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

Danmei Painter x Male Frequency Editor-in-chief (12) [H]

Although Zhou Jinyuan stepped aside, everyone's eyes didn't disappear, instead they stared at the two people with interest.

Seeing that the fans showed no signs of retreating, Song Tingyu bit his scalp and gave him a wink, and walked out without a trace.

As an editor who understands everything, I only feel that a girl's heart is about to explode.

Although Zhou Jinyuan is not an overbearing president, he is now completely under the control of an overbearing president.

The slap-up skills are already full.

In the hotel, Song Tingyu looked at Zhou Jinyuan speechlessly: "Little brother, if you don't go to work like this, you will be fired."

There was a lot of conflict between this and her plan, at least she didn't expect him to come.

Zhou Jinyuan stretched out her hand and stroked her cheek, touching her delicate skin, and said: "You asked me to kill you yesterday..."

Listening to his extremely calm statement of facts, Song Tingyu only felt

His temples jumped suddenly.

"So, I'm here to fuck you." As soon as the voice fell, he leaned down abruptly and completely pressed Song Tingyu against the wall.

As soon as he pushed the palm of his hand, he pushed the skirt to his waist.

Caught off guard, Song Tingyu watched him crouching under her body and quickly took off her lace panties.

The warm tongue licked the attractive flower hole mouth.

Song Tingyu's body shook as her sensitive snake tongue penetrated deep into the acupuncture point, and her relief and emptiness rushed out crazily.

Zhou Jinyuan grasped Song Tingyu's two hip flaps and put one of her legs on her shoulders, making her unable to move.

The collision of tender meat and tender meat, the flexible use of the tongue is vividly used.

In the blink of an eye, Song Tingyu's clothes were cleaned by Zhou Jinyuan.

Yin water flows down the roots of the thighs, and the tongue moves up along the gap, holding the flower beads in front.

"Don't..." Zhou Jinyuan came too fiercely, Song Tingyu was unprepared, her sensitive body trembled and her legs became soft.

Her slightly swaying body seemed to be struggling, but it was more like an invitation.

Zhou Jinyuan stood up and hugged Song Tingyu, putting it on the big bed.

The man was addicted to the nectar that was constantly spitting out from the hole, sucking vigorously, swallowing all the mucus into his throat.

Fingers pinched the congested bead, and the tingling and soreness permeated the nerves, and the body's reaction became more and more invisible.

Even if Zhou Jinyuan kept sucking the kinky liquid, the flower hole was getting wetter and wetter.

Getting in and out also became smoother, her tongue stirred the woman's flower point, and the sound of body fluid intertwined in her ears.

Song Tingyu felt soft and completely pleased. It's not that I haven't experienced it, but it's hard to have such a happy feeling. Compared to others treating her this way, she is more accepting to treat others by herself, otherwise there will always be a feeling of indebtedness.

But Zhou Jinyuan didn't give her a chance to act. After making the Huaxue wet and messed up, he changed the target to the cute Xiaojuxue.

The surrounding crevices were constantly being licked, and the mouth of the poor Chrysanthemum was so nervous that he did not dare to open it.

"No way...Zhou Jinyuan...Don't..." Song Tingyu groaned, holding the bed sheet in her hand, shouting nervously.

Zhou Jinyuan's nose and lips were full of slimy liquid, and he kissed the crotch again.

Seeing his movements, Song Tingyu tensed her body and struggled slightly: "Zhou Jinyuan! Don't lick it..."

"uncomfortable?"

Song Tingyu had a meal, biting her lip and looking at him: "No, but..."

"If you feel comfortable, then continue." He interrupted her and smiled suddenly, "Lick you all over today."

Zhou Jinyuan spoke daringly erotic words solemnly, and practiced it to the charming little person under him.

From the flower point to the base of the thigh, he didn't even let go of the small feet.

Song Tingyu felt that she was already a veteran in love, but Zhou Jinyuan refreshed her bottom line time and time again. This feeling of being held in the palm of the hand is so touching.

From the initial mission to the present, the men who have experienced her cherish her until the end, but it is different, Zhou Jinyuan has succeeded in becoming the most special one.

If she is not always vigilant, she might fall in love with such a man at any time.

The warm tongue has reached the neck, from bottom to top, he managed to lick her whole body.

Maybe there was something different in my heart, otherwise, how could he let him kiss and suck so eagerly.

The man's tongue gradually reached the woman's red lips, and the offensive became more fierce. He grabbed the tip of the tongue and sucked, the base of the tongue was pulled forward, and the pain was mixed with itching.

At this time, Zhou Jinyuan sent the meat stick in while Song Tingyu was in a state of confusion.

The flower hole was so wet and overflowing, but the cock that was inserted suddenly made two people groan the doctor.

The tender meat tightly locked the meat stick, and the tight pleasure made Zhou Jinyuan clamp his eyebrows, and separated Song Tingyu's legs on both sides, kneading the two smooth hip flaps to make them bigger.

"Don't pinch..." he whispered, gasping.

Song Tingyu's eyes were lost for a moment, and she said angrily when she heard the words: "Nothing."

She seemed to prove that she was not clamped, and she inhaled in her lower abdomen, tightening her cunts, and clamped him tightly as he said.

The sudden contraction made the tightly attached tender meat stick tighter, and the sucking of the meat stick almost couldn't resist the temptation to fall into the trap.

Zhou Jinyuan took a deep breath and looked down. The woman looked at him aggrievedly and innocently.