When she let go, Yan Qi was about to break the rope. Although he liked the feeling, if he really died, if he died like this, she would not know what she would look like once she woke up. Moreover, this place is still a wasteland. He didn't dare to think about that kind of consequence, but when Ling Qingyu moved, he stopped his hand again, only slowly adjusted his breathing. When she took the knife back, he had already relieved half of his breath, but he was held by her like this Yan Qi was so anxiously worried by her, but Yan Qi enjoyed it very much. While calming down the flustered heartbeat, she brought the aggrieved heart in her arms and whispered: "Master..."

Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he felt his breathing ease. He heard him whisper and complained, "Why don't you make a sound?" As long as I shout, I will stop! Almost became a murderer!

"Not enough... Master... Not enough..." The hand hooked her neck, Yan Qi's eyes were filled with charm, and the grievances at the corners of her lips were even more deceptive, and her voice was euphemistic and hoarse, with a compelling sexy. Softly said: "Not enough...Yan Qi needs...the master...and..."

not enough……

Ling Qingyu watched him for a long time and was speechless, a trace of turbidity flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts were still in confusion, but his head was already hooked. Yan Qi secretly took a sip of wine in his mouth, hooked her head and kissed deeply. I went up and passed the wine over, the tongue ransacked in her mouth. After the wine was completely swallowed by her, she loosened her lips and watched her regain clear and bright eyes with playfulness. , Said: "Master...come again..."

As he said, the body was quite firm, and the brazen little guy brought a layer of dew, and nodded as if begging to her. Fingers stroked the crimson scar on his neck, Ling Qingyu blinked his eyes, lowered his head, and gently kissed the scar, licking it with his delicate and cute throat and it was hot. Ling Qingyu's hand gently held the little guy.

"Ah...Master..." Yan Qi's body was unconscious, but her hand was covered with her hand, and she whispered: "Don't be so fast...Master...not enough..."

Leaning him on the backpack, looking at the man who was panting and trembling slightly because of pleasure, but still spreading his legs, a slight strange seepage from the bottom of his heart, his palm pressed against his skin Up, rubbing it from top to bottom with a hot palm, Ling Qingyu smiled lightly and said: "Not enough? Then, Yan Qi, what do you want?"

"Master...you know..." Yan Qi's lips slowly bloomed with a dazzling smile as she looked at her clear eyes and the deep love and compassion in those eyes.

"Ah, don't you tell~ how do I know?" The hand stopped on his belly button, with evil intentions, Ling Qingyu picked up the tail and hummed softly, "Come on, lovely Yan Qi, say Come out, what do you want the master to do?"

"Tighten me... Master... Then... Then..." Rao Yan Qi's face was comparable to a city wall, and when she said this, she didn't feel a crimson color.

But it is even more tempting and delicious.

"Do you like me*you so much?" Ling Qingyu leaned over and pressed on him, as Ling Qingyu approached him, with a smirk on his face, asked.

"Like... what the master likes... Yan Qi likes..." Staring into her eyes, Yan Qi smiled at the corners of her lips, and said with a light but heavy voice: "As long as the master likes it, as long as you want to Yes, Yan Qi is willing to offer everything..."

"Yan Qi..." With a light sigh, Ling Qingyu gently kissed his lips and whispered: "If this is your wish, Yan Qi, I will make you feel good."

"Ah...Ah...Qingyu...Master..." The cry of excitement was rippling on the wasteland with the body's intense twitching and spasm. From a distance, the roar of the beast came. One after another, making the wasteland extremely lively.

With the blush of the sky, the morning light coated the wasteland with a brilliant light, the sound of water gurgling, and the sound of wind softly, it seems that the sound of flowers blooming can be heard.

Looking at the glow that gradually reflected the tent, Ling Qingyu blinked and looked down at the man lying in his arms.

The man fell asleep just right, with long dark hair draped over his body, half covering his mottled body, long eyelashes cast a thick shadow under the eyelids, and the lovely nostrils under the tall bridge of the nose. The heat exhaled from inside blew the long hair, and the fresh and **** thin lips that had been bitten by the forced repression curled up with a grin of contentment, and one hand held her soft ball gently, arching between her. The body between the legs twitched from time to time, causing the little guy still in the body to squirm a little or two.

Made her unable to sleep...

His body twitched again, and when Ling Qingyu's body shrank slightly, he looked at his tight buttocks. The sleek and beautiful lines, the firmness and whiteness of the skin, are really fascinating, and they are still opening and closing slightly. Where the blood is slowly bleeding...

Turning his head lightly, Ling Qingyu covered his nose, knowing that this guy drinking his own wine would be no good, but he didn't expect him to be so crazy, and it also triggered all the thoughts from her heart, even though it was. She was drunk, but she was so sane...

She roughly remembered what the two did last night...

It's... so crazy...

But looking at Yan Qi's fascinating and extremely excited expression, it did make her feel very good, so, as he twisted that beautiful body and kept tempting and begging, her bottom line was... It dissipates like dust... can only cater to him like losing his mind...

Almost...

Turning his gaze back again, looking at his red streak that was concealed by the hair, Ling Qingyu felt his heart palpitations and almost...

"Nothing..." The hand kneaded the meat ball slightly, Yan Qi's voice was weak but with a smile, and said: "I can save it, there will be nothing wrong, I will not make you sad... …"

"Yan Qi..." With a long sigh, Ling Qingyu's hand touched his back.

"I'm so happy..." Yan Qi raised her head, pushed her body up, leaned up a little, and kissed her lips lightly, and said: "Qingyu, I'm so cool, it's so cool..."

Thinking of what he said, Ling Qingyu blushed unconsciously, dodged for a while, and turned his head back in his smiling eyes, and whispered: "Me too..."

"Qingyu..." Yan Qi sucked her lips thinly, Yan Qi smiled, and the next hits, when Ling Qingyu's gasping sound got heavier, he whispered: "I love you, I Yan Qi ,only belongs to you……"

"Yan Qi..."

As the dawn thickens, the temperature on the wasteland slowly rises, and all kinds of life begin to vigorously grow, and the blossoming wild flowers bloom in the most primitive rhythm of life.