The Transmigrated Canon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist (427-560) (MTL)

487. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (61) (H)

Zhou Min was blinded by those beautiful fox eyes hidden in the darkness, and nodded bewitchingly.

"I'm telling you." Yan Shaokai's voice was low and a smile was drawn from the corners of his mouth. He grabbed Zhou Min's shoulders, pressed her strongly against the tree behind, bowed his head and kissed her, always tempting his red lips in front of his own eyes. , The flexible tongue violently opened her lips and teeth, hooked her dodging uvula, holding and sucking.

Zhou Min was shocked by Shao Kai's actions in front of her, although she wanted to seduce him, but they were not talking about this just now!

Physiological reaction, Zhou Min stretched out his hand to push the man in front of him, but unfortunately the strength difference was too far, Yan Shaokai turned a blind eye to her resistance, held her waist motionlessly, kissed intoxicated! Fingers wandered restlessly around her waist, teasing her sensitive body.

This sentimental voice is like an invitation to a man. When he chose clothes for Zhou Min who was in a coma in the stone cave, he chose the latter out of trousers and cotton dresses. Now I have to say that for the present He was extremely satisfied with the situation.

Yan Shaokai pulled up her legs under her long skirt and put her slender legs on her waist. Zhou Min's back was against the rough tree trunk. Yan Shaokai volleyed between him and the tree trunk. between.

The slender fingers and the generous palms supported her buttocks with one hand, so that her private parts, separated from her underwear, pressed against the bulge of her own pants.

With the other hand, he fumbled again from the hem of Zhou Min's clothes until he reached the chest. After pinching through the corset for a while, Yan Shaokai's fingers flexibly unlocked the front buttoned corset and released it. A pair of plump breasts.

A plump was picked up across the sweater, and Yan Shaokai's flexible tongue licked on the sweater. The white sweater was wetted with saliva, and a hard bulge was outlined.

"Um...ah, Yan Shaokai...no, ah..." Zhou Min's red and swollen mouth uttered a low moan and rejection, but his hands held Yan Shaokai's head and fingers buried in front of his chest. Inserting into his hair does not know whether it is a rejection or a closer stroke.

With his legs crossed behind his waist, from time to time, he used his private parts to rub the stiffness in front of him, seemingly unintentionally and deliberately.

Yan Shaokai was going crazy by this woman. Take off the sweater and throw it aside. There is a white silk shirt inside.

Yan Shaokai grabbed her shirt directly and slammed it hard. The shirt was torn and hung messily on her body. The white breasts were exposed to the air, and the two tender red cherries stood upright. In the cold wind, innocent tremors.

Zhou Min exclaimed and hugged his hands, shyly covering the exposed upper body, the torn clothing, the lovely woman, the blushing cheeks, and the timid eyes. Let men have a tyrannical feeling as a strong person.

Yan Shaokai glared red eyes, pulled up the long skirts all the way with his hands along the calves, and finally piled them all around the waist, and then supported Zhou Min's waist with one hand, causing her to lift her upper body involuntarily and lower her head to play with them. The red cherry tree is as hard as a stone.

The lower body began to have a rhythm, separated by the shelter of the two, and hit each other's privacy.

"Um... um... ah... ah..." Zhou Min groaned impatiently, the pleasure of being toyed on her chest, and the impact similar to sex under her body, made her stunned.

But for a short while, the lewd fluid flowing out of Zhou Min's body soaked through his underwear, slowly seeping out, and stuck to the front end of Yan Shaokai's pants.