Pick up Yun Rattle lying on the ground and hold him in his arms.
Hearing Feng Mingye's words, Yun Yaoling's heartbeat quickened.
She was hugged tightly by Feng Mingye, and it was obvious that Feng Mingye's clothes had disappeared.
Now the two of them were really skin to skin.
For a moment, their souls were in close contact.
Yun Yaoling felt that the soft and comfortable feeling was coming again, which was more intense than before.
So comfortable, why is it so comfortable?
The feeling was so comfortable that Yun Yaoling couldn't help but stretch out her hands and hug Feng Mingye's spiritual body tightly according to her instinct.
Although it was a spirit body, the touch was very real.
Yun Yaoling couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch Feng Mingye's waist, and even squeezed it with her hands.
He heard Feng Mingye let out a low, muffled sound, picked up Yun Yangling and sat on his legs.
"Ah Yao, hold me tight" Yun Yaoling felt like she was sitting on something, with her butt thrust out.
She felt a little uncomfortable because there was no temperature, and Yun Yaoling didn't know what it was.
Surprised and surprised, she leaned into Feng Mingye's arms, stretched out her free right hand, and directly grasped the thing protruding her buttocks.
However, the thing suddenly became bigger the moment Yun Ragging held it, which made Yun Raling even more curious and moved it up with his hand.
"Ah Yao" Feng Mingye made a hoarse voice that sounded like pain and joy.
"Well" Yun Yaoling heard Feng Mingye's strange name, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes.
She looked up at Feng Mingye's expression, and found that his expression was really strange, painful and satisfied, she imagined The young master is really moody.
However, the thing behind her was still pushing against her, so she never let go of it.
Instead, she held it tightly with her hands and pushed it aside.
"Ah Yao, do you know what you are doing?"
Feng Mingye was tortured in pain and comfort by Yun Yaoling's confused but incomprehensible movements.
Ah Yao's unintentional movements were simply torturing him.
Although he was a spirit body, the feeling was a hundred times greater than that of his physical body.
Not understanding what Feng Mingye was talking about, Yun Yaoling was still confused in her eyes.
However, she felt very comfortable in the young master's arms, her whole body felt comfortable, and the pain that tore her soul never appeared again.
She pressed her face tightly against Feng Mingye's chest without any warmth. superior.
"I didn't do anything, but it seems that the young master holding me like this is really helpful.
I don't feel any pain at all now."
It's just that the thing that's been pressing against her buttocks is too much in the way, so just throw it out.
Thinking like this, she began to pull her hands upwards, trying to pull out this obstructive thing.
Yun Yangling suddenly exerted such force, and the huge stimulation made Feng Mingye's eyes flash with undisguised pleasure and pain.
He looked down at the ignorant Ah Yao in his arms, and sighed helplessly.
Silly Ah Yao, as expected, knew nothing.
Of course, just hugging him could not repair his soul.
Seeing that Ah Yao was still holding on to him tightly and wouldn't let go, Feng Mingye had no choice but to raise his right hand and place it on the snow-white bunny on Yun Yaoling's chest.
A sudden touch on his chest made Yun Yaoling go limp.
Let out an exclamation.
"Hey, sir, what are you doing?"
Why are you suddenly touching her breasts?
"Whatever Ah Yao is doing, that's what I'm doing.
Reciprocity is the only thing that's reasonable."
Hearing Yun Yaoling's exclamation, Feng Mingye had a smile in his eyes, but Yun Yaoling could not refuse the movements of his hands.
He firmly grasped the flesh of Yun Yaoling's chest with his big hands, and made a gentle twisting and slowly closing movement.
Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce :