Yan Jiaoran felt shy, lowered her eyes, and her gaze slowly moved to his lips.
Her breathing became more and more rapid and more and more delicate.
Qin Yuan's heart was pounding, and he felt confused as he looked at the beauty's dazed eyes.
His gaze gradually fell on the red lips opposite him.
But it is so tender and beautiful, as moist and smooth as fat, and extremely attractive.
"You bastard, I want compensation, with my mouth..."
The words fell.
He kissed her while she was lying on her back.
Qin Yuan wanted to hide, but Yan Jiaoran suppressed him and kissed him tightly.
Soft jade and warm fragrance in my arms.
Reason gradually fades away.
The aroma is as sweet as steam and incense, making people feel intoxicated.
Qin Yuan felt as if he was drunk, with the head spinning and dizzy.
Yan Jiaoran became more and more presumptuous, wrapping her arms around the man's neck, her beautiful eyes narrowed as if she was enjoying it extremely.
Not long after, Yan Jiaoran pried open Qin Yuan's lips, stuck out her tongue and poked around, swimming around playfully like a fish.
After a long time, Qin Yuan felt dizzy.
In a panic, I felt that I was being held by something as smooth as satin and as tender as butter.
This action was like igniting gunpowder. Qin Yuan suddenly exploded, hugged her and kissed her cheeks and neck like fiery fire.
Yan Jiaoran gasped softly, her delicate body trembling slightly in the man's tight grip.
Then, a pair of hands roughly opened the dragon robe to both sides, grabbed one and squeezed it hard.
Before she knew it, a waistband had fallen from the dragon throne, followed by a long skirt, and then a tulle shirt and a satin blouse dyed with a light saffron hue, one after another, slipped off quietly.
Only a pink brocade silk bodice remained.
Just when the last obstacle was about to be removed.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
A rapid knock on the door startled the two people in the room.
Murong Yanran: I'm watching, don't go too far!
Qin Yuan's head suddenly buzzed and he woke up suddenly.
Damn, it’s almost over!
Little Murong is still outside!
Yan Jiaoran was like a child who had done something bad secretly. She pushed Qin Yuan's chest with both hands, and then immediately stood up in panic.
He picked up the dragon robe and put it on.
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