Chapter 1187 What to Do? I Love You so Much

He looked in good spirits, with a satisfied smile on his lips and eyes.

Maupassant curled his lips wantonly: "How can you be tired when you have eaten and drank enough?"

"What kind of creature?" Huang Ling was speechless.

It's not fair, he is the one who moves, and she is the one who enjoys it. Why is she so tired, but he becomes more and more courageous as he fights?

Is he...a beast?

"I love your anger." Maupassant took a bite on her red and swollen lips, his voice was low and seductive, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry..." After being tortured like this by him, it would be strange not to be hungry.

"Cooking noodles for you?" Maupassant raised his eyebrows.

"Okay." Huang Ling nodded.

"I'll go cook the noodles, you take a rest." Maupassant let go of her and stood up.

"Okay." Huang Ling nodded again.

Maupassant left the bedroom, and Huang Ling seemed to be free, lying on the bed in a big shape.

Spread your limbs and sleep like this, it’s comfortable!

She looked at the luxurious crystal lamp on the ceiling, and the picture in her mind was like playing a movie.

Maupassant's figure, naked figure, contented handsome face, evil smile...

And the expression on her body kept appearing in her mind.

He is great!

A hint of shyness appeared on Huang Ling's face.

Every time she thought of him taking her to the top of the mountain, her heart would throb violently and her heartbeat would skip half a beat.

She could withstand his prowess, and he was satisfied when she took the initiative.

On the bed, Maupassant was really like an animal, kissing her all over her body, even there——

Huang Ling's fingers moved there gently.

The feeling when he kissed her here was the most wonderful.

She actually——

Feelings of like and greed.

Feel that feeling now, here... there's a feeling.

Suddenly I really want to...

"Oh, oh, oh!" Huang Ling covered her face with her hands: "It's evil, it's evil, I've become an evil woman."

I was so tired that I was still thinking about that thing.

"Woo..." She turned over and hugged Maupassant's pillow. His scent was on the pillow, and it smelled so good.

She sucked hard, as if she was addicted and could finally take a sip. She looked so satisfied that she deserved a beating!

"Momo, your smell is addictive to me." Huang Ling hugged the pillow tightly, "What should I do? I love you so much."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Momo, why do you look better and better? Even your brother is so handsome, hahaha..."

Huang Ling talked to herself, burying her face in the pillow from time to time and laughing happily.

"Evil is evil. Evil women will only perform well in bed, so that they can make men fascinated, hahaha..."

Maupassant came in wearing only a bath towel and saw her burying her face in the pillow, talking and laughing, with a soft smile in her deep eyes.

He stepped forward and pulled her up.

Huang Ling was naked and was pulled up by him. The beauty of her breasts was displayed in front of Maupassant's eyes.

The breasts without underwear are still so firm and round, and the top part is so pink that it is mouth-watering.

Maupassant's throat tightened, and he had the urge to lean over and take the bud in his mouth.

Huang Ling raised her head and saw his sexy Adam's apple moving up and down.

Huang Ling climbed up and stood up. Maupassant put his arms around her waist. She brought her mouth up and bit his Adam's apple.

Not heavy, but with a hint of pain.

This pain instantly aroused Maupassant's jade fire, causing the blood in his body to boil and flow backwards.

Huang Ling felt him tremble for a while, and asked with a smile: "Do you like me like this?"