Drifting Towards You

With scarlet eyes, he leaned over, rude and impatient.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her around him, kissed his apple, and licked gently with her soft tongue.

The soft lips of a woman are like the deadliest poison, she is obviously so jerky.

But it made him almost crazy, and he began to tear up the obnoxious nightdress.

"Um... it hurts..."

There was a tear in the corner of her eye.

She snorted, and the little hands around his waist grabbed a few blood stains.

He also snorted and saw tears on her eyelashes, kissed her lips, and whispered her name: "Late night..."

Su Xiangwan's face turned pale, and she looked at him with tears: "I hurt..."

He breathed very hard, and kissed her neck and collarbone: "Well, I know."

...

"No...well...no more...don't..."

"Mu Beiting, you beast! Please...oooo..."

"Woo...don't...I don't want it..."

The night was getting thick, and only her intermittent crying and shameful crashes remained in the room.

Mu Beiting was completely out of control and looted wantonly.

It wasn't until she finally fainted with tears in her eyes that he let her go a little bit reluctant.

With the dim light, his big hand traced her outline lightly, and his thin lips covered her again, kissing from the forehead to the tip of the nose, and from the lips to the neck socket.

I just want to leave my mark on every inch of her body.

"Late late..."

He whispered her name, just trying to rub her into his body.

The index finger gently wiped away the tear marks on her cheek, and whispered: "I love you."

The next day.

Mu Beiting was awakened by the ringing of the phone and touched the phone and glanced at it.

It's her cell phone, the caller Yuan Xue.

He glanced at the very restless little thing in his arms, turned his head and answered the phone in a low voice, "Hey."

Yuan Xue was stunned for a moment: "Mu...Mu Shao."

"Yep."

"Xiang Wan has an announcement."

"cancel."

When the words were over, she hung up the phone without waiting for Yuan Xue to speak again.

Mu Beiting dropped the phone, kissed her on the forehead, and slept for a while.

Su Xiangwan slept directly three poles before waking up.

The long eyelashes blinked, slowly opening their heavy eyelids.

When he opened his eyes, he faced a pair of black eyes like ink, Mu Beiting leaned his body, one hand propped his head, and her shadow was reflected in the dark pupils.

His eyes darkened a bit, and a little anxiety was vaguely visible.

He was afraid that she would annoy him if she knew last night.

Even more afraid of disgusting and fleeing from him.

Su Xiangwan was sleepy, and did not notice his anxiety.

He just raised his head and put a soft kiss on his lips: "Good morning."

He was a little lost and his eyes were slightly sour.

After a while, he smiled at her.

He smiled very well, and she was blinded.

Mu Beiting turned over and kissed her lips fiercely.

Su Xiangwan hugged his neck and turned his head to avoid it for a few minutes: "Well, your mouth was cracked by you..."

"Late night." His voice was low and hoarse, his thin lips licked and kissed her chin, landed on the neck, and then landed on the collarbone.

A little bit down...

The sunlight outside the window was faintly drenched, passing through the curtains, emitting a soft halo.

The woman's body has a faint fragrance, soft as if it can be broken at will.

It didn't take long for his hands to become honest again.

The new nightdress that she only put on last night was torn again in a disarray.