MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress-Chapter 1520 Reject me, you have to accept punishment

"Hahahaha ..." The Wen Xinya self-compliance, the feeling of shame and indignity, pleased Si Yichen, he couldn't help laughing, the clear voice, strangely nice, like the sound played by Guqin, there was a kind of loose Long and profound charm.

Si Yizhen rarely had such an open laugh, and Shen Yun's quaint voice stirred the eardrums, as if knocking on the apex of his heart, so that the Wen Xinya heart would tremble with it, and he felt more and more contented.

However, her mind had not yet been put into action. Si Bianyi had seen through her heart, and her body collapsed instantly, pressing her half under her, and confining her whole body between her chest and the big bed.

At this point, Warm and Ya was more or less guilty and somewhat annoyed, and couldn't help pushing him: "You ... let me go!"

Thinking of the stupid things she had done before, Wen Xinya couldn't help but feel a little timid and didn't know how to face him.

Si Yiqiang held her hands firmly on top of her head: "Baby, you have rejected me too many times today, do you think ... I will give you another chance to reject me?"

His tone is very slow, but his tone is heavy and heavy. The words are round, chewing characters, one word, one word spit out, with fierceness, and hardness, giving a dangerous feeling.

The Wen Xinya breathing instantly worsened, and my chest was slightly suffocated. I subconsciously earned my hand that was trapped above my head, and my mouth was dry and agitated, and my voice was low: "You hurt me!"

She softened her tone, her tender and soft voice, her soft tone, her sweet and greasy tone, and her long ending with her sweet taste, she showed her weak posture vividly and camouflaged herself. Half point threatening.

Si Yizhen gently picked up the white-purple striped tie beside the bed, and dark light surged in her long and beautiful eyes: "Baby, this is what you asked for."

She asked for--

On his birthday, she was shown her luxuriant, white and seductive temptations, arranged a romantic show, a surprise birthday program, and gave him such a birthday gift, full of fun, suggesting the ultimate desire.

The **** that made him boil in his heart was suppressed again and again, like a rising tide, a desire to flow, and when the time came, it was like a row of mountains and the sea, bursting out, burning and flowing!

The purple and white tie in his hand was still she went to the CC store to pick for Si Yi. When Si Yizhen went out today, she was also a little wife, tied on his toes, and personally tied him. She I still remember that when Si Yizheng tied this collar, there was a kind of invaluable, strong atmosphere, which once made her impressed.

However, at this time, looking at his sharp bone-like, jade-like fingers and gently picking her tie, she couldn't help panic: "Si Yizhen, I was wrong, am I wrong? Is it okay?"

His eyes were red, with tears of Yingying, his voice consciously cried, and his pitiful appearance was arousing love.

"It's late! If you reject me, you will be punished." After he said that, he let go of the hand holding Wen Ya's wrist, but before Wen Ya's response, the tie had been wrapped around her wrist, and her wrist Tied to the bedpost.

The loose **** did not hurt him, but it also left her unable to break free.

"Don't ..." Warm and Ya couldn't help the sorrowful struggle, but he was too tightly tied, and the struggle was just futile. Instead, the delicate skin on her wrist was rubbed a little by the tie.

Si Yixi whispered, "Don't move, hurt yourself carefully."

Nuan Ya had to give up the struggle and looked at him with tears in his eyes, begging with gaze: "I obedient, don't tie me, OK, I hurt ..."

She was really not used to it. She was so restrained by Si Yichen, her hands lost her freedom, as if the whole person had become particularly helpless, and she felt helpless for a moment.

She didn't know how seductive she was, weeping and weak.

Si Yizheng's body was suspended over her, holding her under the might of a dragon and a tiger, and her body was still wearing the previous Tuolan white skirt, bright white. The bed lay open, and the skirts that had been stacked together spread out, like blossoms on her body.

Her exposed skin, complemented by the whiteness of the tea, is like Qiong Yao's crystal clear, shiny and shiny, and the black velvet under her form an extreme, opposing strong visual impact.

There is a very white, extremely gorgeous demon rule!

Extremely dark, extremely mysterious!

In particular, the hands tied to the bedpost give a visual stimulus of "do whatever you want", and it is even more uncontrollable.

Si Yizhang took a heavy breath and lowered his body slowly: "Good, let me be full, let go of you!"

After speaking, Si Yizhen put out a hand, gently put her head up, stretched out her hair to remove the crystal-clear, shiny and smooth tea flower jade.

Suddenly, her silky blue silk poured down, and the silky touch, like a good satin, spread on the bright black velvet satin, almost blending with the color of the sheets.

Suddenly, Nuan Ya panicked. The skin on her wrist was a little bit stinging because she was just struggling: "No, you let go of me, my hand hurts ..."

However, Si Yizhen had already been crazy for her.

A burning kiss fell between her lips, her neck, her chest—

With a slightly thin cocoon and a slightly rough palm, she moved up her body—

Because of the restraint, the warmth and elegance are helpless to the extreme, and I always want to struggle subconsciously, but as soon as I struggle, the wrist tingles, and the tie bound between the wrists becomes tighter and tighter, and the senses become more acute When I was wronged, I couldn't help crying.

Crying like pear blossoms with rain, Begonia was exposed, the more beautiful and charming: "Woohoo, Si Yizhen, you big bad guy, bad guy, bad guy ..."

Si Yiji could not hold it for a while, and sank down.

Cozy and elegant, she cried a lot, because she was bound, both physically and mentally, with a struggling, rebellious consciousness, smooth legs, and disorderly kicking in the air.

If she has a hand now, her sharp nails will definitely say hello to his back, and a blood stain will be drawn on his back, and then she will stop.

But there is no if in this world.

"Xun Li's best new rain, Jiao Rao is all about to open." Si Yizhang watched her crying posture, her eyes were thin and delicate, her cheeks were beautiful, and she could not speak.

"You're bad, you're bad, you're bad ..." Wenya snored while crying.

But I don't know how faint and charming the sound is from my own voice. Such a delicate and pitiful attitude makes people want to bully him more!