Reborn Super Master

However, Zhao Xuan was not as relaxed as her. A young man with full energy was holding a beautiful beauty like a flower and a jade-like snow in his arms. This beauty actually belonged to him from the bottom of his heart and just waited for him to pick it. Moreover, the two had all kinds of intimate contacts before. Now she is completely unprepared for herself. The bird leans on her body with a dependent on her body. Let me ask, which man can keep calm in such a state?

Sato Haruki leaned against Zhao Xuan's body, and his delicate skin was close to Zhao Xuan's body. Zhao Xuan could clearly feel the faint fragrance of a girl coming from her pink neck. This faint fragrance was like the lightest feather in the world, which was most likely to stir the softness and throbbing in a man's heart.

At the same time, Zhao Xuan also knew very well that at this time, as long as he lowered his head, he could kiss Sato Haruki's snow-white and delicate skin on his erect neck, because Sato Haruki was facing his back to him, without her eyes staring at him, Zhao Xuan even felt that he could always admire her slender neck as beautiful as a swan neck without restraint.

At this time, Zhao Xuan's hands holding her slender waist no longer simply supported her, because the hands holding her waist no longer simply supported her, because he could not keep the same position forever, so his hands would inevitably move a little. Of course, these subtle movements did not allow his hands to leave Sato Haruki's slender waist. On the contrary, he hugged him tighter and could feel the slim beauty of his tender waist.

The feeling brought to him by Sato Haruki's soft body was beautiful. His body was very sensitive. At the beginning, Sato Haruki sat on her body. She was still a little nervous, so her body was a little stiff. But later, when he started telling stories, Sato Haruki gradually distracted and his body began to become softer, obviously no longer so nervous.

The biggest feeling for Zhao Xuan was her buttocks. At first, she sat on the stone bench, so her buttocks were a little cold. When she first sat on him, the feeling of Zhao Xuan's legs was naturally cool. However, as time passed, the two hugged each other, their bodies were tightly pressed against each other, and the heat gradually gathered up. Sato Haruki's body gradually became hot, and his body became warmer. Zhao Xuan also felt the warmth from her soft and elastic pink buttocks.

This feeling is not only tempting, it is simply a call to his little brother!

In this state, how can Zhao Xuan speak with peace of mind?

His heart had long since floated far away.

However, Sato Haruki didn't know all of this at all, and didn't notice it at all. After all, she was still an unemployed virgin, so naturally she wouldn't think so much.

Of course, Haruki Sato was not nervous, but because she did not reject Zhao Xuan's eating her tofu deep down. Perhaps she had already acquiesced to the facts, or perhaps because she had had several close contacts with Zhao Xuan before, she knew that she could not resist such things at all, so she simply refused to resist. Anyway, she felt that she had eaten all the tofu by him, so it didn't matter.

This is true. Her hands were pulled over, her waist was hugged, her chest was touched, her buttocks were rubbed, and even her lips were kissed. There was nothing left on her body. What could she do? There was no way.

So I simply stopped resisting.

Besides, although she is an agent, spy, and killer, after all, she is still a girl. The pressure exerted by the world on her is gone. In front of the powerful Zhao Xuan, she is no longer the omnipotent agent king, the super female soldier king. Therefore, her current status can be regarded as a return to her identity as a girl.

Based on the romantic feelings of girls, Sato Haruki would certainly not have the urge to be like Zhao Xuan in such a situation. On the contrary, she felt that the atmosphere is very romantic now.

The quiet and solemn and lush forest, the bright and clear moonlight with a gentle breath, and the sound of the squeaking sound of the light and cold night wind blowing across the treetops. A couple sat in embrace each other and spoke love words to each other. Even the moon became hazy and a little bigger, and there seemed to be elves singing in the wind...

This is clearly the most romantic scenes in fairy tales and can touch the soft heart of girls. No matter what kind of personality it is, it is impossible for a girl to feel anything under such circumstances. Even if you are an iceberg beauty, your heart will be touched.

I don’t know when it started, Sato Haruki had closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed this romantic atmosphere with peace of mind. Sitting in Zhao Xuan’s arms, there was no longer cold wind around. On the contrary, there was endless warmth. Before I knew it, Sato Haruki had already put himself in this romantic environment.

At this moment, it is actually no longer important to say something between the two. Even if you say something stingy, or recite a few ancient poems like "The bright moon is born on the sea...", you won't feel bored. At this moment, the most important thing is the atmosphere, the atmosphere of whispering, not the content of the speech.

Of course, Sato Haruki was also very clear in his heart that this kind of romance would not last too long. The relationship between her and Zhao Xuan was more like a superior and subordinate than a couple.

However, now, it is useless to think about these things. She doesn't want to distinguish them. She just wants to enjoy the romantic tenderness at this moment, which she has never experienced before. She even thought that it was impossible for her to realize it. Now that she finally has this feeling, it is really a happy thing for her...

However, Zhao Xuan was very distressed. What he was worried about was that his speech did not distract him from his attention. On the contrary, it made him even more excited. Perhaps because his body was too strong, the brothers below Zhao Xuan were particularly energetic, as if the stars were burning and could not stop it. After being stimulated, they stood upright and showed no sign of disappearing.

Zhao Xuan talked to Sato Haruki some things he had encountered. Zhao Xuan not only talked about the fact that he had saved Wen Ruxue and his daughter, but also about the scene of pushing away the crashed truck on the street with his own strength. These are the things he had done that made him happy. He had never told anyone before, but now he told Sato Haruki without any scruples, and he felt particularly relaxed.

Perhaps he could be so relaxed in front of Haruki Sato.

When he talked about a massage girl in the Palace Hotel, she was using her mouth to help him serve him, but when he pushed her away, the details appeared in Zhao Xuan's mind, his body became impulsive, and even his speech slowed down a lot. Feeling the warm waist in his arms, Zhao Xuan didn't even know what he was talking about.

His eyes fell on Sato Haruki's earlobe. On his pretty face, Sato Haruki's temples were very soft, and occasionally a few were curled up on her ears. He was quite naughty. Zhao Xuan's eyes fell on her pink neck again, holding her slender waist with his hands on her, and he couldn't help but fantasize in his mind. If at this time, he could put his hand under her clothes, even if he just touched it gently, what a wonderful feeling it would be.

Fantasizing the wonderful feeling of the palm of your palm being tightly attached to the smooth and tender skin, Zhao Xuan then recalled that the postures of the two people now are not only the traditional "sitting posture", but also the postures that people often use when having sex in the park or in the dark cinema!

In this posture, if the woman is wearing a skirt, you just need to gently lift the woman's skirt and then unzip the zipper. In this case, you can also use the skirt to cover all the spring scenery, and even the two can chat and laugh...

When Zhao Xuan thought of such a stimulating and wonderful scene in his mind, his breath became heavier. Although Zhao Xuan had never seen her wearing a dress or something since he saw Sato Haruki, he could imagine how beautiful it would be if Sato Haruki was wearing a skirt. If he could appreciate that ****, he would be willing to be a ghost. Zhao Xuan couldn't help but imagine that Sato Haruki was wearing a light white or light pink skirt, and his shy look when he sat on himself.

Zhao Xuan had no idea that at this moment, light yellow flames were all over his body. It was an invisible aura, just an existence similar to a fantasy, but it did exist, but Zhao Xuan could not notice it at all. These flames were the black yang energy remaining in his body. They had gradually merged into Zhao Xuan's body and disappeared and dissolved in various parts of his body.

But at this moment, they seemed to have agreed and burned at the same time, as if they were in a final protest.

Zhao Xuan didn't know this at all. The mixed fantasies in his mind made his little brother stronger. Zhao Xuan swallowed secretly and couldn't help it. He tightened his abdomen and thrust his hips, and involuntarily let the tight part that had already been in contact deeper, deeper.

Although it was only through the pants, it was summer after all, and the pants were very thin. Zhao Xuan could clearly feel that it was squeezed into the tender, warm and elastic buttocks. Suddenly, a tight and gentle feeling filled Zhao Xuan's whole body and mind, making him feel comfortable.

Although they were so tightly attached to each other, because Zhao Xuan didn't move at all, Haruki Sato didn't notice anything unusual. After all, sitting on a man's body was a bit hard. The edges and bulges of the clothes, Sato Haruki thought that it was just a hard object of the clothes.