1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

   "Keep it in your mouth, don't swallow it." He said something with difficulty, and Mu Qingyu followed his words, "Then—"

  He suddenly approached, grabbed her lips, and gently pressed against her white teeth with the tip of his flexible tongue, mixed the sweet wine in his mouth with hers, and sucked it between the lips and teeth.

   There is still a little residual wine in her glass, but who cares about her? Her arm fell weakly, her fingers loosened, and the wine glass fell into the bath without a sound. The wine was splashed, and under the transpiration of the heat, a faint sweet fragrance gradually permeated.

  Compared to the strength he just occupied, his movements at this moment can be regarded as gentle and long-lasting. He also put the wine glass on the shore, and hugged her head tightly with both hands, as if tasting the best food, sucking the wine in her mouth, as if sucking her soul!

   Breathing was about to be grabbed by him. She was soaked in the warm water, and even her legs were gradually becoming sore. Without his hug, she might have fallen into the bottom of the water. The coldness of the tiles behind and the fiery heat in front of her are exactly the perfect contrast! She felt dizzy, as if the wine, along the tip of his flexible tongue, slipped into her mouth and sank into the bottom of her heart, staining her eyes with a hint of drunkenness!

   "Yun, Yunlin..." With great difficulty, he let go of her soft lips, but advanced towards her neck, lingering greedily on her body, leaving his own mark! At the same time, he also let go of his hands and feet, attacking her soft depths again and again. Although the movements are open and closed, they are incredibly gentle.

  The water flow, with a soft splash, slapped against the shore of the bath, like endless waves outside. He lays her down on the dive so she can sit on the ground with the vest against the edge, then rolls back up again. She opened her eyes, and there were already crystal drops of water on her eyelashes, and her eyes were blurred.

  His face is close at hand. A pair of clear but deep eyes were full of male aggression.

   A few stray strands of hair fell on the man's beautiful forehead, adding a bit of wildness to the sexiness. But more, it is the deep love accumulated under this desire-thought.

   "Old~husband~~" she opened her mouth weakly, her consciousness was on the verge of collapsing, and that inviting voice, which was obviously full of invitation, was exchanged for the man's evil smile.

  High and firm nose bridge, **** and soft lips, Leng Yunlin's smile, like a lion hunting for food in the dark of night, it is powerful and elegant to the extreme.

  His smile seems to be a horizon where water and sky intersect. Once it is opened, there is a natural beauty of elegance.

  The coldness behind him and the heat in front of his chest can't cover up the wildness and whistling in his body. All his breathing seems to be dominated by ubiquitous kisses, as if he's on top of a ****, looking around, there's nothing but him.

  She closed her eyes helplessly, as if she couldn't bear his more enthusiasm, and as if, deeply fascinated by his smile, his every move could make her heart beat.

  The restless factor in her body made her almost collapse, shatter, and then turn into dust, surrounding him!

   Covering my face, I haven't written a boat scene for a long time, and suddenly found that I can't even wave. . . .