Perhaps it was because Yan Xi’s residence was really secluded, and Wen Hang had been in the entertainment circles for many years so he had plenty of experience avoiding paparazzis. In short, no outsider knew that Wen Hang spent the night in Yan Xi’s house, and even Gong Yun Ting who was very well-informed didn’t know.
He thought that the only one who had “bad intentions” for Yan Xi was his so-called uncle. He even asked Yan Xi: “Did Gong Ding Chen still harass you recently?”
Yan Xi saw that he looked like a teenager with a first love who was showing a look of jealousy. She couldn’t help but to laugh. She applied lipstick on herself while saying: “In my eyes, he’s just a toy.”
She said it like it was no big deal, but in Gong Yun Ting’s eyes, she was only pretending to make it seem like a small thing. The more Yan Xi acted like this, the angrier and sadder he was. After seeing Yan Xi cap the lipstick back, Gong Yun Ting who was sitting on the long bench just now darted straight towards her. He lifted up Yan Xi’s delicate chin, then kissed her lips so viciously, making her lipstick that she’d just applied to be smeared everywhere.
“Aren’t you being overboard?” Yan Xi stretched out her hand to push him away. She then got up to the dressing table to get the cotton to wipe off the lipstick around her lips. Gong Yun Ting didn’t allow her, and forcefully heaved her soft and hourglass body to him. His hands trapped Yan Xi in front of the dressing table, then he lowered his head to kiss her messy red lips.
Undeniably, Gong Yun Ting’s kissing technique was very exceptional. He was also very absorbed in the kiss, after a while, Yan Xi was kissed by him till she panted hard. The underwear under her chiffon dress was also moistened by the crystal liquids that leaked out of her flower seam.
Making love was always a mutual thing between both sides. Yan Xi’s l*st was aro*sed by Gong Yun Ting. She raised her hand to wrap around his neck, while her other slender hand slid inside his bathrobe, slowly moving downwards… Her soft, boneless and tender palm touched the man’s sensitive test*cles lightly. After some rubbing and pinching, she grabbed his thickness to stroke it up and down, teasing him with quite skilful techniques.
“Do you want it?” It was her who wanted it, yet she asked Gong Yun Ting instead.
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Then he squeezed his fingers into the small hole to thrust and stir inside it.
Her small hole was wet and smooth. Gong Yun Ting’s motions become rougher. The rougher he was, Yan Xi who was pressed underneath him would moan even louder. However, Yan Xi’s mouth was blocked by Gong Yun Ting using his lips, so she could only let out moans that sounded like cries: “Wu wu… En… Wu… En En! En… Wu…!”
In between her legs, Gong Yun Ting’s fingers played with them till they were so sore and swollen. As much as Yan Xi tried to clamp her legs tightly together, the l*wd flower fluids still slid down her a*s crevice without stopping, wetting the wooden floor.
When Gong Yun Ting suddenly pulled out the three fingers that were stuffed inside her body, Yan Xi’s legs shuddered. Her hole entrance opened and closed, spitting out flower honey as it trembled, looking like it was still yearning for more.
But soon, Gong Yun Ting held his large c*ck and placed it at her wet hole entrance. He straightened his waist and filled up Yan Xi’s emptiness.
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