MTL - Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight-Chapter 54

The softness that lingered in her ears brushed her cheeks and landed on her lips. After a brief taste, Ning Qingwan rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately, her voice slightly hoarse, "Do you think I want to be here?"

Um? Is not it? The residual heat of being teased has not disappeared, Meng Xia stared at her with misty eyes, her eyes were a little red, like a bullied rabbit.

Ning Qingwan couldn't help but chuckled softly, "That means you're ready? Just go back to your room, right?"

Amidst her laughter, Meng Xia covered her face and turned her back to her. Her face was hot under her palm, and her ears were also hot, so embarrassed that she couldn't help herself.

The white and pink neck was hidden under the black hair, Ning Qingwan smiled and lifted her hair, rubbing her soft skin with the pads of her fingers.

"Don't you like it here?" Ning Qingwan lowered her head and placed a hot kiss on the back of Meng Xia's neck.

It is probably the indescribable mystery of the original novel. This body has many sensitive points. Previously, Ning Qingwan had penetrated almost all the sensitive parts of her body, and she could easily make her breathless.

Meng Xia stiffened her back, tilted her head impatiently, her voice trembling, "I like it...but..."

She looked up and lowered her head. The thousands of stars above the dome were shining with light. Under the bright stars, people felt like they were in an undisclosed night, especially when there were so many blooming flowers below. …like being out in the wild.

Following her movements, Ning Qingwan glanced at the top of her head and below her feet, and then the smile on her lips became stronger.

Ning Qingwan held her hand and stepped back, Meng Xia turned around and was led away by her in surprise. The ribbon that had just covered her eyes was wrapped around the hands of the two, and the end raised a beautiful arc in the air.

The heart is also rippling with the ribbon.

Walking to the middle, Ning Qingwan put her arms around her waist and led her to lean back together.

Without warning, Meng Xia's heart skipped a beat, and then it beat even more uncontrollably.

It was a built-in round bed, which was flush with the glass passage. If you didn't get close, you wouldn't notice it. Meng Xia's eyes were glued to Ning Qingwan's face, and she didn't notice the existence of the bed.

She was protected by Ning Qingwan in her arms and fell into the soft bed.

"I do want to be here, in the place I have prepared for you..."

The red lips moved, and the last three words were pressed very lightly and deeply, but Meng Xia could hear it more clearly.

"I want you."

In the elegant mint fragrance, Ning Qingwan's hoarse voice seemed to have some kind of magic that led her to sink into the unknown.

She saw the shining star river reflected in Ning Qingwan's eyes, and saw the flowers in full bloom. Thousands of stars and hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, all of which she prepared for her.

His face was unbearably hot, so hot that his heart was burning.

"I want to see you blooming more beautiful than a flower under me." Ning Qingwan rolled over and pressed her on the bed and locked her between her arms.

"Sister..." Meng Xia's eyes were dizzy, and she was so nervous that she was short of breath. Her heart went up and down with her breath, and her voice was soft and sweet.

Like a ripe sweet fruit, the whole body exudes a tempting smell.

All reason and restraint were defeated in this call. Ning Qingwan bit her lower lip, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she gently smoothed her messy long hair.

A gentle kiss fell on her forehead, eyes, and the bridge of her nose, hanging above her lips without falling, "Is it alright?"

Meng Xia could feel her forbearance and restraint. Many times, as long as she said no, Ning Qingwan would stop no matter how much she thought about it.

In fact, Ning Qingwan was not a very patient person, but she gave her all her tenderness and patience.

In the depths of love is stronger than wine, she wants to let herself indulge, and wants to give her everything she can give.

Meng Xia was ashamed to say it, she climbed on Ning Qingwan's shoulder, raised her head, and gave a soft kiss.

Fireworks exploded in her mind, and Ning Qingwan trembled indistinctly. She had this idea and did so, but getting a response was a different feeling.

Youthful and enthusiastic, it completely broke the string of her reason. She held Meng Xia's lips, sucking on the small lip beads, and rubbing her lips like they were dyed with rouge.

The tip of the tongue slipped in between the teeth, entangled in her, like a playful fish in the warm mouth, chasing after me.

The kiss became more and more intense, and the atmosphere became more and more hot.

The straps of the two's nightgowns were slowly pulled away, like blooming petals falling from their shoulders to both sides, spreading out under their bodies.

The starlight in the low-hanging night sky is cold, and the little white rabbit's skin is white to translucent, as delicate and smooth as suet jade.

Soft and boneless, it will always linger after the palm of your hand touches it.

No matter how many times you kiss, how many times you caress it will get addicted.

Ning Qingwan kissed the corner of her lips, her soft lips touching her chin.

Every inch is lit with sparks in every sensitive place. When dry wood encounters a raging fire, the meandering flames burn up, which is extremely scorching.

Meng Xia couldn't help shuddering. She seemed to be in a furnace.

"Tell me to stop."

When the scorching fire spread to the center of his legs, Meng Xia subconsciously refused as if he was being scalded.

Ning Qingwan froze for a while, comforting her with the gentlest tone.

The dense kiss seemed to fall like a spring rain. Meng Xia slowly let out a breath, and slowly released the hand that was holding her tightly.

Xu was afraid that she would suddenly try to quench the lead wire again. The ribbon that covered her eyes when she was watching the surprise had other uses. The sense of shame instantly hit her heart, making Meng Xia more sensitive.

Later, when she said in a soft crying voice, "Sister doesn't want anymore", Ning Qingwan didn't really stop.

On a hot summer day, the starry sky is in the air. Dessert-loving children got their favorite ice cream, tasted the most beloved and delicious dessert with great patience, and pushed aside the pink strawberry petals adorning the ice cream. The tip of the tongue licked the ice cream, licking the slow product lightly, the ice cream melted into soft water under the warmth, and the child slowly swallowed the melted ice cream into his mouth.

Above the headspace, the meteors dragging their soft and bright tails fell into the winding galaxy, the stars were dazzling and shining.

Meng Xia looked at the starry sky, mist gradually forming under her eyes, and the end of her eyes was dyed with crimson beauty. She bit her lower lip tightly, her throat didn't seem to be hers, and she couldn't suppress her voice.

"Be good, don't bear it." Ning Qingwan coaxed softly, "Baby's voice is very nice."

The musicians have dexterous fingers, twirling the strings lightly and slowly, making a nice sound.

In the cheerful music, the children who traveled in the autumn tour were naughty and excited when they encountered the gurgling stream. They dipped their fingers into the depths of the water with great interest, like swimming fish, lazily stirring up a pool of water.

The weather is not very good, it was still spring rain before, but now the wind and rain are torrential, which I have never felt before.

Meng Xia sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling weak and weak from the rain. Suddenly it rained. The voice could not be suppressed, and after all, it broke through the barrier out of control.

One after another, "sister", because of the de-stressing, it seemed to be softer and softer, and the voice was as soft as cotton candy melting in the mouth, and it was unbearably sweet.

"Baby." Ning Qingwan gently kissed the tears on her eyelashes, and she apologized in a soft whisper, "I'm sorry..."

She sincerely admits her mistake, but she is greedy for warmth and does not show any restraint at all.

The little white rabbit's eyes are red, and there is a feeling of fragility that people can't help but want to smash it and eat it.

"Sister..." As soon as she said it, she burst into tears, her voice choked to the point of hoarseness, "Slow down."

Meng Xia felt that his scalp was going numb, fireworks exploded in his head, and his consciousness dissipated with the splashing firelight.

In a trance, it is like playing at the seaside, but unknowingly goes to the sea. The waves of the sea came one after another. She could only hold her own safety wood ups and downs in the middle of the sea.

It can neither fully float to the surface nor sink to the bottom of the sea.

Floating up and down in the sea... The last wave swept in and completely annihilated her.

Meng Xia lay on the pillow weakly, without any strength. Too much joy turned into tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

The ribbons clenched in his hands were soaked in sweat and crumpled together.

With every heavy breath of Meng Xia, the shoulder blades on the snow-white back were like butterflies fluttering, and the cool fingertips were blowing like the wind.

It was cold and hot, Ning Qingwan hugged her from behind, clinging to her, looking at her small earlobe, she couldn't help but hug her, and murmured repressedly.

"Baby......"

It was soft against the back, the hot breath lingering in the ear, and it meandered down the earlobe, lighting the sultry fire all the way. Ning Qingwan's hoarse voice was like a switch, when it was pressed, water would flow.

Meng Xia bit her lip and her body trembled slightly. It wasn't until she couldn't help crying and couldn't speak in a hoarse voice that Ning Qingwan really stopped.

Consciousness is chaotic like floating in the clouds, Meng Xia is exhausted to the extreme, paralyzed into mud, soft and boneless by Ning Qingwan.

Her hair was soaked with sweat, sticky on her cheeks, and her eyes were even more charming and charming.

Ning Qingwan raised her sour arm and pushed back her sweaty hair. There were teardrops on her trembling eyelashes, and there were tears on her rosy cheeks.

She kissed the tears from the eyelashes, "Did it hurt you?"

When her love is strong, she will always be uncontrollable and wild, especially Meng Xia's soft and fragile appearance and soft and sweet voice, which will always make her lose control.

It's not painful, just sore. Meng Xia shook her head, hugged Ning Qingwan, and stared at her with misty eyes.

Ning Qingwan lowered her eyes and looked at herself in Meng Xia's eyes, looking at the tenderness in her eyes, she was about to melt into the tenderness of the girl.

I want to give her all the beauty in the world.

Ning Qingwan stared at her, wherever she was, she couldn't help kissing her eyes, the bridge of her nose, and her lips, describing her beloved girl with kisses, deeply in her heart.

"Baby, I love you."

Meng Xia wrapped her arms around Ning Qingwan's neck and responded to her kiss and her words, "I love you too."

The sweat was sticky and uncomfortable. The two went back to the house to take another shower. It was the first time they took a bath together. Meng Xia was tired and sleepy, like a baby being played with by Ning Qingwan.

Ning Qingwan washed her hands very carefully. When her hands reached a certain place, Meng Xia thought she wanted it again, so she raised her head in astonishment, with bright surprise in her watery eyes, "Sister...you, aren't you tired?"

There are ambiguous traces all over her body, and the stars are particularly eye-catching on the snow-white body. Ning Qingwan took the shower to wash her, and her eyes were dark and dark. Thinking of Meng Xia crying and begging for mercy just now, she felt deep in her heart. The fire was suppressed.

Ning Qingwan chuckled softly and reassured, "Be good, just wash."

Meng Xia breathed a sigh of relief, but this body was very sensitive, Ning Qingwan washed her, the fire went out, it went out, it was really unbearable.

"Baby, you are really sensitive..."

Meng Xia bit her lip, her ears and neck were all red, and she looked at her coquettishly with red eyes.

Then, what Ning Qingwan said was like a stream of water, and it would not count if it passed by.

She was extremely tired that night, her body was not as sore and soft as her own, Meng Xia had a rare temper, her hair was half blown and she was impatient. She just wanted to fall asleep on the soft bed.

She lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Ning Qingwan was helpless and funny, endured the pain in her arm, and dried her hair.

Finally, the hair dryer was turned off, the room fell silent, and the girl breathed softly and sweetly. Ning Qingwan leaned over and placed a light kiss on her pursed red lips.

"Kiss me goodnight, baby, goodnight."

The author has something to say: clear water, be pure, control yourself and don't think about it.