Chapter 137: Flop or not (23)

The moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkling, the screen windows were lifted by the breeze, and a few rays of light came in and shone on them.
Ling Chuxia's heart beats extremely fast, and her palms were all sweaty. Although she threw impulsively for a while, her heart was completely bottomless, so although her lips were kissed by Shi Che, in fact , Just pressed against his lips, and even her lips trembled.
Ling Chuxia suddenly kissed him, which was completely unexpected to Shi Che. Such soft lips were suddenly pressed, and the faint fragrance on her body instantly lingered on the end of his nose, with slender arms surrounding him. At him, her body was trembling a bit because of tension, and her nightdress was already a bit messy because of the tumbling of her sleep just now. Her soft and white were slightly naked-half exposed. Under the moonlight, she was extremely confusing.
The desire-wang that had been suppressed by him was instantly awakened. Two clusters of flames burned extremely quickly in his black eyes. The hand that was supposed to push away Ling Chuxia stopped like this, even... unconsciously Hold her again.
The soft body, faintly fragrant, bewildered Shi Che little by little, and he seemed to have fallen into a dream. The hand he held Ling Chuxia became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to integrate Ling Chuxia's whole person. In his flesh and blood.
Ling Chuxia was hugged in a bit of pain, and he snorted unconsciously. Shi Che's black eyes flickered. He still held her tightly, but the strength of his hand was loosened. Then, he slightly opened his lips and held it. Ling Chuxia's lips turned and kissed Ling Chuxia.
His movements were unexpectedly gentle, not as raging as before, nor as malicious as before, but with the ultimate lingering, tempting and tempting her little by little, gently provoking her with the tip of his tongue. Lips, breaking in, gently leaving marks in every place, even curling up her lilac uvula, sucking-sucking carefully.
That kind of attitude is like treating her most beloved woman.
Ling Chuxia's misty eyes were stained with trance and inconceivability. Shi Che hasn't kissed her like this for a long time. It seems that he was so lingering when he was newly married. Later, whenever he kissed her, he would bite and tear viciously, without any pity, only angry. Catharsis.
Ling Chuxia was in a trance, as if she had really returned to her wedding.
Ling Chuxia's eyes gradually blurred, and she felt Shi Che's kiss move to her neck, felt his big hands walking around her body, every inch of her skin could feel his gentle touch, making people's heart soft involuntarily .
But when Che took off her nightdress and pulled down her last barrier, her body was still shaking reflexively.