Nan Fengqi whispered: "Don't leave..."

Turning around, Xing Zhiheng picked her up without saying a word and walked towards the room.

On Nan Fengqi's big bed, Xing Zhiheng kissed her lips frantically.

The inner heat spread again little by little.

He kissed wildly, but his hands were particularly gentle.

Looking at the beauty lying on the bed and being pressed under her, she closed her eyes and her expression on her face was full of expectation and panic.

He gently took off her top and then put on the base. Finally, there was the underwear that many men didn't know how to take off.

Nan Fengqi's body slowly appeared in front of him.

As he continued to kiss, Xing Zhiheng's heart became a little more angry.

A woman's body is originally very gentle, and looking at Nan Fengqi is even more enjoyable.

He took off the cover under her one by one, and she didn't dare to open her eyes throughout the whole process.

When she stroked her whole body, she moaned unconsciously when she reached the mysterious part.

He took off his clothes, grabbed her hand, and touched the muscles on his chest.

Nan Fengqi suddenly opened her eyes: "It's hard, it's hard, and it's hard for men to touch."

Xing Zhiheng smiled, lay down, and guided her hands little by little to the man's special place.

As soon as she touched it, Nan Fengqi's hand shrank back. Through a layer of cloth, she could also feel that the thing was harder than his muscles.

But after stopping, she began to be curious again, and then took the initiative to reach out: "It's not easy to touch..."

At this moment, she blushed, and saw Xing Zhiheng's impulse caused her to scream like a pig under her body.

It hurts, it hurts so much... Nan Fengqi's tears were almost falling, and she was panting. Xing Zhiheng asked, "Qiqi, does it hurt?"

"Yeah, can you stop?"

"no…"

Gradually, after the severe pain at the beginning, she gradually became comfortable. She began to enjoy this feeling, pain and happiness. Is this true love?

At this moment, she belonged completely to him. At this moment, she finally realized why women are men's ribs. Only when two people merge can they become a complete soul without distinction between them.

"Qiqi, you are my person."

"Well, I'm yours."

...

It was already the next morning when Xing Zhiheng woke up.

The sun shone into the window and shining on him was very comfortable. Nan Fengqi next to him disappeared, only the sounds from the kitchen.

Following the sound, Nan Fengqi was wearing a sexy nightgown and making breakfast. When she saw him wake up, she smiled at him: "You're hungry."

It is said that if a woman wants to completely capture a man, she must first grasp his stomach. Nan Fengqi's hand-grabbing, her stomach, heart and body are all in her hands.

Walking past her, Xing Zhiheng gently hugged her: "Qiqi, I'm not hungry, I don't want to have breakfast."

"Then what do you want to eat?" The breakfast was almost cooked and he said he didn't want to eat it. Nan Fengqi snorted.

Xing Zhiheng turned her body and suddenly picked up her legs. Nan Fengqi put his hands on his neck and clamped his waist and screamed.

Xing Zhiheng smiled softly: "I want to eat you."

Exercise in the morning is conducive to losing weight. Why? Two people ignored the pot directly, and the pot turned black and turned the food into black. So they almost didn't even have lunch at noon.

When Lin Congcong came back, Nan Fengqi's room changed. The bed was changed and the sheets were also changed.

She seemed to understand something: "Xing Zhiheng is too fierce, the bed is broken!"

Nan Fengqi blushed: "No, this bed is not strong... no, wait, what's the matter with Xing Zhiheng?"

Looking at the woman's incoherent appearance, Lin Congcong burst into laughter.

Judging from his own way of not asking for advice, his relationship with Xing Zhiheng must have been a big step closer.
Chapter completed!