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

Peaceful Princess x Temperamental King (15) [H]

Shen Ruohan only felt an indescribable sensation rushing to his head from his back, listening to her "horrifying" words like this, there was no anger, only joy.

He likes her idea.

As soon as the big hand lifted her waist, she immediately let her lean on her body: "I forgive you for your innocence."

Wen Yuanrou smiled suddenly, and for the first time in her life, she made a rebellious move, holding Shen Ruohan's head, standing on her toes, and kissing his thin lips.

He was a head taller than her, his toes lit, and Shen Ruohan's head was lowered before he could barely kiss him.

Suddenly being treated like this, Shen Ruohan's body was stiff, but when the familiar breath and smell came on his lips, a smile came into his eyes.

She had never kissed him so boldly.

Shen Ruohan was very cooperative with Wen Yuanrou, lowering her body so that she could kiss herself. The small tongue dexterously opened his lips and hooked up his tongue. The weight of her whole body was about to press on his body, and she licked Shen Ruohan's collar with both hands.

The girl was so active, Shen Ruohan deliberately kept from being seduced by her, and responded to her enthusiasm with indifference.

Gradually, her fierce movements eased a little, and she carefully stepped back, lowered her head, and muffled: "Do you not like it?" There was not even a single response.

Shen Ruohan looked at her and chuckled softly: "Rou'er's courage is getting bigger and bigger."

Wen Yuanrou pursed her lips and muttered to herself: "I want to be bolder..."

Her voice was inaudible, but at the moment the distance was so close, Shen Ruohan could hear it clearly. The pupils that were like lacquer raised, and re-said the words: "Rou'er is going to do something bolder to me?"

His tone was like encouragement, Wen Yuanrou raised his head, her always docile brows and eyes were stubborn, and despite the broad daylight, she stretched her hand into Shen Ruohan's dragon robe and touched his chest.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Shen Ruohan's clothes were untied and opened to the sides. He stunned, and there was a pair of warm little hands on his chest teasing his nerves.

The little bean on her chest was pinched and kneaded by the woman's fingers, and it became hard without his control.

Shen Ruohan was about to be tossed madly by Wen Yuanrou's boldness. He glanced at the surrounding environment and hugged Wen Yuanrou into a rockery.

The environment suddenly became dim, and there were only a few openings to see the sunlight outside.

Wen Yuanrou didn't dare to move anymore. When the man reached the rockery, she could feel the hardness of the hips. She gasped lightly and said, "Your Majesty, this is outside..."

Shen Ruohan was happy when she heard that, now she knew it was outside, who made such a bold move just now?

"Rou'er, I will take you to do bolder things!"

With a big hand, easily pushed her skirt up, pulled off the trousers she was wearing, pointed the cock at the flower hole, and pushed in accurately.

The rush of his entry caused Wen Yuanrou to move forward a little bit, "Your Majesty...slower...slower..."

Shen Ruohan didn't listen to her at all, but deliberately struck again twice, lowering his voice: "Rou'er, keep your voice down, if it is heard..."

Wen Yuanrou bit her finger, trying to restrain herself from making a sound. When Shen Ruohan saw this, she prepared to let her let go of her finger, but she couldn't. She bit his index finger.

The force was very light, and the fragrant tongue still wrapped around his fingers, making his breathing a little heavier.

The originally slightly moist flower path became more and more moist with the thrusting action, and the nectar even flowed out of a small mouth. Shen Ruohan pinched Wen Yuanrou's waist with one hand, and covered Wen Yuanrou's mouth with the other, and his hips kept shaking. At the same time, Wen Yuanrou made a trembling sound.

With a flower in front of Wen Yuanrou's eyes, she found that her face was facing Shen Ruohan's handsome face. She no longer blocked her voice with her hands, but instead kissed her with his mouth.

One hand raised her leg, and the other held her waist.

Wen Yuanrou's hands were on the side of the stone, trying to maintain his balance, her smooth and white long legs were placed on Shen Ruohan's arms, and this movement was only possible thanks to Wen Yuanrou's flexibility.

Shen Ruohan quickly pumped it up, the thick desires constantly rubbing in and out of the flower path. The flower hole was constantly tightened by the stimulation, every time it seemed to squeeze out his cock.

The clip was a little painful, but it brought an immense pleasure. Shen Ruohan squinted his eyes halfway, looking at the gentle ketone body.

The clothes were scattered on the ground in a mess, and the chest wrapped around her chest had long lost its previous function, looming loomingly blocking the beauty of her chest. His eyes were a little red, and he thrust in swiftly. The cock sank into the depths, causing Wen Yuanrou to twitch to a climax.

Shen Ruohan was breathing fast, and kissing Wen Yuanrou to death, trembling and spraying all his concentrated essence into the small acupuncture points.

When the love affairs rest, Shen Ruohan's cock is still stuck in the warm flower hole of Wen Yuan and soft.

Wen Yuanrou was sore and feeble, and could only rely on him. In this sultry rockery, the two of them had a battle down, with a thin layer of sweat on their backs.