One Yuan Bride VS Global Chief

Yi Qian's words seemed to be infused with magic power, making her irresistible. As if she was fascinated, she really stretched out her hand and grabbed his hotness through her clothes. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)

His heat began to grow in the palm of her hand, and she felt a pulse beating on it. He felt that this could not satisfy him, so he stretched out his hand, untied his belt, and exposed his heat in front of her eyes.

, let her hold it with her hands again, and then he held her hand and led her up and down the circle.

Yi Xiang closed her eyes tightly, so ashamed that she didn't dare to breathe at all.

Yi Qian looked at his appearance, and her lower body grew longer. Liquid flowed out from the front end and stained her palms, making her hands sticky. Her movements while holding his huge member became more and more intense.

Soon.[

When she arrived, she had no strength, and he whispered in her ear: "Hurry up... Huanhuan..."

"Hmm..." Yi Huaihui snorted, but slowed down and said softly: "My wrist is sore..."

"It'll be ready soon, hold on a little longer, good girl..." Yi Qian's voice was particularly sexy because of the eroticism, and he seduced her: "Hold tighter, um... Yes, that's right.

Like this, um, go up a little, go down... um, go faster... faster... um... Huanhuan..." His hand suddenly grasped hers

The speed of her hand became faster and faster, and she even felt the heat from the friction between her hand and his lower body, which made her hand feel painful!

"It hurts..." She wrinkled her little nose, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Yi Qian kissed the tip of her nose and coaxed: "Be patient, I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon..."

He said she would be fine soon, but he held her hand and repeated this action countless times, which made her eyes red from exhaustion. She opened her mouth and bit his shoulder in grievance.

Then he let her go, and a stream of hot liquid sprayed all over her palm.

It's a bit hot and has a charming smell unique to men.

Yi Xiang's little face turned redder and redder.

Yi Qian gasped contentedly, looked at the liquid in her hand, took out a tissue, and slowly wiped it away.

Yi Xiang's eyes were bright at this time, his face was red, and the light in his eyes also had a hint of charm. Yi's mouth was dry and his lower body was as hard as iron.

She noticed something was wrong and retracted her little hand in panic.

Seeing her naughty little moves, he couldn't help but grinned his lips and laughed.

Yi liked looking at his smile, and her mood for no reason improved a lot, and she became more courageous. She wrinkled her little nose and made a weird face at Yi Qian.

Yi Qian's smile widened further.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand that had just served him, and slowly rubbed it to relieve her pain.

Yi Qian looked at his expression from time to time and found that he was really not angry anymore. He tilted his head and shouted softly and charmingly: "Brother Yi Qian..."

"Huh?" Yi Qian raised her head and looked at her with warm eyes.

"Are you not angry anymore?" Yi Huanxi asked in a thin voice.

Yi Qian's eyes softened a lot, and the force he rubbed her wrists softened a lot. What was he angry about? He would never be angry with her for the rest of his life...[