Chapter 1531 Pour out the song, I'm sorry "I'm sorry. et” At that time, Feng Tingge was still immersed in the deep kiss just now.
Yun Linghan suddenly opened his mouth and said.
"Regarding the matter of pretending to be a mercenary, I didn't mean to deceive you."
"It's okay."
Feng Qingge met the pair of serious eyes in front of him, shook his head slightly, and whispered from his mouth.
Taking advantage of this gap, Yun Linghan's hot lips had quickly covered up.
Kissed her lips domineeringly, over and over again, her arms tightly wrapped around her delicate body.
That gesture that was both domineering and cherished, as if to crush her deeply into his arms.
"Ling Han, don't."
Feng Qingge felt the hot deep kiss, pushed his chest tightly with both hands, and opened his mouth panting.
As soon as the words came out, Feng Qingge almost bit his tongue with regret.
The series of hot and hot kisses just now.
Her voice has become a coquettish and tactful voice.
To other people's ears, it sounds extremely soft and charming.
The large golden silk nanmu bed heard the coquettish and tactful voice of the little woman under him.
Yun Linghan's eyes were bright, and a pair of eyes hidden under the mask were as deep as a bottomless pool for ten thousand years.
In the dormitory, the soft night pearl shines brightly, shining on the peerless little face under him, captivating the country and the city.
Feng Tingge's beautiful face was already crimson, his eyes were half-open, and his eyes were flowing with a different style.
Even the hands that pushed him away became soft and couldn't lift the slightest strength.
Yun Linghan's breathing suddenly became heavy.
The broad palm reached out to her neckline.
Under the pure white dragon shark silk fabric, Yun Linghan had already skillfully untied her neckline in three or two clicks.
A large area of alluring spring light was revealed, showing it in front of Yun Linghan's eyes at a glance.
Under the bright night pearl, the white and tender skin in front of me is as beautiful as a piece of jade.
Inside, a chest wrap was loosely hung on the back of the neck, and in the eyes of the man in front of him, it was half-concealed, with a fatal temptation.
The skin on his chest was suddenly exposed.
Feng Qingge was suddenly trembling by the cool air around him, and he couldn't help but hit a spirit.
"Ling Han, don't."
Feng Qingge said hurriedly.
"Sing, don't talk."
A low, hoarse voice rang in his ears.
Yun Linghan covered his big hand, kneading the softness on his chest through the thin layer of wrapping his chest.
Her lips pressed and the heat was hot again.
The slightly rough fingertips spread all the way downward, as if a series of flames were ignited, evoking a tingling trembling sensation.
Feng Qingge raised his hands half-up, softly pushing his body.
That hot touch, Feng Tingge felt soft all over his body, and he couldn't exert half of his strength at all.
The strong aroma of ambergris, mixed with a strong masculine scent, rushed to the mouth and nose with the smell of freshly bathed.
With that domineering deep kiss and plunder, Feng Tingge felt that his consciousness gradually began to blur, and his whole body became more and more hot.
"Hmm."
Feng Tian's fan let out a soft snort from his mouth in a daze.
"Hmph."
Yun Linghan's eyes lit up.
Suddenly, he turned over and descended, densely pressing Feng Tingge's soft and petite body
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