Joy of Life

The lips are connected, and the thunder is fired. The wind and rain, the two are like the cubs on the grassland, and they don’t have too much gentle femininity. Some just hate the hints of the noise, especially the blood between the lips. The tip of the human tongue is swaying, some are formed, some are wet, and some are wet.

This is not intimacy or teasing. It is a pure battle, a war between men and women. The role of the lips and tongue in the war. Often the path of Su Qin or Zhang Yi, no one thought of it, even kisses can kiss the bleeding. The tongue can be so embarrassing and bounce. Struggling, strong pressure. Infinity symbolizes infinite symbolism.

It is not the east wind that overwhelm the west wind. It is the westerly wind that overwhelm the east wind and the soft fragrant shape between the lips and teeth. The fierce and flamboyant process of the struggle shows the pain of the tongue. Shengjin. Born to gradually spread the spring.

Li Wei said that when a man sees a woman, except for a hard place, all other places are soft. Fan Fan is a man of perseverance. Under such a fragrant attack. Naturally, the little emperor rode on his body, and he was not willing. Intent to resist. Both hands forcefully hit the other's buttocks. That week is hidden in the tenderness of the robe. But people can't help but want to ask him. Is this hitting, or is it **?

The color outside the quiet room is getting darker and darker. The temperature inside is getting higher and higher, and the air seems to be filled with a double atmosphere of fighting and closeness. Mixed breath. With a hint of fragrant sweat. From time to time, it sounds sullen and sullen, and it is particularly heart-wrenching. Swinging.

I don't know who bit the tongue, and I screamed, I don't know who crushed the month. A bang. I don't know who is the one who has grown up. Scattered on the skin of the snow. I don't know who is ringing the waist, which leads to angry whispers and more intense tempering.

Fan has a **** mouth. He looked at the little emperor who was lying on his body, looking at her scented shoulder chest and the eyes in the eyes and not willing to accept the loss, snorted and turned over. Pushing her over the bed, pressing on her, staring at her.

The little emperor did not show weakness at all, and slammed back. It was another bite on Fan’s shoulder. A fist hit the past. The waist stocks are hard, want to bounce, and want to regain the active control.

This bomb. Extraordinary **, Fan's face has finally changed. The sword was on the big wooden bed, and he pressed the shoulders of the little emperor heavily. Keep watching and looking at her. Without a word, just looking at her eyes, I want to see some realities from her eyes. Not something as inexplicable as it is now.

It is a pity that he saw a lot in the eyes of the little emperor. Such as hatred, such as resentment, such as despair. For example, liberation, such as ... thick ** and a touch of confusion. But I did not see a trace of calculations and other things.

This is often the case with war between men and women. When I found out that the other party had already got stuck. I often jumped down and felt the delicate body under the constant movement. The curve underneath is undulating. The two groups that were against the chest were soft, and they were slightly shocked and chilled with the skin of the sweat. Especially when you are close to each other, you can feel the shape and elasticity of the ground. Let Fan’s eyes calm down after a while. Turned into a light smoke. As the little emperor whispered softly in his ear. It flew over nine days. Can't control anything anymore.

His hands slipped down from her shoulders. Gently hold, her upper body lifted up. The lips slipped from his ear to his shoulders. Under the bite.

He had a pain, so he tried hard. Let the things in the palm be distorted. She has a pain. Uncomfortable, feeling strange, so trembling, subconsciously hugged his body, difficult to hold the upper body, sticking to him, feeling the heartbeat of the other side and their own heartbeat. There is also a strange and complicated stimulating feeling.

In the quiet room, there is no other sound, only the heartbeat. respite. Ragged. There are a few punches in the room. Two crying.

The movement is getting bigger and bigger. The wooden bed is almost ready to withstand such torture, and the noise is getting clearer and clearer. It seems that it will fall apart at any time. It is very doubtful, what the above men and women are tossing. Do it, just do it. Life is only seventy years old, why bother to fight this day?

But the fight for men and women is this day and night. They hurt each other. Love each other. They licked each other, alienated each other and pulled closer, feeling the warmth of the other person’s body. But not giving up.

The sweat dripping on the thin quilt, floating on the two people's ground, seems to have been steamed from the indoor blazing atmosphere. It turned into a thin mist. Covering the men and women who are entangled in the inside.

The silent battle went to the most critical moment, and it was like a snow. It has already melted in these three spring scenes, and two people returning to the wilderness have gasped. Look at each other and stick together. In the end, the little emperor turned over and became the master, sitting on the belly of Fan’s leisure. Her hands were squatting on the hard chest. The black hair fell. Semi-covered chest in front of the snow. The breathing is uneven and he said:

"I want to be on it."

There is a muddy between the two. The sweat hangs down the black hair. Dropped on the empty chest. Dripping in the hands of the little emperor, Fan looked at the woman on the body. Feel the dying heart below the violent heart. But forcibly kept the mind. Asked in a hoarse voice: "I want to know your name."

The little emperor is not an ordinary woman. She is used to being a man, not a woman, so even in such a spring time. She still wants to be on top. As an emperor, she can only ride people and not be able to ride. She must be on it.

Fan Xian does not care about this, he is a modern person. He knows the force and the reaction, knows what is relativity, and is riding and riding. It is actually a look, he just has to happen before that moment. Know the name of the other party. To be integrated with oneself must be a woman with a famous surname, a woman herself, not just a female emperor, because the emperor is just a code name, and the name represents more things.

At this time, the upper part of the Northern Qi Emperor was a **. The lower body of the clothes piled up. Extremely reluctantly covered the spring of the waist and hip. But I couldn't cover the heat inside and touched the mud, and her eyes had lost the most desperate resentment. There is only a victory and a strong curiosity about strange things, and an emperor habitually gives orders.

The darkroom is quiet until this time. The two have not known how long they have tossed and how long they have been hurt. How close have you been? But for the first time, I spoke. After two conversations, the atmosphere in the room seemed to have some subtle changes. Especially when I heard Fan’s name, the little emperor let the black hair grow up on his handsome face. Stretching out of your fingertips, some of them sneak across the other side like a picture. The sand said, "You can call peas at this time."

"War Bean?"

Fan’s heart only had time to ask a question, and he took a breath. Because she gently swayed her waist and hips, she sat down slowly on his lower abdomen. This sitting, her brows all wrinkled up, it seems extremely painful.

The mountain road is narrow, although it is all over the mud. It is even more difficult. Want to cross the Yellow River ice congestion. It will be covered with snow.

Fan leisurely ups and downs. Both hands subconsciously slid down her seductive waist, gently placed on the two soft parts of the clothes. Gently pinch. Leisurely fishing on the Bixi. Suddenly returning to the boat dreams.

It is difficult to travel. More ambiguous. Is it safe? She bites her lower lip and feels a little pain. However, it was a moment that he refused to release the jade hand that pressed Fan’s shoulders. He was tough and even overbearing and slowly moved his body. Hot and painful. Let her face look particularly serious. It is like a king who is in difficulty in conquering the world.

This scene, I can see that Fan Fan’s face is moving and even confused. Both hands began to fool around. I don't know how long it took, the snow and ice gradually changed. The wind rags and waves, and the two of them slowly merge into one place, and they are tightly held together. Trembling with pain, shaking with intoxication. Quivered because of a shyness that finally floated into the woman's heart.

It’s getting better. The twilight is getting gone. The men and women on the bed are on the rise. It’s almost the same, it’s silent and embarrassing. Although fragrant and twisted. No one is willing to admit defeat, no one is willing to bow, and once the emperor is a courtier. Above the big bed, the monarchs and the ministers have long been chaotic.

It is exactly: Fang You has been drunk and drunk, and Pengmen is the second to open. Where is the peach blossom? The former Liu Lang is coming again.

At the end of the war, Fan was successfully returned to the top. He did not know how many times he had competed with this woman in the land, and finally succeeded in licking each other's soft moments. Regaining the initiative to control, this war is extremely crazy. Extremely rude. Fan sighed on her body, and Yu Guang took a wound on his shoulder and found that the woman who was under the ground was biting and bloody, and could not help but feel a guilty heart.

Looking down. I saw that the jade people in Huaizhong were no longer the emperors on the high ground. The cheeks are dizzy like a fly. Eyes are blurred. The thin lips are slightly open, and the breath is like blue, which is very exhausting. What is the difference with a normal woman? The only thing is glaring. It is the green mark on her snowy chest. Fan Xianxin snorted. I wonder how I used to be so rude?

After the man is ready to break out, he will become a hypocritical saint from the beast. Willing to order a cigarette. Look at a newspaper. But it will definitely be separated from the woman's entanglement in the arms, Fan Xian is no exception, but he gently holds the body of the little emperor. Did not leave. Instead, I looked at her quietly, not knowing what I was thinking.

This scene actually happened four years ago. Only at that time, Fan Xian was basically awake. I don't know what happened. Today's feelings are really true. Let his heart can not help but produce a ridiculous feeling - this long-haired shawl woman is the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the king of a country, but at this time it is like a little rabbit in his arms.

The little emperor was tired and closed his eyes. The eyelashes that are not long are slightly moving. Should not fall asleep, but holding the waist of the fan, refused to let go, the lips slightly tilted up, satisfied and sighed.

Look at this scene. Fan Xian should be proud. But I don't know why, he suddenly felt a cold. Because he remembered a movie that his personal life had seen.

It was that everyone loved "When Sally met Harry," and Meg Ryan finally cried and blew his nose with Billy Cristo. This friend of ten years has gone to bed. Then, in the end, it was so screaming, the sigh of satisfaction - like a pregnant mother, ready to enjoy the feast of the public.

Today, Fan Xian and the Little Emperor went to bed. In fact, it is so inexplicable and taken for granted, she also cried, some time before.

So Fan Xian felt scared, and he feared that he would become a public servant.

At this time, the little emperor opened his eyes and woke up. Did not pick up the thin body to cover his body. In this way, he was unscrupulously exposed to Fan Xian’s body, just like this place is still her land. Fan Xian is her minister.

After she was silent for a long while, she suddenly looked at Fan leisure with a complex emotion. She smiled and said: "Hey, you are a woman."

Fan Xian did not know what he should say at this time, but listening to these words still feels extremely awkward and wants to be on it. You are your woman. Uh...hey... it’s a very headache.

The little emperor sat up and naturally combed his hair in the face of Fan. Looking at the night outside the window, I said in a word: "You can assure you that there will be no second man in this life. Of course, you will not ask you not to look for the woman next to you. But you should understand... Since you have become a woman in your land, you are also a country of the land. You have to use more heart."

There is no light in the dark room. No one in the sword is coming to disturb, it seems that this is a corner that has been forgotten. in the dark. Fan listened to these cold words, frowning and turning cold. Unexpectedly, I saw the little emperor... No. The tears that slid down the corner of the peas. 2k novel reading network