Strongest Eccentric Consort

"Trust me."

The hoarse voice is not tender and decent.

It was the opposite of his cold, indifferent and ruthless appearance.

Obviously it's just three short words...

But with the power that almost penetrated the soul, she instantly felt relieved.

She blinked her thick long eyelashes with water vapor, and wrapped her neck timidly, clinging to him almost dependently...

Give him his body and mind, together with everything, carefully.

"You must not bear me..."

Her soft voice murmured to herself: "Otherwise, I won't let you go."

He didn't pay attention at all, and moved with the gentle love and affection that even he was aware of, pressed against her cheek, and kissed her sweaty little face: "Don't be afraid..."

Lou Qianxue was bewitched by this gentleness...

He took the opportunity to seal her with thin hot lips, and at the same time, his waist sank slightly...

"Woo..."

She narrowed her starry eyes, her eyes filled with painful transparent liquid. Her white fingers pushed him subconsciously, but she was firmly shackled, and even the pain in her lips was eaten by him...

The soft body was trembling and struggling, but the arms burned on the waist were like iron tongs.

The fierce thing that was eager to explode, when I first explored the flower path, it was caught in a young, tender and tight, and it was difficult to move.

However, suddenly he touched this kind of softness, softness, dampness, heat, and tenderness that was completely different from his own, making his back tense and his eyes red. Apart from wanting to go deeper and explore more, he had no other ideas...

Suppressing all her rejection and screaming, he took the indomitable strength and dominance, and persevered forward, bit by bit, will belong to his territory, completely open up and occupy...

The sound of silk splitting suddenly sounded, Lou Qianxue's tender and soft body, instantly stretched...

pain!

The tearing pain made her eyes black.

But the hot and big fierce beast is still moving forward like a bamboo...

She trembled...

The lips were blocked. The thin lips finally left, she cried and pushed him: "No...don't..."

Obviously he is not a squeamish person, but now he seems to be unable to bear even a little pain, not to mention his extraordinary talent, which is unbearable.

She didn't want him in her mind anymore, she just felt that such torture would never be tried again for the rest of her life...

The blue veins on his forehead jumped straight, the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it. Where could she refuse?

He was also in pain, and he was bitten by her as if he was about to break.

Regardless of blocking the little mouth that said the words of rejection, the fingers pityed to the place where the two met. To relieve her...

As his lips and teeth touched, he still vaguely comforted her: "The book says... the first time it will hurt... it will be fine in a while..."

She grunted in protest.

"Hey, I will let you adapt to me as soon as possible..."

He started moving.

Her tears fell more urgently, faster...

Lie!

It's obviously more painful...

The fiery kiss was intermittent, and the strange and familiar numbness rose from the limbs, gradually replacing the pain...

Her painful cry also turned into a coquettish yin. Oh...

But then...

quickly!

The long and endless invading, occupying and claiming have turned into torture of overload...

More than last night, more fascinated, more thrilling and splendid, grabbing all her senses, whether it is pain or joy. Pleasure, they are all controlled by him...

No matter whether he is catering or rejecting, he will always be accepted by those who come. The answer he will always give is-ask her, give her, take up. Have her!