I don't know how long it took for Li to lie on Ning Zhiyuan's body soft and soft. The delicate face of her first taste made Ning Zhiyuan almost want to continue.

but fortunately, he stopped in time with a little sense. His beautiful face was buried in Li Jia's long and white neck, breathing heavily.

for a while, Ning Zhiyuan slowly came over, and his breath was a little more stable, so he took his hand out of Li's coat, held her waist, and rolled slightly. Li, who was lying on him just now, was lying under him again.

Ning Zhiyuan's strong arm is on both sides of Li...