Dawn Star Lone Island

Chu Feiyang froze in flattery, and only dared to gently move his lips in response to Jun Shuying's rare active kiss.

Jun Shuying looked at his eyes, his eyes were slightly stained with a smile, he stretched out two hands to firmly hold Chu Feiyang's face, deepened the strength of the kiss, and even took the initiative to arouse Chu Feiyang's tongue and **** Lick lightly, extremely lingering.

Jun Shuying's lips moved slightly away from Chu Feiyang, and the moist sound of the separation of his lips shook Chu Feiyang slightly but greatly, and his hands holding Jun Shuying tightened.

Jun Shuying lowered her face, and made a low smile between his neck, and a warm breath was breathed on Chu Feiyang's exposed skin: "Chu Feiyang, you look a bit lovely."

Chu Feiyang opened his mouth, but realized that he was a little unstable, so he could only exhale heavily and shook his arm hard and said: "Shuying, don't mess with me. You just woke up, and I don't want to hurt you."

Jun Shuying looked up at him, suddenly with a sudden force, Chu Feiyang was overwhelmed to the ground, looking at him condescendingly, some scattered long black hair fell down to Chu Feiyang's chest, and Chu Feiyang Her long hair is tangled in one place.

Jun Shuying looked at Chu Feiyang in silence for a while, then sighed and said in a low voice: "Asshole, you finally woke up..."

"Shuying--" Chu Feiyang whispered in a complicated expression, but didn't know what to say, so he could only raise one hand and stroke Jun Shuying's cheek.

Jun Shuying, a docile cat, slightly closed his eyes and rubbed his face against his hand, so that Chu Fei shook his mind and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"Shuying, get up quickly. You just woke up, would you like to eat something? I will show you any internal injuries..."

"I'm fine." Jun Shuying interrupted him, "I'm fine now." As he said, he grabbed Chu Feiyang's right hand and slowly intertwined his fingers.

"Daxia Chu, who is close to Zhu Zhechi, is like Chu Feiyang, he is a man who will do what he says..." Jun Shuying's eyes looked at Chu Feiyang brightly, and Chu Feiyang suddenly felt dry in her throat. He was so thirsty that he was about to smoke, and it was like a person who had been hungry for a long time facing a big meal, even his eyes were red.

"Shuying, let me say it again, don't provoke me..." Chu Feiyang's voice was a little dry.

Jun Shuying didn't listen, stretched out another hand to open Chu Feiyang's belt, and leisurely went to take off other people's clothes. But the blush that gradually crawled from his neck to his face and his unsteady gasping, all challenged Chu Feiyang's endurance limit on the ground.

"I used to be really eye-catching, but in fact, Feiyang you-it can be called a beautiful meal...Ah!" Jun Shuying let go of the hands that were entangled with Chu Feiyang, one hand was resting on the side of his face, and his fingers touched Chu Feiyang lightly. The slightly opened lips teased Chu Feiyang with some triumphant words. The words were not finished, but Chu Feiyang overturned to the ground and pressed against his body, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"What are you doing!" Jun Shuying let out a low voice.

"What?! What are you talking about." Chu Feiyang smiled, "Shuying, this time you really asked for it." He said as he took off his generous outer shirt and threw it out, the fabric of the clothes was real. It shook down and spread it out flat, and steadily laid it on the ground.

Chu Feiyang hugged Jun Shuying and rolled on the spot, and then he rolled onto the black clothes with the people, and took off Jun Shuying's remaining clothes three times and then, before propping up his body with his elbows and leaning over. Above Jun Shuying, he chuckled and said: "Shuying, you want to molest me, you are eight hundred years too early."

Jun Shuying gritted her teeth silently, then simply tilted her face and looked at the fire on the side.

Chu Feiyang almost laughed when he saw him put on the appearance that you and I were indifferent. After being swept away by Jun Shuying's eyes, she closed her mouth and leaned down to start doing business.

Chu Feiyang's kiss at this time was completely different from Jun Shuying's. The warmth of the veins was completely concealed in the eager and eager movements. After Jun Shuying didn't hold it for long, his face flushed, and his breath became turbulent.

Chu Feiyang ravaged the moist lips for a few more rounds before letting go of the space he left him to breathe, but instead chewed on Jun Shuying’s collarbone, covering the original with a new red mark. The mark slid down again a little bit.

Jun Shuying put her hand in Chu Feiyang's hair, biting her lower lip to resist the moan that rushed to her mouth.

Chu Feiyang's movements are not gentle at all, even when he embraces Jun Shuying's fragile center to comfort him, he reveals a wave of eagerness and ferocity. The fingers that slipped behind him quietly seemed to endure something, trembling slightly.

The feeling of being forced to open the body still made Jun Shuying feel uncomfortable. Even though Chu Feiyang was already extremely gentle, when the three rough fingers entered and exited the delicate and soft place one after another, the pain always caused more pain than pleasure.

Chu Feiyang leaned in again, kissing Jun Shuying's lips, and generally continued to use his fingers to prepare for him to enter him without any relaxation.

"Okay..." Chu Feiyang looked at Jun Shuying's slightly tangled brows and steamed eyes, and asked softly, "I can't bear it anymore..."

As he said, he took Jun Shuying's hand and slid towards him. Jun Shuying's eyelashes trembled, soothing the incomparably hot and hard stiffness that slipped into her palm.

Chu Feiyang finally lifted Jun Shuying up, held him on his waist, and entered him from below.

Jun Shuying straightened his neck impatiently, and the scattered black hair was occasionally shaken slightly behind his back.

Chu Feiyang put his hand on Jun Shuying's slightly softened desire, soothed skillfully, and said coaxingly: "Shuying, move by yourself."

"Asshole..." Jun Shuying clenched his teeth, enduring the unspeakable feelings, but still held Chu Feiyang's shoulders with both hands, swinging his thin and flexible waist.

Chu Feiyang was still concerned about Jun Shuying's physical condition, did not dare to toss him too much, and stopped after venting in his body once, and after simply cleaning Jun Shuying, he checked his pulse and confirmed that there was nothing. After the bad reaction, she lay down with her arms around Jun Shuying.