Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Feng Jing retaliated biting Song Wuxiao's shoulder, refused to look up, and refused to let himself make any shy syllables.

Song Wuxiao's lips pressed against her ears, greedily sniffing the breath coming from her, panting heavily from time to time, and walking away with self-control made him unable to hold back, and slowly moved.

He didn't dare to move too much, because some parts were missing anyway. If he hadn't insisted on internal strength, I'm afraid he would have surrendered in her body.

Song Wuxiao knew that he was not a complete man, but about their first time, he wanted to make the best impression on her.

Although his movements are slow but very powerful, he has a unique entanglement, so that she can clearly feel from which direction he is attacking, and his kiss arouses her senses. Great enjoyment.

The scenery half-squinted her dim eyes, and as he attacked again and again, even if he bit his shoulder, it was inevitable that a broken moan or two would come out. She heard her own voice, and she felt ashamed. Brought a stronger response to her body.

The cold wind blew her back to that point. Now she was outside. She looked up, blushing and panting, and said intermittently, "Song Wuxiao...someone..."

"Don't worry." Song Wuxiao licked/licked her lips, and said against her lips: "If someone approaches, I will find out."

He was constantly entangled with her breathing, which made her body temperature rise.

Song Wuxiao said softly, "What's more... let people see that you belong to me, isn't that good?"

not good!

Then she lost her face!

Because of his words, the sense of excitement and shame outside her body infinitely magnified the senses of her body. Not long after, after he penetrated forcefully, she convulsed all over, and then she hugged his neck in a loss. The feet resting on his waist were even more tightly intertwined. She seemed to shrink into a ball, and she seemed to be floating in the water, and he was the only driftwood she could cling to. I could ignore everything and hugged him desperately.

Song Wuxiao dragged her buttocks with one hand, and stroked her back with the other. Their upper bodies were all in good condition, but under their long skirts and robes, they were already ***.

He kissed her lips and said amusedly: "Is it here so soon?"

Scenery widened his eyes to look at him, and saw that he was still personable, and apart from the bit of passion/desire that came out of his smiling eyes, he could not tell what he had just done.

The heat buried in her body has softened, but he still reluctant to leave, just staying in the greenhouse without any action, seems to be still having a good aftertaste.

The scenery hesitated for a while, and she asked, "Song Wuxiao...Are you still..."

"I wouldn't have it." He knew what she wanted to ask, and buried his head between her neck. He kissed the white skin on her neck, and then slowly said: "The scenery, I will always give You can’t kill your child, but if you want to regret it, it’s too late."

After all, the hardware is missing, so he doesn't have the **** response that a normal man would have, and naturally, he can't give her a child.

Song Wuxiao has always understood the principle that the first step is better. Since he has decided to take it, he must get it, and with a tough attitude, she has no time to regret it.