Tang Qiaoer's crimson eyes met with the man's, and her heart was beating so fast.
She clearly saw the fragility and uncontrollable madness in his eyes.
This kind of look was exactly the same when he pressed her to and fro for pleasure that night two years ago, making her unable to extricate herself.
"Shen Jingjue... calm down first, let go first... ugh!"
The rest of Tang Qiaoer's words were swallowed up in the man's fierce kiss, which was like biting and gnawing.
His hot and wet lips rubbed against her trembling lips, robbing her of the fragrance, wishing he could squeeze all her breath away.
I miss her so much, I want her so much.
I think about it so much that I'm going crazy.
God knows how he spent every day without seeing Tang Qiaoer. It's just a wandering mind, a walking zombie.
Tang Qiaoer gasped softly from deep in her throat, her breathing became rapid, and the temperature of her skin also increased.
She trembled under him again, and her soft hands that wanted to resist were in vain as she pushed up his exposed chest muscles, and gave him a gentle squeeze twice. In the man's eyes, she felt a temptation to resist but to welcome.
No, I should say.
As long as Tang Qiaoer appears in his sight, even if it appears in his dream, even if it is just a silhouette, it is a fatal temptation for him.
Tang Qiaoer couldn't resist the man's cunning and domineering lips and tongue, and soon the two of them were deeply entangled. Because they kissed too hard, they even made a shameful lubricating sound.
Shen Jingjue's big, rough hands with stretched veins couldn't help but caress her beautiful legs and explore her upwards wantonly.
"No..." Tang Qiaoer was covered in sweat and she held him down fiercely.
"Qiao'er, save me..."
Shen Jingjue gasped and left her moist lips, a trace of crystal intertwined between their lips and teeth, "I don't want anyone except you.
Only you can...save me. "
Only you can save me.
She had done his antidote two years ago, and it was she who saved him.
Unexpectedly, two years later, they were divorced, but they still couldn't get rid of the fateful bond with this man.
Shen Jingjue's kisses were as detailed as a shower, fierce and rough. The more he kissed, the more crazy he became. He slowly kissed from her lips to her small jaw, her neck, her collarbone...
Tang Qiaoer's eyes were full of tears, her snow-white swan neck stretched back to form beautiful lines, her hands couldn't help but hold his head, and her fingers were inserted into his black hair.
What she felt, the man's extreme tenderness and care for her, was completely different from the first time they did it.
Yes, she fell again.
Once again, she melted softly under him, like a stream of spring water lingering around him.
A pair of figures blend together, filling the room with beauty.
Tang Qiaoer's last memory tonight was that she felt as if she had turned into a small boat, rising and falling in his arms.
...
She once again served as his antidote.
After the long pleasure, Tang Qiaoer's whole body was sore, her waist muscles were weak and boneless with a slight numbness, and she could hardly stand up.
It can be seen how ferocious the medicinal properties are, it has developed his body to the extreme, turning him into a tireless motor, sweating like rain on her body.
Tang Qiaoer wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, sat up slowly, and looked sideways at Shen Jingjue, who was sleeping soundly next to her.
He still maintained the posture of holding her, and his sleeping face was so beautiful that it turned all living beings upside down.
Tang Qiao'er bit her lower lip lightly, couldn't help but stretched out her fingers, and slowly traced his cheek, her heart beating wildly and her little deer bumping wildly.
She touched his forehead and found that it was no longer hot. It seemed that the medicine had worn off.
Tang Qiaoer sighed quietly, got out of bed, picked up the underwear scattered on the ground, and put it on. After hesitating, she picked up Shen Jingjue's loose shirt and used it as pajamas to wear outside.
