Wear cannon fodder as a villain to develop a plan

chapter87

Ling Xia lowered his head in shame and did not dare to look at the Imperial Extinction, his gaze inevitably fell on the place where the two were standing together at this time, and his face suddenly turned red and he quickly closed his eyes--only then did he not admit his own small one!

The place he was holding swelled up more and more, pulsating in the palm of his hand, and he could hardly hold it hot.

The frequency of breathing gradually synchronized with the movements of his hands, Ling Xia's thin chest rose and fell, and his water-stained lips involuntarily leaked out a few tiny moans |. He didn't want to admit that his actions now made him more excited than ever...

Yu Zhizhi's pupils widened as never before, almost sluggish, and his gaze was firmly glued to Ling Xia's face.

He never imagined that this person, who had always been calm and introverted in front of him, actually had such a warm side.

Those thin white legs were now placed apart on the sides of his body, Ling Xia's waist was unconsciously shaking forward because of the movement, and his beautiful eyebrows were stained with a layer of crimson color due to shame, with an indescribable taste of temptation.

The place that is carefully soothed by the other party is not only not satisfied, but it is getting higher and higher...

Yuzhijie couldn't help but sit up and wrap his arms around Ling Xia's waist, trapping him firmly under him like a wolf that threw down his prey, his voice hoarse to the point of dryness: "The first time you are on it, it will be easy to be injured... Next time we will try again.

Ling Xia opened his watery eyes in shock and saw the flames jumping in the eyes of the Imperial Being—the blazing heat almost made him shudder.

Seemingly, overdone?

Before he could say anything more, Miyuki couldn't wait to start acting.

He wanted to possess this man right away, to make every inch of his skin smell himself.

His hand lingered between Ling Xia's waist and abdomen and rubbed the delicate skin of the other party's already sweaty skin, but his lips contained a red bead on his chest, licking | with his tongue.

The tingling sensation in his chest rushed to his brain, Ling Xia couldn't help but emit a few single syllables, he quickly bit his lip, from the place where he didn't know the man could also hear the sense of |, he couldn't help but whisper, "Don't do this, Ah Jie..."

Maybe because of **, the voice of the exit had a soft nasal sound, which startled Ling Xia again.

Miyuki slowly raised his head and licked slowly on his chest with his soft tongue, "Isn't it comfortable?" The place that was licked was illuminated by the candlelight with a vague moist water, and the point on his chest became red and swollen, and Ling Xia's body couldn't help but tremble "Ah" and cried out, ashamedly eager to get into the quilt.

The corners of Yu Zhizhi's mouth couldn't help but rise, he liked to see Ling Xia because he showed this expression, that kind of clearly very happy but rather depressed look, let him can't help but want to make more, bullying him to make more beautiful sounds.

He slowly moved downwards, without hesitation, parting Ling Xia's legs, aiming at the place where a lot of mucus was already flowing from his erection, and licking it lightly with his tongue.

Ling Xia's body trembled, and he almost didn't faint after being stimulated by the repeated movements of the Imperial Family.

Miyuki frowned thoughtfully and licked the corner of his lips, "The taste is not very good."