Chapter 179 Chapter 37 Passionate Night

On the TV, there was a sex scene, the classic sex scene between Xu Jinglei and Huang Stanley kept flashing, broad shoulders, strong muscles, brown chest, Huang Stanley on the TV strongly showed off the capital of a man, his muscles were stretched again and again Challenging Conan Doyle's physical limit. She was short of breath, phantoms appeared in front of her eyes one by one, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and her body felt like it was burning.She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she unconsciously groped her body with her hands. But the moment her palms touched her body, she was so passionate that every cell in her skin was activated, releasing the unique charm of a woman.

Although she was strong-willed, the passionate scenes were still playing in her mind, making her unable to control her emotions. "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?" Conan Doyle, who realized the flame of desire burning in his body, became anxious, and even tears were almost forced out: "What's wrong with me? Why is it so uncomfortable?" She walked slowly to the mirror, her face turned red from panting, and her delicate skin was also red, as if all the blood had poured onto her skin. what! There was a delicate panting sound, and she fell to the ground short of breath.Just now, her fingers accidentally touched the sensitive area, but she fell to the ground in excitement.squeak.

The door opened, and Yin Hui walked in with a lot of things in his hands. Seeing Conan Doyle fell to the ground, he hurriedly threw the things in his hand on the table, and was about to help Conan Doyle. But at the moment when his hands touched Conan Doyle.She even groaned in pain. That god's invisibility sounded so delicate, with strong panting, it sounded like the voice of a girl on the bed. Yin Hui's heart felt itchy, but he still suppressed the strong desire in his heart, hugged her in his arms, and prepared to put her on the bed. But Yin Hui's strong chest was pressed against Conan Doyle's body, which made Conan Doyle unbearable, and even hugged him fanatically, his lips lingered on his lips, and kissed the marks one by one.

Yin Hui was stunned, he remembered a ridiculous title: I had a room with my female boss that night. He grabbed Conan Doyle's arm with his strong hands, put her gently on the bed, and almost shouted: "Conan Doyle, wake up, even if you drink some wine, you must maintain a clear will! You That's what we were taught." Conan Doyle raised his intoxicated eyes, and was stimulated by Yin Hui's words, and regained a trace of reason: "Yin Hui, I... I was... drugged." The strong panting sound carried the unique milky fragrance of women, and Yin Hui was also intoxicated by it.Especially when he was panting, Conan Doyle's two soft peaks rubbed against his chest, making him unable to extricate himself.

"What? Drugged!" He almost jumped up, jumping more than three feet: "Who the hell is that bastard? I must kill him!" After finishing speaking, I will go out to take revenge.What he hates the most are guys who play such despicable methods. "Yin Hui, don't leave me, don't leave me." Conan Doyle got up from the bed and stretched out his hands to grab Yin Hui, but he didn't expect to catch Yin Hui, and his body fell off the bed. "Conan Doyle." Yin Hui hurriedly helped Conan Doyle up, and held her in his arms again, a little at a loss, he didn't know what to do.

"Don't leave me. Don't leave me." Words that seemed to be in a dream came out of her mouth, panting continuously. "I won't leave you, don't worry, I won't leave you." Yin Hui also forgot everything, as if he belonged to Conan Doyle tonight, and he didn't even care about the world. "Yin Hui, hold me tight, hold me tight." The medicine began to take effect, and Conan Doyle's whole body was hot, and the strong medicine effect made Conan Doyle unconscious, and he collapsed in Yin Hui's arms. Seeing Conan Doyle in revealing clothes, Yin Hui's body also reacted, his face was blushing, and the place that was unconsciously congested just touched Conan Doyle's body.

He moved back in embarrassment, panting heavily for a long time before he managed to recover. Conan Doyle was sleeping in his arms like a bunny.Be as good as a baby.The heating was turned off at some point, and the room started to get cold.But the temperature on Conan Doyle's body still persisted, as if he was having a high fever. "Conan Doyle, Conan Doyle? Wake up!" Yin Hui, who was afraid that Conan Doyle would be in poor health due to the strong medicine, called her softly, wanting to wake her up. Finally, Conan Doyle's weak eyelids finally lifted up, the reddish eyes under the eyelids worried Yin Hui, he helped her up, observed carefully for a long time, and sighed: "Conan Doyle, let's go to the hospital. your eyes……"

Conan Doyle fell back into Yin Hui's arms in fear: "Don't go, don't go. Then I will be notorious." Yin Hui sighed. Although their identities are very concealed, the hospital's surveillance cameras are directly connected to the network system of the National Security Bureau. If they go to the hospital, they will definitely be recognized by the surveillance system. When the time comes, as long as the headquarters calls out the hospital's files, Conan Road will definitely be found. The vicious incident at the bar. Conan Doyle has always been a law-abiding and good citizen, and he is a good seed that the headquarters pays more attention to cultivating. If this matter gets out, it can be said to be a fatal blow to her career.

Giving up this idea, Yin Hui had no choice but to hold Conan Doyle in his arms again. But Conan Doyle was fascinated by the masculine breath emanating from him. It was only at this time that the strong medicinal effect began to gradually spread to her heart. Her whole body was extremely soft, as if there were little ants crawling around on her body. Thousands of degrees of heat were burning inside her body, making her feel so soft. He kept moving his body, and said in a sleepy voice: "It's so hot, it's so hot." Unconsciously, he took off his clothes with both hands. Even a strong man can't stop this kind of strong medicine when it exerts its power, let alone Conan Doyle.

In order to keep herself the last bit of sanity, she secretly bit her arm with her hand, trying to regain her sanity.But it was obvious that this was not realistic at all, the strong medicinal properties were beyond what he could have imagined. Yin Hui felt abnormal, turned his head quickly, and saw that Conan Doyle was biting his arm, and a tooth mark on the arm protruded blood. He dodged his arm distressedly, wiped the saliva on it, and scolded distressedly: "Why are you so stupid!" After searching through the plastic bag, he finally took out the medical tape and tied it on her arm. for a few laps.

Conan Doyle's arm was still taking off his clothes, and the only remaining layer of clothes was quickly torn off by him, and the exposed skin emitted a strong light that shone in Yin Hui's eyes. The looming skin adds to Conan Doyle's allure. Originally, Yin Hui and Conan Doyle were together, breathing the medicinal properties emanating from her mouth, and there was some reaction, plus the strong force emanating from each of the foreign beauties The temptation made him feel at a loss, not knowing what to do. "Yin Hui, save me, save me." Conan Doyle leaned forward in a daze, put his body on Yin Hui's arm, and hugged him tightly, panting infected Yin Hui, attacking his resistance force. "We..." Yin Hui just wanted to say something, but a soft thing blocked his lips, and the smooth and sweet liquid filled his mouth. He sucked it very much, and the last trace of reason was completely expelled. A person who loses resistance is usually completely manipulated by the other party. Finally, Conan Doyle's initiative gave Yin Hui endless courage. He turned into a beast and held her in his arms. Her delicate body struggled in his broad chest, but she still couldn't get out of Yin Hui's arms. break free. The medicinal properties became stronger and stronger, and the small room in the hotel was filled with Conan Doyle's panting sounds. Yin Hui's beast-like body bumped into Conan Doyle time and time again, and the painful moan seemed to encourage him and give him a boost. Refueling. In this world, it seems that only Conan Doyle's heavy panting and moaning and the creaking sound of some old wooden beds are left. Two snake-like bodies rolling around, the scene is hot, I guarantee it, a hundred times sexier than any rip-off you've seen. All kinds of noisy sounds from the crowd who went to work in the morning came in through the half-drawn curtains. Conan Doyle subconsciously touched his feverish forehead with his hand, and unexpectedly touched a warm object with his hand. After opening his eyes and staring intently for a long time, his face flushed with embarrassment. Something that hadn't even appeared in her fantasies was now firmly in her hands.Her head was in severe pain, but she still used her brain cells to recall what happened last night, until the hot scenes jumped in her mind, her blushing face became even redder, and she grabbed a handful at the side, Finally grabbed his own clothes, hurriedly broke free from Yin Hui's strong embrace, and quickly put on the clothes. It may be that Yin Hui's body was overdrawn by labor yesterday, so all his actions did not wake Yin Hui up.Seeing him sleeping sweetly with his eyes closed, Conan Doyle's heart skipped a beat.