Yan Meng looked at him with her neck, and suddenly her palm climbed up to his abdominal muscles, slowly lowered, lifted his clothes, leaned over her lips, and landed lightly on his waist.

Her favorite, his abs.

The cold touch spread from the waist, making people tremble. Chi Chen closed his eyes, and the force of his palms became stronger.

Yan Meng was in pain and left in panic, like a child who did something wrong, asking, "Am I doing something bad?"

Chi Chen pressed down his body, and the two of them fell back at the same time. Yan Meng's delicate body trapped in the soft couch. His hands were supported above her, and the blister was pressed on her face, almost murmured: "Yes, you did a bad thing, so I want to educate you about safety now."

Yan Meng was not afraid of him at all and giggled: "What is safety education?"

"that is……"

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, sucked and bittened deeply, wrapped around the tip of her tongue, holding her soft lips. Yan Meng was kissed dizzyly by him, feeling itchy and unbearable, and realized that his attack was more violent than ever before.

He no longer restrained himself, and she responded ignorantly, her lips and tongue entangled.

Chi Chen's palm slowly rubbed down, lifted up the hem of the suspender, and pinched it against her soft waist.

Everything was silent, only the sound of breathing intertwined, the heartbeat was beating, his kiss slowly moved downward, landing on her smooth neck, white shoulders, deep and sexy collarbone, and finally landing on what he thought was the most deadly curve.

Obviously, he underestimated her figure. Yan Meng was very thin, but she was not vague at all. He was obsessed with, crazy, bite, and sucked deeply, leaving traces of his own on her skin.

Yan Meng tightened the sheets on both sides, sweating in her palms. Wherever he kissed, he felt numb and uncomfortable, his legs were together, and he was panting heavily.

The strange feeling made her heart palpitations. She bit her lip and did not dare to make a sound, but could only make a melody.

Chi Chen's palm loosened her waist, touched her back, and picked the lace bra that had blocked him.

Damn four-breasted buttons were against him and wanted to peel them off directly, but Yan Meng's arm was locked.

It took him a long time to find the way and pull it up with her suspender.

Knead. Knead.

Yan Meng couldn't help but tremble in his arms, and his toes were curled up together.

He held her hand and slowly moved it down with him. The heat in his palm was so hot that Yan Meng wanted to shrink her hand, but he held it down strongly.

Love is sprouting, Yan Meng is the soil he longs for, and only she can comfort her.

Chi Chen gently kissed her wet and moist corners of her lips, and slowly shed the last gap between them. Finally, he touched each other nakedly.

He sat up with Yan Meng in his arms, lowered his head and buried it between her Feng 11 Ying. She sat on him, her arms wrapped around him, and his palms were filled with his hair.

Chi Chen let go of her, reached out to hook the 003 on the bedside table, tore open the packaging box, and took out one from it.

He held her hand and smiled deeply: "I can teach you now."

Yan Meng was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at it. She let his hand take her movements. Put on the little raincoat, he put her back on the bed, held her waist and pushed it up. Yan Meng trembled and wanted to hide, but he pressed her shoulders down.

Chi Chen stroked her cheek, his voice extremely gentle: "Yan Meng, look at me, who am I?"

Yan Meng's eyes were blurred, and her clear eyes were covered with affection. "You are Chi Chen."

He didn't let her go, his lips rubbed against her ear, "Who is Chi Chen?"

"Chi Chen is my idol, my boyfriend, and my lover."

He groaned and went in.

Every time he pushed a little, Yan Meng felt more intense. The pain was, the heart-wrenching pain, and tears were seeping down the corners of her eyes. She understood what she was experiencing.

Chi Chen kissed her emotionally, sealed her moan, intersected her fingers, and her palms were wet and hot. He murmured intoxicatedly: "Yan Meng, I love you."

Yan Meng: "I love you."

Because I have never been so willing to love you.

Like the sea at night, the waves swept over and the water splashed. She was swept into a sticky vortex, tossing and turning, trying to swallow her.
Chapter completed!