No. 1898 Wedding Night

Hoshino Ichi didn't say anything, looking at the Kongming lanterns outside the car window, his eyes were very deep.

You Sixin snorted again: "You can't let it go until now, she's already married."

Hoshino Ichi then lowered his eyes: "Stop, the police car behind is coming."

"Why am I afraid of a police car?" You Sixin's identity really doesn't need to be afraid.

Hoshino Ichi's voice is like jade: "I mean it's time to go, you have something else to do."

You Sixin paused, then began to turn the steering wheel, the corners of his mouth hidden in the dark, faintly raised a few points.

If it's the wedding night.

Tonight is the real wedding night.

In the flower room near the church, in the bathtub, the black gauze fluttered layer by layer with the water waves, entwining the white clothes on Qin Mo's body.

The starry sky can be reflected above the head, everything is very beautiful.

The breath is rising layer by layer with the temperature in the room.

The mobile phone on the ground is ringing, but I don't pay attention to it.

Bo Jiu only said one sentence: "Clothes..."

He kissed her neck, and her breath came with it, a little hot and a little heavy: "I will help you put it on later."

The numbness spread all over her body with his fingers.

When the black veil was removed, the feeling from the tailbone was even stronger.

What Bo Jiu could feel was the burning heat on his body, so hot that it seemed to burn all her reason.

He pressed her wrist on the edge of the bathtub.

Sometimes shallow, sometimes deep.

The black veil was piled messily at her waist.

Because of the movement, the water was full.

The waves overflowed from the bathtub again and again, hitting the floor.

Accompanied by waves of ambiguous sounds.

Permeating, lingering.

The black and white clothes.

All covered Bo Jiu's body.

The porcelain jade-like skin was now marked with marks, and even the corners of her eyes were red.

The witch is always extremely beautiful when she is moving or still.

There is something tempting everywhere, but she doesn't know it.

Unfortunately, very few people can get the witch.

Because most men like pure white people.

In addition, the witch will never let anyone manipulate her.

This expression will not be easily revealed.

Unless, that person is specific.

For example, Bo Jiu to Qin Mo.

Seeing Qin Mo, the heart itches, no matter when it can not be eliminated.

Because in her eyes.

When doing this kind of thing.

Few people can be like him.

When the abstinence on his body is broken, the deadly sexiness flows out of that handsome face.

Like a white-clothed god who fell into the devil world, obviously the whole body is cold and noble, but the eyes are stained with other things because of her.

In this way, how can it not be itchy.

Bo Jiu chuckled and pulled the two people closer.

But he held her waist and pushed hard. Bo Jiu frowned and bit her lips, and she was so soft that her whole body softened.

But he did not stop for a moment, the only time he did not listen to her begging for mercy.

Continuously attacking the city.

"Enough... Enough..." Bo Jiu's breath was no longer stable.

His strength did not weaken, but went deeper and deeper.

The water flowed faster, and the sound of falling to the ground was clear and echoed in the bathroom.

Bo Jiu's eyes had begun to scatter because of the joy.

The water drops fell on her collarbone along his black hair, burning her mind into a blank.

"Not enough, how can it be enough." Qin Mo leaned forward, his eyes were heavy, and his breath hit her neck: "Jiu, you trust my self-control too much."

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