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

Female CEO x Little Milk Dog (25) [H]

The voice was suppressed between the teeth, but the gasping and moaning lingered in the ears.

This kind of scene that can be heard but cannot be seen is the easiest to imagine. Just the sound of sucking and smashing, Fan Zi could think of seven or eight ways in his mind.

Was he licking her ears, or biting the delicate nipples on her chest, or sucking on the white neck.

The more she thought about it, the more her original sleepiness faded away, and instead she felt another strange feeling.

Especially after her eyes met Han Lichuan's.

The distance between the two of them was less than a foot, and he could bite her little mouth with just one bow of his head. His hand was placed on her side, and he could touch her whenever he wanted.

Fan Zi looked at him carefully, trying to determine what kind of identity he was now, but she could easily tell it with just a few glances. His eyes were like those of a hawk or a hungry wolf. No one except the second personality would have such eyes.

How should she treat him, irritate him, or obey him, influence him, and let him understand that as long as he loves her, she will always be there.

There is no need to possess her alone, no need to imprison her, as long as he needs her, she will be there.

She sighed softly, slowly reached out and hugged him, her fingers touched the clothes on his chest, and patted the chest soothingly. She pressed her lips against his chest and whispered softly like coaxing a child: "You want me to believe in you, and you must believe in me, not because you have a temper."

"Have you forgotten what I gave up for you?" Her fingers drew circles back and forth on his nipples, "I am a CEO, and I gave up a small piece of grass to choose you, and you still yelled at me and have temper, I'm still coaxing you, why are you so powerful?"

Han Lichuan's body slowly softened. He lowered his head, captured the small lips that he had been longing for for a long time, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I just want to occupy you so much."

The tiny moans could still be heard in her ears, and the heat outside also made the room hotter. Fan Zi greedily teased his tongue, entangled with him, and gasped: "Just like the young lovers outside. What?"

The boy said a few more words because of the girl, so he proved his existence in this way.

Han Lichuan turned over and looked down at her from above: "No, I am more serious than him."

He just wants her to look at him, wants to possess her crazily, rub her into his body, press her into the depths of his soul, and just let her look at him crazily.

He held Fan Zi's head, pressing it against her small mouth and sucking on it. His big hands followed the collar of her neck and grabbed the tender flesh on that side, gently twisting and kneading it. Feeling the soft flesh trembling gently in the hand, the small hardening on the chest collided back and forth between the fingers.

It makes people want to put it into their mouth immediately, lick it, suck it and smash it.

Fan Zi snake-like snake snaked its way from the side of Han Lichuan's neck to his shoulders, and his slender fingers were still gently stroking the spine.

Han Lichuan couldn't resist the teasing, and his head got hot. He stretched out his head to catch that alluring little mouth. The woman in his arms had a delicate fragrance lingering around him, as if it was trying to attract people's souls. Go.

The two of them were breathing heavier and heavier, and the light kiss was no longer satisfying. Han Lichuan blocked those delicious red lips, kept touching and crushing them, reluctant to let go of the gap, and squinted his eyes to watch in the darkness. She looked confused by herself.

It seemed that the sounds outside could no longer be heard, and the body was involuntarily excited. In the end, the more intoxicated he became, the movements of h8s hands became wilder because of the excitement, and his body desperately longed for her.

When he raised his head and let go of her little mouth, Fan Zi's clothes had already been stripped to pieces. Under the hazy moonlight, it added a bit of mystery, like a fairy, making the man willingly to sink into it her feet.

"Want..." The familiar desire gradually surged up, and Han Lichuan expressed it with his own body language. The intensity of his kneading and caressing continued to increase, pressing on her body as if to cover her.

Fan Zi was panting from being kissed. She held his face with her hands and regained her rationality. She could hear the movement outside and deliberately shouted: "Who is outside?"

The man and woman who were in lust were so frightened by the sudden shouting that they froze, followed by a flurry of sounds, the grass rustling, and for a few minutes, it was completely quiet outside.

Not only the lovers outside, but also Han Lichuan were shocked by Fan Zi. Seeing the evil smile on her lips, he suddenly became happy.

Fan Zi raised her head in dissatisfaction and raised her eyebrows deliberately: "Why, why are you laughing? I'm just making room for us."

Han Lichuan's mind moved, and his dark eyes were as bright as black pearls, "Let's go out."

Immediately afterwards, Han Lichuan carried Fan Zi out of the tent. He deliberately walked to the messy grass and pressed her against the tree. Fan Zi lowered her head and looked down at him, as if condescending as a queen, and touched his cheek with her palm.

Han Lichuan's lips and tongue vigorously sucked her white skin. The sound of sucking mixed with the sound of falling leaves blown by the breeze in the quiet woods. He lifted Fan Zi's buttocks and plunged into the soft softness. place.

"Ah~~~" The feeling of pleasure made her moan out, wishing he could die in this gentle land.

His hands gently protected her back, preventing her from being touched by the rough tree trunks. The two white lumps on the chest were swaying constantly in front of his eyes, and the throat seemed to be dry, so he just bit it down.

It's as if you can suck juice out of it.

Every thrust of the meat stick brought out a burst of broken moans. Fan Zi restrained herself in the end, her voice was suppressed, and her eyes could see the position of the two young lovers.

Through the moonlight, every kiss and touch can be seen clearly.