damn it! I'm a big slot!

Yuan Sewei's eyes widened, and she accepted this reversal.