She gritted her teeth and refused to say anything, but how could a man let her go at such a critical time.

"Momo, call again, call me what I called before now."

Finally, Qiao Yimo couldn't bear it anymore. She groaned, and there were physical tears in the corners of her eyes, "Tired."

For a while, I didn't call him so intimate, and she was really uncomfortable for a while.

As a result, her coquettish voice made the man even more vigorous, and the whole body's strength was concentrated on a certain point.

Qiao Yimo would be tougher on weekdays, and he had no choice at this point.

She grinned her teeth, bit on the man's shoulder, and said angrily: "You have a stick to bully me. If I have one, I have to bully you and call my father."

"Really?" Leng Juo chuckled lightly, his voice was hoarse, his body stopped, and he deliberately used a little more effort, "I look forward to that day, but until then, you can only be under me."

Qiao Yimo showed his small fangs and bit his arm fiercely.

I don't know how long it took, and both of them were exhausted.

She lay on his shoulders and murmured: "Don't you go back to bed?"

Why does she think he still doesn't mean to end?

"I'll go back later." The man changed his posture as soon as his voice fell.

Qiao Yimo glared at him, with a helpless tone and a hoarse voice, "You restrain yourself."

"If you want me to end soon, then talk less."

The man's voice was tight again, and the thin sweat from his forehead dripped on the girl's body.

She was afraid that she didn't know, she could get him excited just by taking a breath and making a sound.

Qiao Yimo sighed, his waist and limbs were sore and weak, he was too lazy to resist.

In the night, the man snarled, his movements finally stopped, domineering and intimately buckled her waist, and solemnly asked: "Will you stay by my side all the time?"

The girl who slept did not answer for a long time.

He squeezed her little nose punitively, and asked fiercely, "Will you stay by my side?"

At this time, the sleeping girl finally reacted a little. She opened her eyes dimly, and after seeing the man on her body, she opened her mouth, "Okay, always together... Always together, married."

The man's black eyes had disappeared. When he heard the word marriage, his black eyes became thicker, and an unspeakable mood suddenly surged into his heart.

No matter if this sentence is her dream or she is sincere, he will surely make this sentence a reality.

Leng Jui got up, hugged the girl at the sink and cleaned the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, the two came out of the bathroom.

The man put her on the bed carefully.

Despite the small movements, she woke up from a light sleep.

Qiao Yimo opened his eyes, and the intense discomfort in his body reminded them how fierce the battle was just now.

From nine o'clock in the evening to four o'clock in the morning.

Seven full hours.

More than seven times.

Gee!

Forbidden, men who desire for too long are even more hungry and thirsty than wild wolves.

"Hiss." Qiao Yimo sighed, and when he wanted to get up, he fell back into the bed.

The man walked in from outside with the ointment, seeing her weak, distressed and funny, and said, "Don't move."

Qiao Yimo glared at him.

Out of breath.

Why should she be tortured so that she is lying on the bed now, but why can he stand and laugh at her?

Isn’t there a stick? What's so great.

She was not angry, and deliberately said: "Leng Da is very physically strong and suitable to be a cowboy."

Leng tired: "........."

When the words fell, the standing man suddenly squinted his eyes, with a little danger and warning in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, took her out of the bed and put her on his lap, tuned, and smiled: "How does Momo feel about my skills?"

"It should be very comfortable, take it."

"Yeah." Qiao Yimo said weakly, "It's just so-so, it should be good to order a few times occasionally."

As soon as he said this, the man's handsome face was completely black.

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