The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Jiang Li'an's lips felt numb, but when he turned his head, he forcibly grabbed his chin and broke his head. The hand on his lips didn't stay too long.

   The pulp of her finger brushed a pointy tiger tooth on her to tease her. The phalanx flexed and stretched flexibly and with great tension. It was simulating a certain frequency, and the strength could not be resisted.

   When Shen Qingzhuo leaned over, his voice was lowered: "Don't refuse."

The three words    smashed in the ear and in the heart.

   is like the ambiguity that silently ferments in the silent night, igniting all the restlessness.

  Jiang Li'an's mouth couldn't close and was forced. His finger bones are thin and long, clean and sexy, and can reach the depths of his throat, which makes you want to gag.

   She frowned and stared at him angrily and aggrieved, but she opened her mouth to bite his hand!

The boy hissed softly, the air sounded hooking, frowned and pulled out his fingers, and pulled out a crystal clear water light, there was a very obvious bite mark left on the second knuckle of the left index finger, and blood oozing out. .

   He stared at him, then looked at Jiang Li'an, pinched her chin, looked at the tooth, and commented meaningfully: "The teeth are really sharp."

   "Who asked you to do it..." Jiang Li'an wiped his lips, not daring to look at the color of the water on his hand, his eyelashes were trembling, and his eyes were erratic.

   A low laugh fell.

   seemed to overflow from the depths of his throat.

   "Why don't you keep your teeth closed?" Shen Qingzhuo patted her face, with a casual and intimate gesture, and pinched her red earlobe, she said, "After all, there is something else for you."

Jiang Li'an avoided his hand, and was pressed by the back of his neck with his extremely controlling nature, like a wolf holding a rabbit, and let her sit here, holding her waist with one hand, and the temperature of his breath fell on the neck. At the place, roses fell one by one.

  Jiang Li'an raised his head slightly, wrapped his fingers around his shoulders, and his eyes were a complete mess.

Shen Qingzhuo raised her hand to unbutton her windbreaker, starting from the top one, her movements were like slow motion in a movie, every minute and every second of torment collided with ambiguity and tension to the extreme, her eyes were always on her. , did not move more than half a point.

  Jiang Li'an blushed, his breath was unsteady, he pressed his lower back against the icy cold man's cabinet and held down his hand.

  Shen Qingzhuo didn't use any force to break free, the curvature of the knuckle joints of the fingers was cold and sexy, and the black mole on the cold white wrist was also a bit scorching, and continued to untie her windbreaker.

   There are not many buttons in total, and they are all unbuttoned.

   The windbreaker is messy and folded, and it is open, revealing the white suspender skirt inside. The thin and pure white outlines the girl's beautiful and green arc.

  From the unobstructed two collarbones to the waist with a grip, the length of the suspender skirt covers half of the thighs, and the legs are fair and beautiful. This hazy, half-covered picture is the most fascinating.

   She had just finished taking a shower, and her skin was still misted with water, her white suspender skirt was slightly wet, her long hair was scattered behind her, and her body was scented with shower gel.

   "Don't wear bra?"

  Shen Qingzhuo lowered her gaze and looked at her body from top to bottom. Through the thin white skirt, she could clearly see the curve that undulates with her breathing. Her eyes narrowed slightly, she looked away, her voice was hoarse and fierce.

   "…Hmm." Her voice was so soft that it was barely audible.

   The boy pulled his hands, his actions were careless and ruthless, the windbreaker was already shaky on her body, and now it fell directly to the ground!

   He laughed: "It's okay to dress like this to the neighbors."

   Those eyes stared at her like cold electricity in the dimness, nine points of obscurity, and they were like punishment.

   "I'm wearing a coat." Jiang Li'an listened to his words and said aggrievedly, "Who knew you would…"