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

Inferority Complex Girl x Top Student Male God (12) [H]

The slippery tongue, like a snake, sucked Yuan Shijia's tongue and nerves deeply, constantly twisting, grabbing air and everything, the root of the thigh was even more imprisoned, unable to move, he had to control everything.

Yuan Shijia did not expect Yuan Jing to be exceptionally possesive in this regard, which was far from his past self. She thought he was gentle and warm like the sun, but in fact she couldn't resist him at all.

Pleasure and pain are intertwined, which makes her want to escape, but how can the comfortably wrapped cock let her escape? The scenes that I have only seen on the computer are now turned into actual combat.

And she is the person he likes, both physically and mentally, so he can't bear it at all.

Raise the hips that have been wet with love liquid, and let your own cock closely intrude into the small mouth that will disturb people's spirits. He can no longer bear the temptation, again and again, twitching his waist uncontrollably, push in and out without fatigue, every time reaching the deepest point.

"Don't..." The sensitive spot in her body was hit, Yuan Shijia who was originally happy to accept the joy, reacted abruptly, her body shook for a moment, and she plead him to stop.

At this time, Yuan Jing couldn't hear her anymore. All his attention was focused on the lower abdomen, which was about to erupt out of uncontrolled.

The violent thrusting continued, the flesh collided and made a "puff puff" sound, but there was more and more love liquid in the small hole, the flesh wall was violently contracted, and she had no more strength.

"Yeah--" She twitched slightly, and an indescribable pleasure rush through her body, and she lost her senses.
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he desire to explode was only a ray, at this moment, unable to control it, Yuan Jing pinched her waist tightly, and a large amount of turbid white sprayed out.
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In the bright living room, two people were panting.

Yuan Jing got up and poured a glass of water and swallowed slowly, leaving excess liquid on his lips. He approached Yuan Shijia and lowered his lips to her lips.

The cold water gurgled down the flexible lips and tongue, moisturizing the dry throat.

Yuan Shijia raised his head, just because of his affection, his slightly pink skin gradually returned to its original color, and his eyebrows and eyes were covered with patches of black hair, showing only the thin and beautiful lips.

Yuan Shijia's heart tightened when she saw it. She didn't speak, and the air pressure in the entire room was low.

The white and tender skin shivered under the blow of the air, lowering her head, feeling a little bit cold in her heart.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Yuan Jing frowned, and walked naked into the bathroom quickly, took a bath towel, wrapped it around her, and asked carefully, "Is it okay? Is it cold?"

The boy's hot body temperature immediately warmed Yuan Shijia's heart, and her body was not so cold anymore.

Her gaze fell on the sofa cushion below her, suddenly a little panicked, biting her lip and looking at Yuan Jing with some bewilderment: "On the sofa cushion, shouldn't it..."

As she spoke, she carefully lifted a corner of her body, and moved her gaze to the sofa cushion.

The brown blood mixed with the white thick liquid, left it all wet and rubbed on it.

Naturally, Yuan Jing saw it too, and he continued to wrap her tightly with a bath towel, and comforted: "It's okay, I'll get it in the washing machine in a while."

Yuan Shijia breathed a sigh of relief, and in a blink of an eye she noticed other places: "How long till Auntie is back?"

Would she be mad if she saw such a scene?

Yuan Jing felt funny because of her, squeezed her face angrily, and hummed, "You should just care about whether it hurts or not."

Yuan Shijia's face reddened again after a while, only to see her gently shaking her head, her voice was weak and inaudible: "It's not very painful."

His movements were still gentle, except for the last moments that were more intense, at other times, she was still in a kind of dizziness.

Yuan Jing leaned on the sofa, and pressed Yuan Shijia's body with his head down: "Want something to eat, eh?"

"Auntie isn't coming back?" she asked.

Yuan Jing smiled and said, "She's on a business trip."

There is no adult in the family at all, and two people are allowed to toss during this period.

The more Yuan Shijia looked at Yuan Jing's expression, the more she felt that Yuan Jing had an idea. Although the smile on his face was kind, it made her feel a bad premonition.

She felt that he was not as harmless as she thought before. Instead, he pretended to be a pig that eats a tiger and was only bad to her. This kind of badness is exactly what a girl needs.

It's even more irresistible.

Yuan Shijia was stunned, and was suddenly lifted by both arms and hung in the air.

A part of the bath towel wrapped around her body also fell to the ground at this time, but still some hanging on her body.

She exclaimed: "Yuan Jing, where are we going?"

Yuan Jing was a little dissatisfied with the way she called him, raising his eyebrows, he looked at her, and said, "Is there anyone who calls her boyfriend by his first name?"

Yuan Shijia bit her lip, hung her hand on his neck unconsciously, and shouted, "Baby?"

Baby, she really couldn't call out sweet words, and she couldn't think of other words, so she could only say the most common and most error-free name.

Yuan Jing looked at her embarrassed appearance, with a smile in his eyes, letting her go. He hugged her and said: "I'm holding you to take a bath."

The floor tiles in the bathroom were very cold. Yuan Jing put Yuan Shijia down making the bath towel fall while hot water rushed to the floor.