Chapter 949: A Few Abdominal Muscles

Lin Mumu was now enveloped by Yun Ting's breath. She was no longer irritable and was already in a half-dizzy state of almost falling asleep. Her brain was also a little short-circuited.

To put it bluntly, she was now half asleep and half awake, otherwise Lin Mumu would have discovered long ago how she counted her abdominal muscles.

Alcohol makes cowards bolder, and dreams also have the same effect?

Anyway, Lin Mumu was now in a daze and surprisingly courageous. No, she was so bold in a daze that she didn't know anything, right?

Yun Ting resisted the impulse to suppress it, like a leopard, his whole body tense, staring at Lin Mumu.

He was a normal man, and the woman he loved in his arms was his legal wife.

She was holding him, her face pressed against his chest, and her fingers were teasing his anus.

This was a deadly feeling.

The most deadly thing was that Lin Mumu seemed to feel that Yun Ting's breathing was a little heavy, and her pink and white little face actually looked up, looking at Yun Ting curiously.

In the dark night, her eyes were like two sparkling gems, attracting all his attention.

Yun Ting suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Lin Mumu's head, lowered his head, and pressed his hot lips against her forehead, nose bridge, and cheeks.

Lin Mumu felt a little weird and opened her mouth to make some sound.

But as soon as her lips opened slightly, she was greeted by his endless attack. The entanglement between her lips and tongue was like a fierce battle, hot, fierce, and endless, as if to burn off the last rational nerve of a person.

Lin Mumu just softened in Yun Ting's arms, being held tighter and tighter by him, feeling the sometimes gentle and sometimes surging attack of her lips and teeth, she was very afraid, this strange and familiar feeling ignited the little flame in her heart.

She also wanted to think of nothing, and wanted to be soft in his arms, regardless of the end of the world, the sun, the moon, and the stars, as long as this moment, as long as this strange, exciting, and wonderful feeling could continue.

She didn't want to think about whether she should or not, nor did she want to think about whether she was willing or not. Maybe she was willing, because her body was very honest, every inch of her skin was hot and clamoring, wanting to be pampered by him.

But her heart was very scared, and she was getting more and more scared, especially after his lips and tongue were like guns, plundering in and out of her mouth, bringing waves of panic and trembling stimulation, Lin Mumu was particularly scared again.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her quietly.

Should she give herself to him? Does he love her? What happened in their past? Does she want to give him a child?

Yun Ting's hand reached into Lin Mumu's wide collar restlessly, unbuttoned two buttons skillfully, and his rough and hot palm.

Lin Mumu just felt hot, her whole body was hot, like a fish out of water, almost suffocated by the heat, and almost crazy by the heat.

His touch made her feel even hotter, but it was also a little cool and comfortable. This panic feeling drove away Lin Mumu's sleepiness, and she seemed to wake up.

But Yun Ting's kiss, with French romantic skills, pushed forward layer by layer, and soon submerged her consciousness.

Lin Mumu didn't know why she could do this, as if she was born with it. She actually responded to him enthusiastically.

Her enthusiastic response made him bolder. A pair of rough big hands reached into Lin Mumu's clothes from below and kept rubbing her back.

Those hands were like lighters, bringing fire wherever they touched.

Lin Mumu's consciousness almost collapsed, as if she had completely fallen into this fiery heat.