C239 (1/2)

Yue Chanjuan curled up her body, trying to conceal the limitless glory she was feeling. However, how could she hide her hands?

The crabapple pear Gu grabbed Yue Chan Juan's hands and tied them to the top of her head, looking down at the beauty of this world.

Her beautiful hair fell down, and her jade-white skin, which was as black as the clouds, made one's heart beat even more.

His body bullied against the snow, his face seized the beauty of the wondrous flowers, his skin reflected the crystal lamp's ethereal light, emitting an alluring and charming luster.

A faintly discernible cold fragrance wafted about the room as Yue Chanjuan's breathing quickened.

She didn't dare open her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered, revealing the uneasiness in her heart.

His hands were tightly bound to the top of his head by the crabapple pear's powerful big hands. It was a humiliation, an endless humiliation.

The old man in front of her was old enough to be her father, or even her grandfather. An ancient aura faintly enveloped her. The smell of withered grass in the night. His body had already entered its twilight years, just like the withered grass in the plains.

She was fresh like a flower with dewdrops on it. She had bud ready to bloom, but she was destined to be under this old man in this endless night, suffering humiliation.

Unreconciled!

Not willing!

But he could not resist!

Lying obediently on the bed, the only thing she could do was to bear the pain!

Her hair was dark, her eyes were bright, her fingers were slender and delicate, and her eyebrows were like daisies. Black clouds at the temples, the crescent moon on the brow, muscle condensation and snow, the face against the morning glow. The shy red face, let the drunk hibiscus also lose all of the fragrance, make the eyes of the pear more intense.

The eyes of the crabapple pear congealed in darkness. She was the most beautiful snow lotus, the most beautiful flower in the world. On his skin that was as fragrant as a flower petal, there was the mark of his rough hand as he lightly slid past Yue Chan Juan's delicate body, not letting a single inch of it slip by.

With a deep and serene gaze, Yue Chanjuan tightly shut her eyes. The only thing that wavered in front of her eyes was Tuoba Fei's handsome figure.

Her silver teeth slightly clenched, and her delicate body trembled under the hands of the Pear Blossom Valley Elder. She wanted to refuse, wanted to escape, but she did not dare to make the slightest movement.

Why did he have such a feeling?

She had clearly been intimate with Tuoba Fei several times before, but now her body had such a reaction?

Why did she have this kind of throbbing and faint longing under this old man who disgusted her?

Why wasn't tonight him?

Tuoba Fei …

Yue Chan desperately called out Tuoba Fei's name from the bottom of her heart. She would rather lose her virginity than have this pure and innocent body. The most precious first time was Tuoba Fei's possession!

His hands were so strong that her hands could not move, so they could only be bound by him, at his command.