Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)

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　　 Xie Ciyan's voice was a little hoarse, he raised his fingertips to tuck the broken hair around her ears, his Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes became darker, his desire was aroused, but he was forbearing and restraining it. "Here?"

　　Yan Zhaozhao opened her red lips slightly, the scent of the albizzia flowers lingered in his nose, making him even more aroused. "Don't you dare?" After saying that, her fingertips gently swirled around the swollen glans as if provoking.

　　There was a little bit of itch coming from the urethra, but this kind of itch would not disappear after a few hard scratches. The itch that was aroused was like being hit by an aphrodisiac, and it could only be relieved by entering her ecstasy hole. His voice became even hoarse, and he didn't know if he was really praising her, "Zhao Zhao is really brave."

　　Yan Zhaozhao's eyebrows were frivolous, and there was a little more teasing in her eyes when she looked at him, "Then do you know that I can be even bolder?" She still remembered the account she had made last time in Requanzi, and this time it was time to settle the accounts.

　　She raised her hand and pulled open the soft crimson satin belt around her waist. The gauze outer shirt spread out, revealing the crimson dress that contrasted with her fair skin. The bright red made her skin look as delicate as jade in the night. Yan Zhaozhao held the belt with one hand and poked his side with a lush fingertip with the other hand. "Put your hands behind your back." Xie

　　Ciyan was a little confused. After hesitating for a moment, he still obediently put one hand behind his back. Then he heard the delicate woman say, "Two hands."

　　He had no choice but to obey and put his hands behind his waist.

　　Yan Zhaozhao was satisfied now. Suddenly, she buried her head in his chest, and her hands were fiddling with something at his waist. Xie Ciyan felt as if his wrists were entangled with something. Then, when she tightened it, he finally realized it.

　　She was using her belt to tie his hands behind his back.

　　"What is Zhaozhao trying to do?" He said with a smile, and his sharp eyes stared at the top of her head.

　　"Guess?" She asked instead of answering, her eyes full of undisguised cunning. Yan Zhaozhao ripped open his already loose collar, and even unbuttoned the thin white lining, revealing a large area of ​​his chest, every line and vein gently rising and falling with his breathing, which made her blush for a moment.

　　She didn't want Xie Ciyan to see her shyness at this moment, so she pretended to be indifferent and looked away, and her soft palm suddenly grasped the hot and hard evil root through the thin underwear. The evil thing was hot and hard, which frightened her fingertips slightly, and then she grasped it again.

　　Xie Ciyan had not expected her to do such a thing, and he let out a muffled groan in his throat, "Uh... "

　　The thing under him was huge, and Yan Zhaozhao's hands were small, so she couldn't put the thick stick in her palm with one hand. She had to hold it with both hands, and pressed the soft thumb on the softer glans. Instantly, some clear liquid overflowed, soaking her underwear and staining it with water stains.

　　"Zhaozhao, don't do it." Xie Ciyan's voice was very hoarse, and he couldn't stop panting when Yan Zhaozhao pressed her fingertips on the sensitive glans, each breath heavier and hoarser than the last.

　　She raised her eyes, her sparkling eyes were watery and innocent, as if she really didn't know that he was suffering. "What's wrong? Isn't it uncomfortable like this?"

　　Now Yan Zhaozhao finally understood why Xie Ciyan liked to do this to her every time they made love. She wanted to see the regent prince, who was high and mighty like a banished immortal, with lust in his eyes and eyebrows and fell into the world of mortals...