C484 Chapter 484
C484 Chapter 484
Yun Feng looked at her stiff face. He reached out his hand and pinched her soft cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Yang Xiaoshan, that may not be possible. I will decide after I say it!"
As he spoke, he used his little Feng to viciously push Yang Zishan back again.
That thing … Based on the feeling, it was getting bigger and hotter!
Yang Zishan was wearing a dress. She was sitting with her legs spread and her sexy panties sticking to the pocket of his pants. That feeling …
It was simply fatal!
Yang Zishan's little face was burning!
She tried her best to distance herself from Yun Feng's presence. She leaned her head back slightly and suppressed the anger in her heart, preparing to communicate with him.
Even though this man was often unable to communicate with him!
"Yun Feng, how can you let me go?"
"Little Shan …"
In the face of her overly serious yet ice-cold question, Yun Feng actually turned a deaf ear. His handsome face rubbed against Yang Zishan's soft chest, "I want to fuck you!"
"Yun Feng!"
Yang Zishan felt that no matter how gentle a person was, facing such a shameless bastard, they would still be angered by him, right?
She reached out to the man in front of her. "I'm going back!"
She did not want to continue entangling herself with this hooligan!
She couldn't beat him! Just from this mouth alone, he had already lost miserably!
He was vulgar, she was not vulgar!
How could a newly-experienced her resist a young master who wandered the flower bush all year round?
She couldn't afford to offend him, or at least avoid him, could she?
"I should go back!"
Yang Zishan repeated herself again.
Unexpectedly, the one who answered her was Yun Feng's counterattack...
He immediately pushed Yang Zishan onto the carpet, his muscular body arrogantly crushing down towards her. "Before we go back, please satisfy this lord …"
Yang Zishan's face paled as she kicked him with her foot. "Scram!"
Before his foot could land, Yun Feng used his leg to hold it down, causing the yew tree to be unable to move at all.
As he stared at the yew tree, it became hotter and hotter …
His breathing stopped, and it became more and more intense. The rise and fall of his chest also became more and more intense …
The yew tree's breathing became more and more unstable. The ambiguous atmosphere between the two rapidly spread. The air fermented and the temperature became higher and higher …
A thin layer of sweat stained Yang Zishan's long sideburns.
Her wet hair stuck irregularly to her white, slender forehead, giving her, who had always been pure, a few parts of her charm …
Yun Feng's charming phoenix eyes narrowed more and more …
"Little Shan …"
He kept mumbling the name of the yew tree, "Give it to me..."
Yang Zishan was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She reached out her hands to grab the big hand that was wreaking havoc on her, but Yun Feng held it down with one hand and tied it to the top of her head.
After that, his hot and wet kiss fell onto the white neck of the yew tree …
The tip of her tongue teased her sensitive, white neck a little bit at a time, then it curled up around the yew tree's collarbone and rubbed towards her chest …
yew's delicate body trembled, "Yun... "Yun Feng …"
Even the sound started to vibrate, "Don't do it! Don't touch me, please. "Please, okay?"
Her eyes were red as she looked pitifully at Yun Feng.
"Little Shan, do you know that even your voice … "To this master, it's all a aphrodisiac..."
Yun Feng let out a heavy breath. Facing her pleading, the movements of his chest were getting more and more intense.
Under his body, the trembling of the yew tree became more and more obvious.
But suddenly, they felt that the atmosphere had turned cold...
(1500 words omitted here, manual antics)
Yun Feng was lying on top of her, gasping for breath. The redness on his face made people feel that he was somewhat cute.
Yang Zishan's face was completely red as she did not dare to look at him.