The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

Zhu Yi was stunned by Xie Ying’s voice and said, “You promised me that you can’t do anything else.” She agreed with him to help pick the burr because he kept his promise last time and performed well. Unexpectedly... But I didn't believe it, and bit my finger."

Xie Ying bullied her upper body: "What's wrong with biting my finger? I want to bite something else."

Zhu Yi was still thinking about what he meant. Her chin was pinched and lifted by the other party. Xie Ying's face was close at hand. He lowered his head and held her lips, bit twice, and licked again. , Zhu Yi's whole body froze, as if he had been subjected to a fixation technique.

Xie Ying's long eyelashes were lowered, he closed his eyes, and savored the softness of the two petals. The kiss was gentle and pious, making Zhu Yi feel that he is his treasure. Zhu Yi's mind was blank, falling into the mist in the clouds. While Xie Ying tightened her arms and embraced her, she closed her eyes.

Feeling Zhu Yi's acceptance, the gentle wind and drizzle that the man gave to the girl gradually became fierce. He wouldn't be satisfied with it, and it was inevitable to go further.

Xie Ying pressed her delicate lips, opened her teeth and broke into a piece of softness, chasing after the fragrant uvula and sucking, as if the long-thirsty person had found the source of water, and the warmth between his lips and tongue was completely exhausted. Strong and domineering.