Ling Yicheng was tall, her arms tightened tightly, and the whole person was under his control, so she felt suffocated.
Ling Yicheng, let me go first.
She felt that she could hardly breathe.
Instead of letting go, the man leaned over and started kissing her neck.
That’s the most sensitive place of European porcelain, and my body trembled uncontrollably.
When Ling Yicheng held her earlobe and Ou Porcelain felt his hot body temperature, it completely collapsed.
She unexpectedly thought of Yu Qingqing holding his arm in the hospital and their intimacy.
This man just kissed me with another woman, and now I’m touching her again. The extreme disgust made her lose her mind.
Without thinking back, I slapped Ling Yicheng in the face.
pa!
The sound is quiet and unusually loud at night.
Ling Yicheng still didn’t let go, and after the European porcelain hit, he was shocked.
She, he will hide.
More coincidentally, she hit him right where his cheek was hurt.
The wound that just healed with the bandaid on it should be cracked again, and there is blood soaking out of the bandaid.
The atmosphere between the two became more deadlocked.
Ou porcelain moved her lips but did not apologize.
Ling Yicheng, on the other hand, twisted her eyebrows slightly and wrapped her arms around the waist and fingers of European porcelain strongly, and her skin rubbed lightly and heavily.
For a long time, he asked, angry?
Europe porcelain terrier neck didn’t answer.
Ling Yicheng looked at her awkwardness and directly picked her up and sat on the sofa. What did you see in your hospital today, Xiaoci?
He put Ouci in his leg and sat down.
Ouci didn’t resist, because it would be counterproductive to resist Lingyi City.
She looked at him with a sarcastic look on her little face and eyebrows, knowing what to ask.
Know the past and ask?
Ling Yicheng repeated her words and then mused a little, Is it because of Yu Qingqing?
European porcelain silence
Ling Yicheng has an intriguing look in his eyes.
He put his hand from the European porcelain coat to the hot palm, so that the European porcelain quickly grabbed his wrist. Ling Yicheng, can you be normal?
Keranran is still in the back room.
Section 63
Ling Yicheng’s hand didn’t stop. The magnetic voice was bewitched. Small porcelain, if I say that nothing happened between Yu Qingqing and me, do you believe it?
European porcelain is stiff.
Ling Yicheng’s hand has reached a high point somewhere on her body, and her fingers are finely rubbed and slowly ground.
Ou Porcelain bit her lip hard not to make a sound.
She looked at the man’s face above her head with a cold smile.
Qingjuan cold winds is stained with blood.
Ling Yicheng saw the flame temperature in her indifferent eyes.
Mind rippling conveniently buckle her and kiss.
Then Ouci was pressed on the sofa.
Well …
Women are always weak physically.
Ling Yicheng has a bad temper, that is, he won’t let go until European porcelain becomes soft.
Ou porcelain also felt his sex. At first, she resisted. At last, she simply lay still and stared at him bitterly with a pair of eyes.
Ling Yicheng buried her neck and couldn’t see her stiff expression, but he reached out and blindfolded her.
Little porcelain, my woman has you!
He bit her earlobe, and his voice was dull, like telling and explaining.
Ou ci bu Xin
How can two people be so close that there is nothing?
Fingers unconsciously fist nails ruthlessly pinched his palm Yu Qingqing who are you?
Ling Yicheng slowly moved one hand along her arm to the back of her hand and then firmly clasped her fingers. It doesn’t matter who she is, what matters is who you are to me?
He looked up with a pair of eyes stained with emotion and looked at her intently. Little porcelain, tell me who you are?