Turning over and sitting on Qi Yi, the young master quickly pinched the hem of the clothes with his hands crossed and pulled them up. The T-shirt on his body was peeled off by him, revealing his white and tender skin.

Cheng Zui was originally white, but his cold white skin seemed to be coated with a layer of velvet under the light of the ceiling lamp, and Qi Yi's Adam's apple immediately rolled up and down.

The young master picked up Qi Yi's chin, bent down and licked his neck, causing the people under him to tremble slightly, then opened his mouth to show his fangs, and bit down on the position he knew so well.

The moment the fangs pierced the skin, both of them groaned.

When the blood poured into his mouth, Cheng Zui clearly felt Qi Yi's reaction. He licked his fangs with the tip of his tongue, and the unswallowed blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. Coupled with the young master's red eyes, he was extremely eager.

Qi Yi's breathing became heavier, he turned over and kicked him.

Cheng Zui put his hands on Uncle Qi's chest, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, uncle, the night is still long."

The secret and restrained panting came out from the window, blowing into the air with the wind, the stars blushed, and plunged into the clouds, the moonlight was like a thin layer of tulle, covering the desire She was too shy to say so.

The world is so big, how lucky to meet a person who can spend the rest of his life.

With a probability of one in billions, he met.

He held it too.

He holds the best and best person in this world.

I will never let go again.

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