A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Chapter 486 Self-restraint and propriety restoration, the voice-controlled professor is online datin

Zhuang Ninghe was overwhelmed by the satisfaction and throbbing in his heart. He put his arms around her waist, and held a free hand on the back of her head, letting her lean on his shoulder. Her breaths were all on her collarbone. .

Very warm embrace.

She was a little unaccustomed to the man's hot breath surrounding her, probably because she hadn't hugged someone for a long time. She raised her head and saw his slightly rolled Adam's apple in front of her.

"Don't move, hold me for a while longer."

He hugged Zhuang Ninghe but couldn't bear to let go. His voice was a little hoarse and he said, "Go back and get more clothes later."

"Okay." She chuckled, stretched her hand upward, and pressed her fingertips across his slightly parted lips.

Zhuang Ninghe's breathing tightened obviously, and he looked into her blurred and loving eyes, and was fascinated by them.

The moment her fingerprints touched and crushed against his lip lines, the flowing current aroused infinite ambiguity.

The temperature inside is hot and the lights are dim.

"Can I kiss Miss Lin?"

Afraid that she would be embarrassed, Zhuang Ninghe asked first.

In his sincere eyes, Lin Muqing took the initiative to hook his neck and licked his trembling thin lips.

"Milk-flavored. Did you drink milk just now?"

Girls are seductive without knowing it.

"Yes." With their foreheads touching, he gently raised his chin and kissed his moist red lips.

It was soft, elastic, icy, and seemed a little sweet. He didn't believe it, so he kissed it with restraint.

Sometimes an eager kiss will make the brain starve for oxygen, but a slow kiss will make your legs weak, and you don't know if the man will kiss you ferociously in the next second.

He will constantly speculate in his mind about his next move.

Lin Muqing blushed at the slow movements and her heart beat. The two of them came so close that they were almost face to face.

"Aning..." She gasped quickly, and Yu Jie's voice softened, destroying the man's sanity.

After looking at each other for a few seconds.

Zhuang Ninghe held the back of her head with his big hand, staggered the high bridge of her nose, and fit it perfectly.

"Kiss again."

The hot breath of the man's breath fell on her face, slowly and gently at first, gradually taking away the flavor of the milk she had just tasted.

She grasped the collar of his chest, picked out the folds, and stroked them.

Zhuang Ninghe was pressed by a cold hand on his heart, his soul trembled, and he gradually lost his mind.

The kiss changed from gentle to fierce, urgent, and wild, unlike him.

Zhuang Ninghe specializes in picking out sensitive nerves and making her indulge in them.

After 10 minutes, she was sweating and her down jacket was like a furnace.

Sweaty.

"Ah... Ning, I'm hot."

The lips are parted, and the slightest trace of retention is retained.

Zhuang Ninghe forced himself to calm down.

"Be good, wear some clothes when you are hot." He didn't forget that there should be a suspender nightgown underneath.

He directly supported her legs and stood up from the coffee table, holding the princess in his arms.

Why couldn't I hold it back just now? There's still a sweet taste in my mouth. It's so addictive.

Zhuang Ninghe locked her in the guest room and left.

"You can sleep here, or you can go back. I want to calm down and go back to my room first. Good night, honey."

Through the door panel, Lin Muqing heard that he was running away.

She looked back at the clean and tidy guest room, opened her down jacket, and lay down on the bed.

My head was dazed by being kissed, and it felt like a very different feeling.

Zhuang Ninghe was in his room, thinking that she was next door, and couldn't sleep at all.

She lingered at the door several times, she must have fallen asleep.

It's past twelve o'clock in the evening.

Zhuang Ninghe fell asleep.

Not surprisingly, I dreamed of her again.

After seeing the surroundings clearly, his confused eyes suddenly sobered up.

Why is it in his room?

The girl lay quietly on his bed.

And he was right next to him. Zhuang Ninghe was lying on his back and looked sideways at her, not daring to move at all.

I almost couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Lin Muqing half-squinted her eyes, saw him in a daze, stretched out her arms and hugged him like a large doll.

Her feet pressed against the side of his thigh intimately.

"Aning, hug me."

He put his arms around her shoulders and said, "The first time I dreamed about you was not your back."

There was a hint of doubt and satisfaction in the clear voice.

"What's the back view?" Lin Muqing suddenly realized that he seemed to have entered his dream again.

Ninety favorability points...

She raised her head in his arms, and her long black hair swept across Zhuang Ninghe's neck. The unreal and slightly itchy touch shocked him.

Did he sleepwalk into her bed?

"sorry."

Zhuang Ninghe sat up instantly, but suddenly her light body sat down in his belly, and her nightgown was rolled up on her knees.

"Sorry for what?"

He looked up, she looked down.

She chuckled charmingly, and the spring color on her shoulders was charming.

She leaned over and said in his ear: "Don't you want to dream about me?"

Zhuang Ninghe tightened the hand that was forced to hold on her waist, and his probing eyes fell on her.

"Little flower demon."

"Want to continue talking about the lines we just talked about with me?" She was about to laugh out loud at this piece of wood.

Zhuang Ninghe couldn't believe it, turned over and held her under him.

"What a real dream."