Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

In Lang Sihan's view, Shu Xiaomeng's actions are full of suggestiveness, and there is a taste of welcoming with a lack of refusal.

Shu Xiaomeng's eyes were watery, just staring at him, and the slightly bitten lower lip seemed to suggest something to him.

"Baby..." Lang Sihan approached Shu Xiaomeng's white neck and kissed it gently.

Warm breath sprayed on Shu Xiaomeng's neck, and an unprecedented tremor swept through her body, and she looked at Lang Sihan somewhat at a loss.

"Baby, don't you respond?" Lang Sihan said softly, and he stretched out his tongue and licked her neck gently.

Shu Xiaomeng's body stiffened, and she didn't know how to move for a while.

"You...you..." Shu Xiaomeng didn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"I know, you want me." Lang Sihan hugged Shu Xiaomeng into his arms. The person he wanted was in his arms. How could this make him unhappy.

Shu Xiaomeng’s head rested on Lang Sihan’s chest, and the strong and powerful heartbeat seemed to overlap with her heartbeat. She even couldn’t tell which one was her heartbeat and which one was. The sound of his heartbeat.

This strange feeling made Shu Xiaomeng feel terrified, and at the same time felt a trace of tension and an inexplicable expectation.

Shu Xiaomeng didn't know what she was expecting, she only knew that if Lang Sihan really did something, she would not refuse.

It seems that she and this man have known each other a long time ago.

Everything is so logical. She longed for him from the bottom of her heart, and he revealed the message of "he wants her" all over her body.

Shu Xiaomeng grabbed Lang Sihan's arm abruptly, as if she wanted to say something, she moved her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Lang Sihan gave a chuckle, leaned in her ear, and whispered "little fool".

Before Shu Xiaomeng could refute anything, Lang Sihan suddenly kissed Shu Xiaomeng's lips.

The soft fragrant lips touched together in that way, and the cunning tongue was also churning wantonly in her mouth.

The expression in Shu Xiaomeng's eyes became a little blurred. Why is this feeling so familiar? Why is she so longing, longing for this man.

Lang Sihan kissed seriously and hard, he seemed to want to kiss Shu Xiaomeng with all his strength.

He kissed the person in his arms with a very pious and loving attitude.

The smooth and white skin of the little man in his arms is close to his skin. It is obviously winter, but he feels so hot, like a fire, burning from the depths of his heart until it burns his whole body. Up.

And the only thing that can save him is the little man in his arms.

Lang Sihan thought, he must be ill, he has been ill a long time ago, and there is no cure.

However, the little man in his arms is his medicine, the only antidote.

Lang Sihan kissed Shu Xiaomeng harder, and those big hands walked on Shu Xiaomeng's body, from the delicate collarbone to the roundness that was not so tall and straight, to the flat belly, and the mysterious triangle.

Shu Xiaomeng felt that Lang Sihan's big hand ignited the fire that had been hidden in her body for a long time every time she went, and she was dizzy with those fires, and she didn't know why.

But despite this, she greedily wants more, wants more...