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   The old feudal, paralyzed man took the initiative to let her kiss! Han Xiaoye's jaw dropped in shock.

  Fu Zhiyan's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the end of his eyes was dizzy with a mist of abstinence, which was fatally bewitched. His thin lips parted lightly, "Han Xiaoye, kiss me."

wipe! The short-haired girl didn't hesitate any longer, and a fierce tiger pounced on his food and grabbed his lower lip. Sure enough, his mouth smelled of mint... Although she doesn't have much actual combat experience, she has eaten pork, and has seen children running pigs. Although her kissing skills are bad, she has the courage to explore, and she is an absolute genius. Excellent student. After a while, she has learned to roll and tease his tongue...

   The temperature inside the car gradually rose.

  The kiss was so deep that the person who kissed it seriously suddenly felt her hand being pulled and stretched to a hot place. She couldn't help but glance down...

   hasn't seen the reason, the man seems to be dissatisfied with her distraction. Punishingly bit her tongue!

   "Hmm..." Han Xiaoye groaned.

   The person who had been letting her do whatever she wanted suddenly counterattacked, sweeping every inch of her mouth like a siege.

  Han Xiaoye's face was slightly red, his back was on the steering wheel, he couldn't help begging for mercy, "Slow... slow..."

   What responded to her was a more ferocious plunder!

  Han Xiaoye failed to beg for mercy, so he also became angry and fought back like him. This seems to have become a war. Both of them are life-threatening gamblers, constantly adding their own weights, and they are bound to win or lose.

  The offensive and defensive battle gradually turned into a protracted war.

  Han Xiaoye felt that the thing he was touching was getting bigger and hotter... Suddenly, he held her big hand and pulled her and started rubbing the thing up and down.

  Boom——

  Han Xiaoye's face suddenly turned red!

  Fu Zhiyan is at... at...

Ah, ah, she actually helps Fu to stop ... Hand! !

   Her eyes couldn't help but open, and they happened to meet those phoenix eyes that were also dazzling in the night!

   Maybe it was the passionate kiss just now, maybe it was... the man's brows and eyes were dyed with a seductive crimson. Diluted his usual cold, inhuman feeling. It was as if... as if an ice sculpture had suddenly become a living person. Han Xiaoye couldn't help but was stunned. She completely forgot that she was in the car and completely forgot what she was doing. He stared blankly at the person in front of him.

  Fu Zhiyan bit the corner of Xiao Nizi's lips and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Bring the other hand up."

   She was completely obedient without any consideration.

   "Hurry up." He groaned sexyly, and kissed her on the forehead dotingly.

  A thin layer of sweat broke out on Han Xiaoye's body, and he speeded up... I don't know how long it took, until her arms were numb. Finally, the man groaned and hugged her tightly—

   It's finally over!

  Han Xiaoye's back was covered in sweat, and it was extremely sticky and uncomfortable.

   Her mind was spinning fast, but it was full of random thoughts. Just now, she deeply realized that the gun was big, hard, and long. If it was her... Han Xiaoye felt a little guilty. I heard that the first time will be very painful. If Fu Zhiyan takes so long, will she die of pain?

   But... thinking about the rival in love who was about to return to China, she couldn't help clenching her teeth.

do not care! She has to strike first!

   She thought so and did so, looking at death as if at home, but touched the gun again without restraint...

   As soon as Fu Zhiyan calmed down his breathing, he felt a pair of small hands touch him again. What's worse, the corset, which was originally only two strands of cloth, fell down in front of him.

   His throat tightened.

   immediately realized what she wanted to do. He grabbed the girl's slender wrist and bit her neck hard. After barely restraining the surging blood in her lower abdomen, she put on a bra for her and pulled up a bathrobe.

   "Little uncle, let me go." Han Xiaoye twisted and struggled, but he didn't break free of the restraint on his hand, and he almost stirred up the desire that the man finally suppressed.

Fu Zhiyan took a deep breath, picked her up and put her in the passenger cab, "Don't make trouble, darling." His voice was hoarse because of ****, like a cat's tail, stirring his heart. But it is like scratching the itch, making you feel unbearable, but you can't touch it.

  Han Xiaoye closed his legs and was shamefully teased.

   She watched resentfully as the man who had regained his aloof appearance fastened her belt, in disbelief and resentment, "Little uncle, don't you plan to end it like this?"

   "Otherwise what do you want?"

   "I want to sleep with you." She was serious without blinking her eyes.

  Fu Zhiyan stroked his forehead and his temples jumped, "Han Xiaoye, can you be a little bit more reserved as a girl should be."

   "Cut!" She wanted to sleep with him, or else she would be ill. She waited by the roadside for two hours, shivering in the cold at night, "I've been reserved for you to draw a gun."

   says this. Fu Zhiyan slipped his hand and almost lost his grip on the zipper of his trousers. He lowered his eyes, "Don't make trouble, it's already very late, it's almost time to go home."

   "I don't!" Han Xiaoye clung to the steering wheel and complained like a barrage of cannons, "How can you be like this, pull diao ruthlessly!"

   Fu Zhiyan's mouth twitched, and the urge to strangle her came up again.

   There are few people who can push him to such a powerless and helpless level, but obviously, Han Xiaoye is one of those few people.

  Fu Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, "Why do you have to do it? Reason?"

  Dangtang Ruishi Shi, Fu Shao, was forced to discuss with an 18-year-old girl in the car at night whether to do it, how to do it, and when to do it. Probably only Han Xiaoye can do it.

   "You are my boyfriend, how normal it is for us to do this kind of thing." Han Xiaoye grinned.

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes were bottomless, "I'll give you another chance to tell the truth."

  Han Xiaoye pinched the corner of his clothes with his eyes wandering, his neck twitched, and told the truth, "Because Mo Xingxing is coming back, I can't give her a chance to **** you."

  Fu Zhiyan showed a strange look, "How did you know about her? Also, who told you that she was going back to China?"

"Why can't I know about her, do you still like her?! No! You are my boyfriend now." Han Xiaoye swooped on him, bit him out of his anger, and left a tooth mark on his neck, It was reluctant to let go.

  Fu Zhiyan took a breath and touched his neck, frowning, "What nonsense are you talking about again."

   "I'm not talking nonsense, I know you used to have a girlfriend abroad, Mo Xingxing, right!" She was sour, and the car smelled of old vinegar. Seeing that he didn't refute, she pouted, "When Xia Xia left when she said she (he) was coming back, she must be saying Mo Xingxing."

  It turned out to be like this...Fu Zhiyan's eyes sank, and he helped her put the sweaty mess behind her ears, turned the key to start the engine, "It's not her who wants to come back."

"Who is that?"

   answered her with a sports car that flew out.