Chapter 3045 Illusion Sea Passion

Nanrong Huai'an felt like his whole body was about to explode, and the blood in his whole body was screaming and boiling.

Today's Sufei is very beautiful, and it also makes his heart beat unceasingly. The moment he saw her today, he was already intoxicated.

Tolerance has been extreme until now.

Nan Rong Huaian carried Feng Sufei into the bedroom, closed the door casually, and then fell onto the bed with Feng Sufei in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't even give Feng Sufei time to react, and the dense kisses fell like this.

Nan Rong Huaian grabbed Feng Sufei's hand and kissed her deeply. He kissed her very hard. It was like a storm from the beginning, and Feng Sufei couldn't stand it at all. Feng Sufei soon gasped.

In fact, when Nanrong Huai'an looked at her with such hot eyes, she became emotional.

Feng Sufei gasped, calling Nanrong Huai'an's name, "Huaian, Huai'an..."

The cells in her whole body that Nanrong Huai'an kissed seemed to be clamoring.

The corners of her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Nanrong Huai'an knew that Feng Sufei was already emotional, but he still had to get her ready, otherwise he would hurt her, because he could feel what was clamoring all over his body at this moment,

Nanrong Huai'an endured the phantom sea surging in his body, and kissed Feng Sufei deeply, from her eyebrows, lips, neck...

She was wearing an off-the-shoulder gown, and under the light, her skin was like porcelain and jade.

Nanrong Huai'an lowered his head and kissed her skin almost uncontrollably, his fingers caressed even more...

Feng Sufei's whole body trembled violently, "Huai'an..."

When she called Nanrong Huai'an's name at this time, she was delicate and soft, with longing.

His eyes were full of water, and his toes curled up.

"Hey, my Feifei..."

When Nanrong Huai'an spoke, his throat rolled, with a hoarse breath.

His voice was low and hoarse, especially provocative.

Feng Sufei's body was trembling.

In a trance, she fell into the fantasy sea he gave her, like waves lapping at her.

At some point, Feng Sufei heard the sound of tearing, and then her dress was torn directly by Nan Rong Huaian. She wanted to say that it had a zipper.

But Nanrong Huai'an could hardly restrain himself anymore, and couldn't bear it anymore.

Her nails were almost stuck on Nanrong Huai'an's back.

She could only call Nanrong Huai'an's name delicately and weakly, "Huaian, Huai'an..."

"Hey, I'm here, I'm loving you..."

After a passionate affair, Nanrong Huai'an took Feng Sufei to wash, and the two of them lay on the bed again.

Feng Sufei breathed continuously, feeling the lingering aftertaste of deep love.

Nanrong Huai'an stretched out his arms to hold Feng Sufei, and hugged her tightly, it seemed that such strength could be controlled, keeping her in her heart all the time.

Nan Rong Huaian patted Feng Sufei's back repeatedly to help her calm down.

Just now, he couldn't control it well, but her Sufei could bear it.

After Feng Sufei slowly recovered her breathing, she regained her spirits, she was not sleepy.

Perhaps, on such a day, she still doesn't want to sleep, and she still wants to have a conversation with Nan Rong Huai'an.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's spirited look, and there was a whirlpool in his eyes.

Feng Sufei is naturally familiar with such gazes, she said softly: "No, let's talk."