43. Chapter 43 Attractive Pets
At the same time, he also believed more that that woman was not simple!
I believe the young master has long seen this.
The slender and strong body turned off the power and left the study.
Back in the bedroom, I took a simple shower, and walked out in a black bathrobe.
The set of purple lace underwear in the transparent glass cabinet attracted a cold and comprehensive attention.
He paused and walked over.
Silence for a long time...
This arrogant and arrogant man's eyes became a little depressed.
The heartless lip line outlines a hint of sadness that makes people undetectable.
After a long time, cold and handsome turned around and left.
In the twilight, pet room
Zuo Muqi fell asleep in his brain, and his extremely tired body lay softly in the sand.
In a daze, she felt a pair of slender fingers slashing across her face and wandering to her chest.
The gaps in the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the towering and elastic breasts.
The strange pleasure made her arch her body unconsciously, curled up and murmured something, and muttered softly like a cat.
Her slightly cold lips stroked her brow bones, nose, and her beautiful face extended all the way to the sensitive soft buds.
"Um......"
“What a tempting pet!”
I can't see the outline of a man clearly in my confusion.
The man raised his head and rubbed and played with her tender face with his fingertips. This inexplicable pleasure made Zuo Muqi, who had fallen asleep in a deep sleep, naturally tremble slightly.
One hand reached into the quiet softness, and the palms played frivolously, twisting her underneath.
The air is filled with rich emotions~color~.
Her cold fingertips could easily feel her hot and hot heat.
"I fell asleep and my body still responded... I always tear my cold mask opens your heart and lets you honestly feel your natural debauchery!"
The man chuckled, leaned down his sexy neck, and his thin lips rubbed her tender and hot face. He moved to the edge of her red ears, stuck out his tongue, and licked the outline.
"Listen to me, maybe you won't have to suffer more in the future, but that's okay. No matter how hard you resist, you can't escape my palm!"
The soft, wet and hot touch, and the dull and magnetic breath.
Zuo Muqi was stunned in a daze, and was so nervous that she even started to tremble in her breathing.
Yingting's nose wings made a nice magnetic hum, and coldness suddenly turned over Zuo Muqi's pale face, pressed down his handsome face, and violent kisses followed one after another.
"Uh, um..." a confused whisper, with a seductive charm.
The domineering and steadfast invasion, the powerful tongue swept over her delicate softness, entangled and occupied.
A strange and fiery breath surged throughout Zuo Muqi's body. The strange and exciting pleasure had already been overdrawn and she fell asleep.
Her body is honest and the recipient of the man's gift.
Indifferent and without any pity, he sought the fragrance of honey from her mouth, tossing and turning, sucking like a strong wind and waves, surging and rolling on the tip of his tongue.
The scorching breath, with the unique strength of men, is particularly lustful and erotic.
In the darkness, Zuo Muqi's body sank like a feather in the sharp aura of a man like a tornado.
A strange woman, but every nerve in her body was shouting: Get to her!
His original intention was blocked by lust!
Suddenly, Zuo Muqi, who was sleeping, opened her eyes and looked cold and indifferent like a dead person.
Chapter completed!