Chapter 845 Wonderful Arc

Wang Zheng also lifted the quilt and sat in, and also rubbed Song Ziye's smooth milk-like thigh.

Song Ziye's body trembled slightly, and her body tilted over and gently leaned her head against Wang Zheng's chest to warm herself.

At this moment, only this man is her support.

In the first 30 years of life, Song Ziye has always felt that she is a tough woman who can carry everything alone. She doesn't need anyone's help or other people's care. Even if she is tired, she will be relieved when she lies down and wakes up.

But after meeting Wang Zheng, this feeling completely changed. Song Ziye also suddenly found that he needed a warm shoulder and a hot chest that could support himself.

At this moment, holding this man, Song Ziye felt that his mind was completely quiet, and everything that happened during the day disappeared, but only the sense of security brought by the man around him.

Being able to hold the man you like on a cold winter night, nestled in a warm and comfortable big **, and forget all the unhappiness is the simplest happiness. In today's declining society, this simplest happiness is often ignored, thus becoming extremely luxurious and rare.

Wang Zheng also stretched out his hand and tightly grabbed Song Ziye's slender waist. Although he was in close contact with a flower in the former capital, he had to admit that Wang Zheng really had no impulse at this time and had no reaction somewhere. He just wanted to hug Song Ziye and give the injured woman a A little comfort.

However, at this time, Song Ziye suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng's eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes, which was full of relief and sadness. She said softly, "No matter what life brings us, we have to adjust our mentality, forget those unhappiness and enjoy the happiness of the moment, don't we?"

"Enjoy the happiness of the present?" Wang Zheng thought that Song Ziye had become optimistic: "Have you finally figured it out?"

"Yes, what should come will always come, and those who should go will never be kept. Starfish has done this to me, so I shouldn't have a little nostalgia, just as if I don't have her sister."

Song Ziye held Wang Zheng's face and his eyes were soft and warm: "Wang Zheng, thank you, thank you for being by my side."

Wang Zheng pinched Song Ziye's face: "What's the matter? It looks so raw. If you really want to express your gratitude, just make a promise."

"I think so too."

After Song Ziye finished speaking, he directly lifted the quilt, sat on Wang Zheng, held Wang Zheng's head in both hands, and kissed his hot and soft lips!

Wang Da killer, who has always been active, was completely passive at this time. He was held tightly by Song Ziye, and the other party's dexterous and moist tongue reached into his mouth and asked for it wantonly!

And Song Ziye's fat buttocks are in close contact with Wang Zheng somewhere. With her movements inadvertently rubbing, this is undoubtedly fatal for Wang Zheng**.

Song Ziye's warm kiss is more like a vent.

"Wait, is the role reversed?" Wang Zheng was held by Song Ziye like this and felt something was wrong. Why was he passive?

So, Wang Zheng pulled his hands, and Song Ziye's bath towel wrapped around his body was pulled away, revealing his extremely hot figure! The trembling white rabbit is trembling gently, right in front of Wang Zheng's eyes!

At this time, Song Ziye was only wearing a narrow purple underwear, and the infinite beauty rippled at this time, overflowing the whole room!

Song Ziye's neck is snow-white, slightly red, and his eyes are blurred and hot! Full of endless**!

Wang Zheng raised Song Ziye's beautiful buttocks with his hands. As soon as he lowered his head, he held the little red that was beating on the big white rabbit!

Song Ziye showed no weakness. Tonight, she was much more active than usual. She also held Wang Zheng's head and squeezed it to her chest, as if to stuff all the softness of her chest into Wang Zheng's mouth.

However, these two peaks are so high that Wang Zheng's mouth can't hold them no matter how hard he tries. When Wang Zheng's teeth left teeth marks on the snow-white hemisphere, Song Ziye's body also trembled violently!

The room is full of heavy gasps of two people!

Although Wang Zheng's mouth was working hard, his hands were also not weak. He kneaded and squeezed freely in the fat place, and red fingerprints appeared on Song Ziye's buttocks.

Song Ziye only felt that she was going to be melted by Wang Zheng's temperature at this time. That pair of big hands had made her wet from the inside out. The narrow thin purple underwear could have been twisted out of water for a long time! The mysterious area of fragrant grass is already a piece of mud! Maybe as long as you take a light look, you can go into it!

If Wang's killer can't take the initiative at this time, he will be too sorry for the title of "man".

Wang Zheng straightened up and pressed Song Ziye directly under his body. He reached out and held the peak that could not be wrapped by one hand. The other hand stretched down and rudely pulled off the last piece of cloth on Song Ziye's body!

Wang Zheng's big hand stroked the mysterious area of Song Ziye, involving the shiny silk thread. At this time, Song Ziye's body was also violently trembling, and his mouth made an uncontrollable sound!

"Wang Zheng, give it to me, give it to me quickly." Song Ziye's legs split open, grabbed Wang Zheng's place, and began to lead the way.

"Wait a minute."

Just don't do it. Now that you start to do it, you have to do the "best".

Wang Zheng held Song Ziye's thigh with his hand, bent down and buried his head in the fragrant grassland that countless people yearned for!

Feeling that Wang Zheng's tongue entered her body, Song Ziye was extremely shy. Although it was not the first time, she still instinctively wanted to push Wang Zheng away.

But at this time, her body could not be told by her! A wave of strong tide-like pleasure surged out of the depths of her body, leaving her whole body annihilated! Song Ziye's body trembled more, and at the same time, the place became more slippery!

Wang Zheng finally stopped waiting. As soon as he straightened up, the long gun sank into the saint's land, and Song Ziye instinctively shouted with satisfaction.

This time, Song Ziye was very active. She did not wait for Wang Zheng's sprint as before, but struggled to cater to him. She even pressed Wang Zheng under her body and did the squatting action. The two big white rabbits trembled violently and drew a line in front of Wang Zheng's eyes. Another wonderful arc!