066 “Beauty Food (High H)” Chapter 65

☆, 6. You are so wet, just like before

You bad guy!”Chu Ruoyang was so weak by his fingers that her honey juices surged endlessly. The desire in her body was aroused, but the other party made no further movements. She had no choice but to hold his neck and keep raising her buttocks to rub against his hands.

“Uh-huh…ahhh…hmm…” A small moan came out of her mouth. She bit her fingertips and looked at Darren with a pair of blurred tearful eyes.Behind her, the lewd scene made her shy, frightened, and trembling.But I haven’t seen my boyfriend for a long time, and the longing in my heart has long drowned out these.She could no longer care about the presence of anyone else, she just wanted Darren to quickly enter her body and then want her fiercely.

“Want it?” Dai Lun raised the glass and drank all the liquid in the glass. He held Chu Ruoyang’s head and fed the alcohol into her mouth. The stimulating taste of the wine spread between their lips and teeth, and they swallowed them. The two people’s lips and teeth were entangled, and the feeding of wine just now has evolved into robbing each other’s saliva and air.

Dai Lun pinched Chu Ruoyang’s passionate fleshy beads with his fingers and gently twisted them with his fingertips. The person on his body immediately trembled and opened his mouth to moan.He took advantage of the situation and sucked her tongue into his mouth, twisting it inch by inch.Her tongue was sucked until it was numb, and her saliva was secreted more abundantly. Before she could swallow it, it turned into silver threads and overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

The honey leaked out onto his hand, and Darren could even feel that his pants were wet.

“You’re so wet, just like before.”Letting go of her lips, Dai Lun whispered in Chu Ruoyang’s ear. Her thoughts were drawn back to the time when she was still in the police academy.

When they were impulsive and reckless teenagers, they had combined with each other in every corner of the school.The infirmary, bathroom, library, classroom, playground, grove, and even Darren’s dormitory all left traces of their desire.I don’t know what happened at that time, but as long as they were together, they would unconsciously want to be close to each other, become unconsciously erect, and become wet unconsciously.

Chu Ruoyang’s voice was very soft, like an oriole, especially pleasant to the ear.Every lunch break, her clear and gentle voice would be heard on the radio, causing the hormonal male students to immediately calm down and listen to her voice.

During a certain broadcast, the students all heard something unusual in her voice, as if she was crying.

It was not long after Chu Ruoyang met Dai Lun, who said he wanted to visit the studio and see her working, so she happily accepted.Dai Lun, tall and tall and wearing a uniform, stood beside her like a tall pine and cypress.He put one hand on the table and put the other in his pocket, watching Chu Ruoyang skillfully open the device and take out the manuscript.

The three-page manuscript is densely packed and must be read without interruption.When the pleasant voice sounded, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the other person’s pink lips that kept opening and closing.She wore peach-flavored lipstick, and her lips were glowing with bright water.As the sound of reading the manuscript began, the fragrance of lip gloss filled the air and invaded Darren’s nose.

Want to kiss her.This was the only thought in his mind at the time, and it slowly took over all his nerves.

He still remembered training with her, close combat, and they were rivals.The weather was not good that day and it rained heavily.

Their clothes were all wet and clinging to their bodies.He placed an elbow across her chest as he pushed her down to the mat, her soft body beneath the skin.

The rain was pouring down, and she lay on her back, barely able to open her eyes.He lowered his head, and his hat blocked the rain, allowing him to see her body clearly.He reacted, but the other party was unconscious and was still twisting under him, not wanting to admit defeat at all.