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

Republic of China Female Prostitute x Chaebol's Second Young Master (3) [H]

As the car drove all the way, Liu Zi was sitting beside Wu Weilun, cold and quiet.

The driver parked the car in front of a small white building, and the two got out of the car tacitly and walked slowly.

Liu Zi looked at the surrounding environment. The house was in an Italian style. After opening the door, unexpectedly there was no servant.

Wu Weilun walked ahead, his leather shoes clattering on the wooden stairs.

Entering the room, Wu Weilun unzipped his clothes and threw them on the sofa on the side. He glanced at Liu Zi and said, "Go take a shower first."

According to Wu Weilun's instructions, Liu Zi went to the bathroom on the side.

The bathroom was obviously well-maintained, bright red rose petals were placed in front of the bathtub, and the lighting was dim and blurred.

The cheongsam faded away, Liu Zi sat in the bathtub, slowly taking a warm bath.

The surging heat made her cheeks reddish, and her fair skin was also dyed pink.

"Okay?" She was wiping her body, suddenly a low male voice sounded in her ears.

Liu Zi looked sideways. Wu Weilun was wearing a bathrobe, leaning against the door, scanning her up and down.

Pursing her lips, she whispered: "Okay."

The atmosphere between the two people is a bit subtle, and there is a sense of closeness in the alienation.

The two of them knew what was going to happen next, and when they got to the bed, the strange feeling became even more obvious.

Liu Zi is different from the woman Wu Weilun had before. Others have already posted on him by this time.

And she can even be said to be indifferent now, as if she was going to complete a task in a while.

Wu Weilun squinted his eyes, and put her on the bed with a big hand.

At this time, Liu Zi was also very calm, staring straight at his black eyes, without a charming smile, and no yin.

She stretched out her hand, grabbed Wu Weilun's neck, and put on her hot and humid red lips.

Wu Weilun’s lips were slightly cold, and her body was hot because of the bath, and her skin was very refreshing.

The beauty took the initiative to give her arms and hugs, Wu Weilun would naturally not refuse, the big palm covered the upright part of the woman's chest, kneading and gently twisting, provoking hard tip to bulge.

The soft and creamy breast milk seemed to be alive in the palm of his hand, squeezing and bouncing down, as if responding to him.

Wu Weilun's breathing became a little quicker, and his palm moved down to the slender waist.

He has always preferred a slim waist and a tight grip, which can bring different pleasures.

After removing her clothes, Liu Zi's waist came into view, although it was thin on her body, it was particularly coordinated.

Not the kind of skinny waist because of  hunger.

"The king of Chu has a thin waist, and the harem is starving to death." It's not an exaggeration to put this sentence here now.

In order to do what he likes, many women around him always abuse themselves in exchange for his preferences. As everyone knows, they are both thin waists. What he wants to see is healthy and natural, not sick.

Some women are born with better physical conditions than others. Liu Zi is not thin, but her skeleton is small. Even if she has flesh, she looks well-balanced and coordinated.

Wu Weilun felt a large piece of smooth and soft loin, which was comfortable to the touch like silk, and it was warm and very comfortable to rub.

Even though he couldn't see all of her expressions in the dark, the outline was vaguely visible.

Not only did Liu Zi have a slender waist, but the legs that had just been covered under the cheongsam were now completely exposed in front of him.

The slender and straight legs, white and tender, form a sharp contrast with the sheets.

Her eyebrows were still calm and clear, as if she was not affected by what she was doing at this time.

Wu Weilun squinted, and somehow, a touch of restlessness suddenly appeared in his heart.

After all, it's the man's inferiority that is at the root of the problem and he wants to see her surrender.

After touching the acupuncture point and feeling that the inside was slightly moist, the stiff desire went straight into the tunnel. In an instant, the tender meat on the meat wall came together.

Liu Zi snorted and adjusted her body into a comfortable posture to make herself feel better.

The man easily raised her leg on his shoulder, held the leg, and thrust it quickly.

A low moan came out from her lips, unlike those soft and delicate groans, her breathlessness seemed to be depressed, humming and tempting people to break through all her persistence.

"Call out." Wu Weilun shouted, squinting.

He wanted to listen, wanted to listen to her moan, wanted to listen to her begging for mercy.

The crotch vigorously moved, mixed with the slapping sound of the flesh, and the sound of liquid gurgling, tempting people to be confused.

Liu Zi couldn't bear his strength, as if he was about to pierce the buds deep in the flower hole, all of which were inserted into the body.

She listened to Wu Weilun's request, biting her lip, but the voice did not leak out at all.

With a "pop", the lamp on the bedside table was turned on.

The dim and ambiguous warm light shone on this small bed, Liu Zi squinted for a moment, and she felt the warm fingers touch her lips.

Pry open the teeth, stuck between the upper and lower teeth.

The tongue inevitably touched the finger and licked it inadvertently.