Yi Beihan stretched out his hand to pull her. Xia Yan glared at him and lay beside him.

Yi Beihan had no choice but to hug Xia Yan tightly, bury his head in her neck and suck hard to vent his anger.

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand, passed through his lower abdomen, and held his clone with trembling fingertips.

"Hmm..." Yi Beihan didn't expect that she would do this, and he immediately moaned happily.

Xia Yan swallowed his thumping throat and used the method he had taught him before, holding his lower body with both hands and moving it up and down.

Yi Beihan's black eyes gradually turned into a white mist. He kissed Xia Yan's body almost obsessively, creating a large lovely strawberry mark on her neck.

He led her fingers to touch the firmness of his lower body, and slowly started to move. His lips landed on her sensitive cochlea, and he blew hot air into it continuously...

Xia Yan held her hand, waved his hands, bit the little red bean on his chest, and nibbled it gently.

That should be right, she remembered that he liked her like this before...

"Well..." Yi Beihan gasped and moaned forgetfully. He knew that she was indeed exhausted today, so he restrained himself repeatedly.

But this didn't satisfy him at all. He really wanted to rush into her body and move like crazy...

"Baby, I really want to go in..." He looked at Xia Yan with bloodshot eyes, reached out to grab her towering white hair, and kneaded it into various shapes.

Xia Yan's cheeks were hot and she gasped softly. She also wanted to make him feel comfortable, but his health was not as good as before. She was really afraid of tiring him, and she was really tired. If it happened again, she would be afraid.

He died on the bed...

Yi Beihan lay on her chest dejectedly, kissing the white skin on her chest, rubbing his big hands back and forth on her thighs, looking like he was struggling on the edge of life and death.

Xia Yan waved his hands more vigorously, and his rhythmic hands occasionally swept over his sensitive areas. Yi Beihan went crazy and became even more excited.

After an unknown amount of time, the man groaned, growled, and ejaculated.

Xia Yan looked at the burning whiteness of his own hands, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

Yi Beihan chuckled, reached out and pulled some tissues from the bedside table, took her little hand, wiped it carefully, and then placed a loving kiss on the palm of her hand.

Ahhhh, I'm going crazy! I simply don't want to live anymore!

Xia Yan sobbed, lay down and covered her face with a pillow.

Yi Beihan knelt down, took out the pillow, held her face and kissed her heartily for a while.

"I'll take you to take a bath!"

Xia Yan nodded, biting her lip tightly, too shy to look into his eyes.

Yi Beihan felt extremely satisfied. He picked up Xia Yan with his big hands and entered the bathroom.

He put on the hot water and carried Xia Yan into the bathtub. In the name of taking a bath, he kneaded Xia Yan everywhere to take advantage of her.

Knowing that Xia Yan was exhausted, he didn't push any further. He just kneaded and kneaded all the places he could see before he stopped.

When the hour-long "battle bath" was finally finished, Xia Yan's face was flushed and he was panting from exhaustion.

Yi Beihan smiled evilly, wiped their bodies dry with the towel, then took Xia Yan out of the bathroom and put him on the bed.

He picked up Xia Yan's body and lay on top of him, reaching out to turn off the bedside lamp with a satisfied look on his face.

Xia Yan couldn't open her eyes for a long time, and she made a slight breathing sound as soon as she lay down.

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