He Is Warmer Than Time

He lay beside her with his back to her, and Song Ran hugged him from behind him.

Gu Jingxing was a little absent-minded. His nerves were very tense and he couldn't relax. Once he closed his eyes, his mind was full of data.

He has an unforgettable memory, and he is still checking the data and artwork he provided over and over again.

Although he had already calculated countless times, he still couldn't take it lightly.

Song Ran's lips pressed against the back of his neck, wet against his body, causing him to swallow saliva unconsciously, and a certain kind of silence in his body was immediately hooked.

She is like the little fairy of the wild fox Zen, with a vague voice: "Do you want to do it?"

The devil and immortal in Gu Jingxing's mind were fighting. He couldn't concentrate on doing it with her. There were too many things in his mind, but... for his body, Gu Qianwang who was aroused burned him to the ground in an instant. Sanity is gone.

He clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and calmed his turbulent breathing.

Just about to resist her painfully, the body in thin pajamas sticks up, and the weak and boneless hands grow up-the abdomen slowly slides down...

Gu Jingxing was instantly lit up with a fire in her body. This girl, the scars were really healed, and the pain was forgotten. When she did, she cried and shouted that it hurts. When she didn't touch her, she squirmed again.

Song Ran's hand slipped into the elastic band of the pajama pants, and her big hand squeezed her small hand tightly. The man turned over and pressed it, his voice and breathing were messed up: "Don't cry out for pain for a while."

His kiss was a little wet, with a spray of fire, and a long tongue was fed into her mouth, the bedside lamp light shining on his side face, and his nose was straight.

Song Ran remembered what he had seen in the book, saying that it was a man with a straight nose. Generally, there was a strong demand in that area.

Well, the ancients did not deceive me. The man slapped her pajamas with big hands, biting his teeth on her chin, and pressing his warm palms on her thighs.

She gritted her teeth without making any sound. Yin Hua lived next door with her child. She probably hasn't slept yet, maybe Nian Nian He Yanzhi is also awake.

She has to be a motherly mother.

"You can call it out..."

Song Ran pinched his nails into his sturdy back muscles and opened his mouth to bite on his shoulder. Gu Jingxing didn't even hum, and his low voice said with a smile, "Why did the little madman bit someone again? You didn't ask me to do it ?"

Song Ran took a bite, then looked at him with a pair of eyes.

Song Ran hooked his neck, her voice trembling: "Who...who begs you to do it?"

Gu Jingxing hugged the small and exquisite her in his arms, sweat slowly shed, and male hormones overflowed.

Song Ran frowned, her voice became foggy, and Ai Ai said, "Jingxing, it hurts..."

Song Ran finally couldn't help but snorted: "Brother Jingxing, I... can't take it anymore, so... let's stop here."

Gu Jingxing kissed the corner of her mouth, with an irresistible overbearing voice in her voice: "You start when you say start, and stop when you say stop. Then what have I become?"

"Wife slave, you are a wife slave in the first place."

She wants to act like a baby, her voice is soft, but she doesn't know that the softer she is on the bed, the more stimulating him...

He grabbed her flopping hands and pressed them on top of her head: "Well, it's been so long, don't you know?"

"Huh? What?"

"Other times, you can be a wife and slave. I have the final say on the bed."