The two of them lay on the side facing each other. He hugged her behind him, rubbing his heart in the secret realm, and breathing in ambiguous way in her ears: "You like me like this too, do you?"

Youmeng blushed, like two pink smoke drifting. She was nervously trying to push his hand away, but she realized that her palm was full of sweat: "You're talking nonsense, I haven't, um..."

He did not give her the opportunity to continue to quibble, and swallowed her pride with his aggravated desire, sucked and kissed her ear and smiled: "Why don't you dare to admit it?"

Youmeng's confused eyes were filled with peach blossoms. She raised her hand and stretched her back to stroke his neck and side face, as if she wanted to grab a little support, but she showed unbearable tenderness, which made him addicted to it and unable to extricate himself: "Yuan... don't do this... I will die..."

He felt really comfortable after hearing this.

"No." He said confidently, not only promised the present, "With me here, I will not let you die."

His breath was stained with a trace of rose wine, and his voice was so low that it made people want to exchange everything for him to show his eyebrows.

That night, I was confused again and I don’t know how long I had been entangled.

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Early in the morning, the soft morning light came into the room. Youmeng opened her sleepy eyes and a soreness came on her body. She looked down and saw that she was naked. The man was sleeping soundly on her chest with one hand covering her chest. The man's face was full of satisfaction.

That night, he kept sleeping in this position, occupying her softest and most comfortable place, and having the sweetest dream of her life.

Youmeng's slight movement awakened him. Youmeng turned to look at him. Seeing that he was still sleeping strongly, he still hugged her like that, without any intention of letting go of her.

"What should I do when I wake up so early?" he asked lazily and vaguely, his lips kissing her breasts pamperedly, "Sleep for a while."

"You go to bed by yourself." Youmeng pushed him away impatiently and sat up straight.

At this time, he finally opened his eyes, and the eyes looked so gentle that they were about to rub out of water. She began to look for where her clothes were.

"What's wrong?" He got up, hugged her from behind, pressed her side to her back, and rubbed her reluctantly, "I didn't make you happy last night?"

"Don't mention last night!" Youmeng was so embarrassed that she felt dizzy, "I actually had sex with you again... I must be drunk..."

"Drunk after drinking?" He leaned over to her, smiling like an elegant fox, looking at her, "Did you drink a lot last night?"

Youmeng thought about it carefully and it seemed that there was really not much, so she drank a small glass of wine. Then he sprinkled the wine on her, which was what he drank. He even put the wine in his mouth and gave it to her...

Can't think about it anymore!

Those erotic scenes rushed into her mind, and she felt like she was lit up and her whole body was hot.

He loved her shy look so much that his hands began to become irregular on her, and his tone was evil: "You are still awake when I was entangled with you."

"Stop talking, okay?" Youmeng was even more embarrassed by his teasing, and lowered her head tightly, "I'm almost annoyed..."
Chapter completed!