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Her somewhat stiff body relaxed a little, but she still refused to turn around.

Zhao Cheng hugged the body tightly in his arms, and the hand no longer moved upwards, but instead came out from the T-shirt.

Huimei clasped her hands in her arms, and Zhao Cheng held her arms against her chest.

"Sister, I thought you were leaving, and I felt very sad, you know? That morning you insisted on coming to see me when I was seriously injured, and at that time..."

Zhao Cheng told her about his past memories in her ear, saying sweet words one after another and expressing his love continuously. Even he himself did not expect that he could be so eloquent.

However, today is Huimei's first time, and under such circumstances, how can she not be extremely gentle.

Huimei's body became weaker and weaker, and her hands unconsciously hugged the arms around her chest, and her body trembled slightly.

Zhao Cheng felt something was wrong, so he reached up and quickly turned her around. Huimei's beautiful face was covered with tears.

He hugged her distressedly: "Sister Huimei, what's wrong? Did I make you sad again?"

Huimei folded her hands in front of her chest, shook her head, and said with a little sob:

"I was thinking that if I hadn't been hiding from you at that time, maybe Duoxi and I wouldn't have known about your affairs so late, and we wouldn't have been able to help at all."

Huimei said, leaning her head closer.

"I've always wondered, if I hadn't been hiding from you, would it be just the three of us now? Am I being very selfish?"

At this point, Huimei couldn't hold back any longer, she opened her arms and hugged him, bursting into tears:

"I just can't help but think about it. I know it's wrong and selfish, but I've always envisioned a life for the three of us. I never thought it would be like this."

Zhao Cheng hugged her and sighed in his heart. In fact, the fact that she could accept being with Duoxi was already a big step back. He should blame himself for not laying the groundwork well.

It's like inviting a friend to dinner, and your friend can't eat spicy food, but you persuade him and tell him that it's just moderately spicy and he can try it. But when the food comes, it's not only not moderately spicy, but also a super-spicy devil pepper. Who can stand that?

Zhao Cheng gently stroked her long chestnut hair, quietly waiting for her to gradually calm down, then he whispered in her ear:

"Our Huimei is not selfish at all, she is already very generous. It's all because of that stinky scumbag Zhao Cheng who is too fickle. Not only does he want to deceive people, he also wants to deceive their hearts."

Huimei chuckled and sobbed, and Zhao Cheng continued:

"So, if you want to blame someone, blame that damn scumbag, don't blame yourself. It's all because of that scumbag who has been philandering around with other girls. Who knows, maybe things will get bad for you in the future..."

Before he could even utter the word "die", Huimei suddenly covered his mouth and said in a scolding tone:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't say that!"

Zhao Cheng held the fair hand and kissed it:

"Well, let's not talk about it. Our Huimei is the one who cares for others."

"You're so annoying." Huimei took her hand back and rubbed it on her body deliberately with disgust, then hit him.

Zhao Cheng embraced her and said, "If you want to blame someone, just blame me." Then he kissed her passionately.

Huimei responded enthusiastically, feeling much better after crying.

The most important thing is that he did not force himself to accept the status quo. Instead, he took the blame on himself, appearing to be very responsible.

It wasn't the first time they kissed, but this time it felt particularly passionate.

The atmosphere in the room immediately became heated, Huimei's clothes were peeled off one by one, and soon the two of them were frank with each other.

What Zhao Cheng didn't expect was that Huimei took the initiative to throw herself on him.

"I do not blame you."

As she spoke, she stood up and sat astride Zhao Cheng's abdomen, her hands shyly moving up and down to cover her private parts.

Zhao Cheng only felt the secret bush trembling slightly against him, and then he heard Huimei continue to say:

"I can only blame myself for liking you so much."

Huimei lowered her head, lay down, gave Zhao Cheng a light kiss on the face, and then sat up again.

The hair brushed across Zhao Cheng's face and chest, making him feel itchy both physically and mentally.

"Blame me for wanting to monopolize you so much, wanting only you."

As she spoke, she finally lowered her hands that were covering her chest, revealing her tall and straight snow-capped peaks.

One hand reached back and awkwardly grabbed the enlarged and angry dragon.

"I feel so selfish, but I can't help thinking that way."

Huimei slowly raised her hips, aiming with effort and clumsiness.

"Just like you came here by yourself just now, I was very happy, but also felt guilty... Um~ why is it so big?"

Huimei's hips sat back, but were held there, not daring to use force.

Zhao Cheng sat up, supported her hips with one hand and wrapped his other hand around her slender waist, letting her tall and straight breasts press tightly against him.

While reducing the size of the angry dragon, he advanced slowly and firmly.

Huimei couldn't help but put her arms around Zhao Cheng's neck, frowning as she felt it expand little by little.

"Sister Huimei, you are not selfish."

Zhao Cheng retracted it slightly to allow the angry dragon to get enough lubrication.

"It's normal to have these thoughts. You're just a normal woman."

When he said the word "woman", Zhao Cheng exerted force on his waist, and Huimei let out a cry of pain, completing her transformation.

But Zhao Cheng did not move immediately, but soothed Huimei so that she could get used to the feeling of being torn apart.

At the same time, white energy flowed out from around the angry dragon, healing the minor injury.

"I like you like this, and I believe you will get better and better. In other words, I like you no matter what you are like."

Zhao Cheng said this and finally started to attack with great force.

Huimei hugged him tightly, feeling indescribable sweetness and touching in her heart, and she felt like her body and mind were melting.

I had no time to think anymore as I was tossed up and down again and again, but the waves were getting higher and higher.

In just a moment, Huimei hugged Zhao Cheng tightly, moaning: "Ah~ah~I love you so much~".

Burying him in her towering bosom, her body twitched involuntarily.

Zhao Cheng also hugged her, feeling a surge of vital energy flowing into his dantian, but his mouth was blocked by the soft jade, and he replied muffledly: "I love you, too."

His heart became increasingly heated, and he continued to act impulsively without waiting for Huimei to fully recover.

In just over 20 minutes, Huimei was sweating all over, and her body and mind seemed to have really melted. The slight barriers that had previously existed had long been washed away by the impacts.

Being sent to the peak again and again by Zhao Cheng.

Finally, Huimei's body could no longer support her, and her high-pitched cry echoed in the room again: "Ahhhh!!!"

The tense body relaxed suddenly, and he fell limply into his arms, panting heavily:

"You...how come you are so powerful?"

This sentence can be said to be what men love to hear the most. Zhao Cheng smiled:

"Because I love you very much~"

As he said that, he put his arms around Huimei's waist and pressed her down on the bed.

"No, no more! Ah!" Huimei resisted in panic, but her protest was obviously ineffective, as both of her mouths were blocked tightly at the same time.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Chengzhi got up from the bed with a proud look on his face.

The nourishing spell was used to replenish Huimei's body's consumption and at the same time made her sleep more deeply.

Picking up Huimei's naked body, Zhao Cheng felt a little worried because the bed was very wet.

After thinking about it, I decided to put her on a slightly drier side. It seems I will have to think of a solution later.

He went out again, cleaned himself with the same process, and stood at the door thinking.

Of these two sides, Duoxi must be on one side. Which side is it?

I pushed open a door at random and stood at the door to take a quick look. The hair color was somewhat similar, but the long hair on the other end was not quite the same.

I was about to leave, but then I changed my mind and realized that I was already here.

What if the other person is not asleep? Will he blame me for being partial? I have always been fair to everyone.

Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng had already walked towards the bed, only to find that the other person was indeed not asleep. His body did not have the relaxed feeling of someone who was asleep, but instead looked stiff and rigid.

Zhao Cheng smiled slightly, lifted the quilt and rustled inside.

It was still the familiar routine, with his hands resting on the other person's sunken waist.

Through the hazy moonlight, I could vaguely see the other person's long gray-purple hair scattered on the pillow.

"It's her." Zhao Cheng thought to himself, and then thought about the layout of several bedrooms, and he understood.

This time there was no need to hesitate, as the hand moved slightly downward, across the undulating curves, gently stroking the thigh.

Her breathing became noticeably heavier, but she still endured it and did not move.

The other person was wearing a silk nightgown. Zhao Cheng's big hands gently slid into the hem of the skirt and kneaded the plump buttocks.

But she remained silent, as if she had made up her mind not to say a word.

This instead aroused Zhao Cheng's interest, and he quietly used his skills in his hands, kneading the two buttocks back and forth.

The fingers would also inadvertently gently disturb the skin near the garden.

The sound of her panting could no longer be concealed, and her body had softened a lot, but she still looked as if she was asleep.

Zhao Cheng smiled secretly in his heart, and his hand was no longer limited to the buttocks.

First, it lingered on the smooth back, then went around to the flat belly in front of the body, and scratched back and forth around the belly button like a feather.

Until the other person's body seemed to be numbing and itchy and trembling, then he slowly, little by little, moved up and held that fullness while the other person could no longer hold his breath.

As expected of her age, she is already mature, only slightly younger than Meijing.

Zhao Cheng kneaded the soft and plump breast into various shapes, and occasionally fiddled with the red beans on the top.

At this time, her nightgown had been completely lifted up, revealing her light pink lace panties and her graceful back.

Zhao Cheng played with her fullness with one hand while moving closer to her. With his other hand, he gently lifted her hair, reached under her neck and took her into his arms.

The other party obviously didn't expect this and cooperated slightly stiffly until the two of them were close together without a single gap.

Zhao Cheng's angry dragon was pressing between her legs through her loose pajamas, in close contact with the garden gate.

Her panting could no longer be suppressed, but Zhao Cheng still cooperated and pretended that she was asleep.

After a while, there was a rustling sound under the quilt. First, a pair of loose pajamas were thrown out, and then a pair of light pink underwear.

There was no longer any barrier between them, and her body was visibly shaking.

Zhao Cheng kissed the fragrant shoulder gently, while holding the fullness with one hand and continuing to play with it, and the other hand finally slid down to the garden.

It was already flooded there, and a simple movement of the fingers around provided enough lubrication.

He smeared the pure juice on the angry dragon, aimed it at the flower path, and slowly inserted it in.

"Woo~" The other party's voice finally couldn't be suppressed, and leaked out a little bit in a very small voice.

But Zhao Cheng stopped, and retreated again with a bit of mischief. The plump butt instinctively followed, but found something was wrong, and suddenly stiffened.

Zhao Cheng amusedly entered a little more, leaned close to the already reddened ear and whispered softly: "Sister Wan En, you are so beautiful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the angry dragon thrust its entire penis in.

"Woo~ah!" The painful sound and the groan at the peak were finally completely released. Wan'en hugged Zhao Cheng's big hand on her chest tightly and curled up her body.

Zhao Cheng leaned closer, feeling the vital energy flowing into his body, and kissed her cheeks, neck, and shoulders soothingly.

And after a moment, Wan En turned her head and gave her a kiss.

Zhao Cheng savored the little tongue in her mouth and moved slowly. The Angry Dragon had just sent a stream of white energy to help her heal her wounds.

Wan En soon stopped caring about the lip syncing with Zhao Cheng and turned her head back involuntarily, enjoying the waves.

Zhao Cheng put a little more force on his hands around her chest and hugged her tightly against himself again.

I don’t know if it’s Wan En’s talent, but her waist is bent very naturally, and that slender waist always keeps a distance from me.

Zhao Cheng simply lifted the quilt, lowered his head to admire the sexy waist and hip curve in front of him, and hit harder.

"Ah~~"