Quick Wear: The soft waist is good at getting pregnant pt.2

Warlord Marshal vs. Pure Female Doctor (57)

The man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were tinged with abnormal lust.

Jiang Li hugged his neck and looked down at him: "What are you going to do? Put me down quickly."

Fu Wensheng put his hands under Jiang Li's armpits, picked her up and placed her on the dressing table behind him.

Snap——

When Jiang Li sat down on the dressing table, she accidentally touched the cosmetics on the table. She was about to turn her head to pick up the fallen cosmetics, but Fu Wensheng raised his hand and pinched her chin.

Before she could speak, a barrage of kisses fell upon her.

Fu Wensheng pinched her chin and sealed her alluring red lips.

With the experience from previous times, Fu Wensheng easily pried open Jiang Li's lips and teeth this time, and his tongue tip flexibly drilled in, savoring the sweetness inside her lips.

Jiang Li was startled, then she came to her senses and raised her neck to respond.

Fu Wensheng's breathing quickened instantly after receiving the response. With the occasional rubbing of his nose, the temperature in the room soared and the two of them kissed more and more passionately.

As Fu Wensheng's tall figure sank, Jiang Li couldn't help but lean backwards. In order to stabilize her body, Fu Wensheng put his big hand around her slender waist.

At that moment, Jiang Li's body was instantly bound into a broad embrace, and she sank with him into this whirlpool of tenderness and sweetness.

Fu Wensheng's breathing became heavier and heavier, his eyes filled with lust, but in the end he still held back.

He said he wouldn't touch her until they were married.

Fu Wensheng buried his face in Jiang Li's neck and gently bit the smooth skin on the back of her neck.

The hard-on underneath had swelled up into a lotus pod, and the originally flat pants were also propped up high.

Amazing size.

Fu Wensheng lay on Jiang Li's neck, breathing heavily, with veins bulging on his forehead and the back of his hands, which was enough to show his forbearance at the moment.

After feeling the burning sensation at the root of her thigh, Jiang Li straightened her back and did not dare to move at all.

As time passed, the lust in Fu Wensheng's eyes gradually subsided, and finally returned to normal.

It wasn't until he stood up that the nervous Jiang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the man blushing, she asked tentatively, "Are you... okay?"

Fu Wensheng held Jiang Li's little face and wiped the lipstick from the corners of her mouth bit by bit with his fingertips.

"Li'er, I really want to marry you right now. I can't help myself."

He looked straight at Jiang Li, his eyes almost filled with emotion.

Jiang Li slapped his hand away and jumped down from the table: "We can prepare for the wedding in half a month, why are you so impatient?"

After Fu Wensheng's interference, all the lipstick on Jiang Li's lips was ruined.

She turned around and sat in front of the makeup mirror to touch up her makeup again. When she saw her swollen lips in the mirror, she gritted her teeth.

"Fu Wensheng, look at what you have done!"

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In the end, Fu Wensheng was scolded by Jiang Li, and it took a long time to coax him into silence.