A woman's lips are sweet and clear, so damn delicious! It’s more delicious than crispy fish and candied peanuts!
Feng Qingchen became excited and kissed the soft lips fiercely, bullying the soft lips wantonly. Although the movements were unfamiliar, they were full of coolness. He was entangled with her tongue tightly, and when the fragrance entered his nose, Feng Qingchen became excited. Instantly, sipping heavily.
An Yi took a deep breath, desperately trying to find some sense of reason in the beauty and infatuation created by the man. She wanted to lift her legs and kick them out, but as if he had expected it, her legs were tightly wrapped around her. He grabbed her legs, making her unable to move.
An Yi shook his head slightly, panted slightly, and shouted in a low voice, "Feng Shisan, let me go, you... um..."
Although An Yi was angry, her voice was trembling at the end, as soft as if it could drip water... An Yi shouted, and she was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why her voice was so fragrant, ethereal and seductive. It's like being shouted from someone else's mouth. Not to mention that it has no stopping effect, it's more like enjoying it. It's so sweet that it makes people feel excited.
Sure enough, the woman's breathing inspired Feng Qingchen even more. Before she could finish her words, she was blocked again, leaving only a feeble moan.
An Yi slowly stopped struggling. It wasn't the first time anyway. Feng Shisan was so beautiful, so she didn't suffer any loss!
An Yi even slowly began to respond to Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen got excited and tore off her clothes. She tossed them away and heard a crash. The clothes fell onto the small beeswax-encrusted coral box on the table in front of the bed, with all the bits and pieces inside rolling around. , and then there were various crisp sounds like jade hitting the ground.
The voice startled An Yi, who was addicted to passion. She suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes darkened, and with a sudden force, she saw the man who was holding the woman and gnawing at her just now grunted and pushed her away violently.
Holding the bed with his hands behind his back, An Yi shook his shoulders slightly, his black hair spread like clouds, but his eyes were fixed on the few jade bracelets that fell on the ground.
His tongue was bitten and he was unable to speak for a moment. Feng Qingchen could only stare at the woman fiercely. The veins on his forehead bulged, his eyes were fierce and cold, and the muscles in his cheeks were twisting and twitching violently, forcing him to That pair of beautiful facial features twisted into a ferocious and sad face, which is frightening.
"Liu Lanhua, you!" Feng Qingchen opened her mouth, a bit tongue-tied.
"My baby!" The next second, An Yi rushed out of bed, holding the broken jade bracelet and trembling with distress.
This is the best jade, red is jade, green is emerald, they are very rare two-color jade. In modern times, any bracelet would be worth millions, but now it is sold to this man...
Looking back coldly, An Yi met the angry handsome face of the man. He was holding broken jade in his hand, and his heart was full of distress and anger: "You prodigal!"
"..."
Leng Jiu heard that Feng Qingchen was furious and hurried into the inner courtyard, but he did not dare to interrupt rashly. He pricked up his ears and kept paying attention to what was going on inside, for fear that Feng Qingchen would really strangle An Yi's neck.
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking jade, and Leng Jiu was trembling. Could it be that he really took action?
After a period of uncomfortable silence, Leng Jiu was really worried. Just as he was about to step forward, a person was pushed out, and then several pieces of clothing were thrown on Leng Jiu's head.
