Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

After the settlement of Yi's affairs, he did not return to Beijing because the butcher knife in his hand had not been lowered, and he had not been killed and bloody. He did not want to see him like him.

Si Yizhen put one hand around her waist and one hand against her head, blocking her lips.

The fierce and urgent kiss, the general overbearing siege, did not give Warm and Ya any chance of rejection.

Wen Xinya clutching his waist tightly, his heart beats like a drum, shaking her body and mind. A strong and undeniable kiss, a kiss that was almost choking, made her hypoxic, and her chest swelled painfully, because of lack of oxygen, her consciousness was blurred, and her brain was syncope.

But she was reluctant to push him away, let alone let him go.

Wen Xinya thought, she would probably be the first woman to die of kissing and suffocation.

She is willing!

Si Yixuan loosened her lips, watching her consciousness, and hugged her by holding her back: "I want you, right away!"

The Wen Xinya song is in his arms, so supple to the extreme, the eager gasp, with an ambiguous and charming charm, keeps stimulating Si Yizhen's desire.

Si Yiyi kissed her ears, and whispered: "Just now, I should wait for you in the room!"

Or, you should wait for her directly in bed.

In this way, he will not be as impatient as he is now. In the short time from the living room to the room, he feels the ultimate physical and mental torment.

"rogue!"

Warm and ya could not bear the low curse, but her voice was charming and silky.

She wants him too, more than ever.

"Scolding me, you have to accept punishment." Si Yi bit her ear, opened the door of the room with one foot, and drove straight in.

Wen Xinya feeling her body, deep in the soft big bed, velvet sheets, soft and incredible, making her feel like falling into the clouds.

"Married women in many countries in Eastern Europe have haircuts during the day, and only at night can their husbands be eligible to take down their locks."

Si Yizhen's body collapsed, gently lifted her head, took off the buns behind her head, and a blue silk slid softly on the bed, set off her shiny, jade-like little face. , Charming charm.

"Similar to the ancient customs of our country Z."

Wen Xinya arms wrapped around his neck, delicate red lips kissed along his throat, Ying's fingers, unbuttoned along the second button of his shirt, sharp nails, and gently stroked He has smooth skin on his chest.

"Wen Xinya, post it for me!"

Si Yizhu supported her arms on both sides of her body, and her body was hung half over her, like a condescending king, looking down at the female surrendering body.

"I'm clumsy, and the dish is not good. Can you help me?"

Wen Xinya long legs like jade, wrapped around his waist and hips, teasing the man's burning desire.

"Okay!" Si Yiji shattered a kiss and landed in her hair.

In Eastern European countries, a man kisses his wife's hair, representing love!

At this time, Warm and Ya wrapped her hands around her neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, and her back had left the large soft bed, and the whole person hung horizontally on him, allowing him to bear her entire weight.

Si Yixuan descended along her neck, suddenly stopped and landed on her neck.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xinya hands climbed between his arms and asked in a conscious manner.

"This is the peace sign you embroidered for me?" Si Yizhen gently lifted her neck with a red string, wearing a triangle-shaped silk cloth.

It was an acacia formed with her love.

In fact, where there is such a custom, but he has an uncertain return date, deliberately hit her, so that she has some hope, so as not to be confused every day, I did not expect her to be convinced.

Really embroidered such a peace sign.

Wen Xinya thought of the four-dimensional peace symbol around her neck, and subconsciously reached out to cover it: "Embroidery is not good, or ..."

One worm with two horns and four-footed scales.

She was really ashamed to take it out.

"Since it was embroidered for me, it belongs to me." Si Yichen took away her hand, gently pulled the knot around her neck, and took the peace charm into her own hand.

When she looked at the embroidered four figures on Ping'anfu, her lips faintly smiled, and she thought of the message she had sent him before.

She really has no talent for embroidery.

Wen Nuya lifted her body to snatch: "No, I will embroider you next time."

She thought that Ping An Fu was the first time she embroidered, and it was taken for granted that she would not be ugly than this one until the next time.

"It's beautifully embroidered, I like it very much." Si Yizhen kissed the peace charm in his hand gently.

What matters is not peace.

And her acacia knot formed with green silk.

Obviously he was talking nonsense, but Wen Ya was very obvious and he was coaxed by him.

No matter how embroidered it is, as long as Si Yizhen likes it.

Si Yizhen put the peace charm on her palm: "Help me wear it."

Wen Xinya, holding the peace charm in his hand, there was still the temperature in his palm. She raised her body, sat up from the bed, stretched out her arms around his head, and tied the peace charm to his neck.

The yellow silk serpent amulet clung tightly under his trivial bone.

Wen Xinya together, kissed the peace charm gently.

Si Yizhuang put her hands gently around her waist, and suddenly overwhelmed her on the bed.

This time, he was clearly moving, with almost no foreplay. He just separated her legs and entered her.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Si Yishang kissed her ear while advancing.

Wen Ya shook her head.

She did not feel uncomfortable, because her body was far more eager for his occupation and plunder than he thought.

This time, it was far more intense than ever.

"Si Yiji!" She called him.

"I'm here! It's in your body." Si Yizhen agreed patiently, and her body movements became more and more intense.

In consciousness, the body turned clouds and rain, rolling down on the thick carpeted floor.

Neither of them had any intention of changing positions.

I don't know how many times, Warm and Ya felt that the body had passed the load, and could not help crying.

"Yi Si, don't, don't ..."

The more she cried, the more intense he became.

The more she shouted, the more excited he became.

"Quick, just a moment, it's almost ..."

Si Yi kept responding to her, kissing her and occupying him.

The curtains in the room were not closed, and the black curtain was so overwhelming that it was already night.

When she rushed back from the hospital, it was more than two in the afternoon, and now at least eight in the evening, six or seven hours, without any break, she did not even think that her own body could withstand the demands of him.

Her body tolerance once again set a new record high.