Chapter 10

Don't worry, the future is long.Feng Yin hugged Yan Zhi's soft waist and deliberately bit the accent on the word "Ri".

The party was held very successfully, but because the whole show was wearing high heels, standing or walking, Yan Zhi was so tired that she collapsed on the bed after washing up, saying that she was halfway up and sitting, and that she really wanted to rest.

Feng Yin lay sideways beside Yan Zhi, holding his head, smiling as if he was smiling, Yan Zhi felt guilty, hugged the pillow and looked at him innocently.

Feng Yin sighed, stood up, and ordered: Lean on.

Eh?Is it because I want to go back?Yan Zhi threw away the pillow and covered her little butt with both hands.no.

Feng Yin simply started to turn her over and patted her on the butt. What are you thinking? Go to bed, don’t mess with you.

Yan Zhi held a heart and felt the gentle pressing on her calf and ankles, gradually relaxing, making a comfortable sigh, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The innocent and forgetful little fox thought before he fell asleep, he was wrongly blamed him. How could such a gentle and good person be a villain?

When he woke up again, Yan Zhi's eyes were dark. He found that his limbs were tied and hung in large characters. He didn't know where his clothes had gone, and he was exposed to the air.

This position is too shameful!

I couldn't help but screaming, and I heard the familiar voice of her, Good morning, my eldest lady.

Feng Yin held a glass of red wine in his hand, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing appropriate pajamas, and the sun shone on his hair, like a lazy and charming noble man.

But Yanzhi can't see it.

Second uncle, let me go.

Feng Yin put down his wine glass, walked to the bed, knelt on one knee and half-squatted down, shush~

His hands touched Yan Zhi's white arms and his fingers slid across his nipples, reaching his flat belly and smooth thighs...

Yan Zhi felt Feng Yin's hand wandering on her body. His cold fingertips seemed to be carrying fire, and every inch of his skin became burning.

He stopped at her ankles, with the contrast of jade-like skin and bright red ribbons.Feng Yin looked at it for a while and let go of his hand.

Yan Zhi was covered in black velvet cloth in front of her eyes. She couldn't hear Feng Yin's words or felt his touch, which made her very scared.

Second Uncle, Second Uncle, where are you?

There was a rustling sound of friction between the materials of the dress, and then half of the bed was smoldered. Feng Yin's breath was gently sprayed on her neck with the fragrance of red wine. Don't be afraid, I'm here.

I don't like this.Yan Zhi begged softly.

Really?

Before Yan Zhi could answer, she felt a numbness and itchyness coming from her lower body, and there was a sense of dampness between her legs. She unconsciously wanted to put her legs together, but she couldn't because she was tied.

Well...ha...

Feng Yin laughed silently, why did you get wet before you even started? That’s the point of making a comeback.

Don't...don't do it there.Yan Zhi had his first history of human affairs, and his body was sensitive. Now his eyes were covered and his senses were even magnified.

I don't want to touch me, tell me.He continued to use the soft tiny fluff at the top of his feather to scratch Yan Zhi's vagina and the small flesh beads on it.

Her legs were wide open, and she could see it at a glance. Her tender flower hole contracted due to tension, and the flower beads trembled slightly, wanting to hide in.

Say it out, I won't do it.

Ah... With the numbness of comfort and discomfort, Yan Zhi couldn't say a complete sentence, and her face turned flushed.

Finally, the annoying and itchy thing that didn't know was no longer tormenting her. Yan Zhi had just breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took a breath of cold air. An indescribable pleasure swept across her body from her lower body. Her hands tightly grasped the strips of cloth tied toes, and her pearl-like round and small toes curled up into a ball.

This feeling is too sensitive and too strong, he is using his mouth!He actually used his mouth!

Feng... Feng Yin, no... Ah... Want...

Feng Yin raised his head, right?Or do you want it?I want to listen to the truth.

Yan Zhi bit her lip, and she wanted to... her voice was as low as a mosquito.

He bent the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, lowered his head to approach the flower hole, and continued to suck and lick the pink hole. Honey liquid kept gushing out of the hole. Feng Yin's tongue flexibly entered and exited her sensitive hole, rolled up the flower hole hidden in it, licked and bite it.

Yan Zhi, who was blindfolded, felt that the blood in her body was rushing to that place, only there was alive, and waves of pleasure drowned her...

She felt that she had been thrown into the sky, and she didn't know when it landed. When she came to her senses, she saw Feng Yin lifting her blindfolded cloth and rubbing the corner of her mouth.

He lowered his head and returned to her lips, kissing her with a focused and gentle kiss.

When they parted, Yan Zhi asked in a daze: Is it over?She thought Feng Yin was going to untie her.

Finish?It's just the beginning, it's still early.