[Bottle Evil] 2015 is the right time to get married

Like the day when Poker asked me why I was only single in the wedding photos, I was pressed by Poker on the edge of the table and couldn't move. He hugged me, put his arms around my waist tightly, and kissed my ear with his lips , asked in a deep voice: "If you decide for yourself, should you promise me some benefits?"

My face was burning red, as if I knew it was not that simple this time, I subconsciously leaned back and didn't dare to look at him, blushing and said intermittently: "What do you want... Just say it..." I couldn't bear it Swallowing, "I can, can I not agree..."

Poker bottle supported my back, pressing my whole body forward, and was about to kiss me.He touched my lips lightly, and said in a low voice: "I have given so many betrothal gifts, and you haven't consummated the marriage with me yet..."

I stood there in a daze, my heart exploded, I couldn't help but tightly hugged Poker Ping's neck, and kissed him eagerly.

I couldn't wait to kiss him deeply, but Poker Ping kept pressing those two lips tightly for some reason and refused to respond to me well, but let me carefully lick his lips and the corners of his mouth, I He completely set himself on fire, only regretting that Poker Ping didn't cooperate well, obviously he has already...

I could feel his hard, hot part pressing against my leg through the trousers, bumping against me several times, and the touch made my back tingle one after another.

"Brother," I begged for mercy unbearably, "stop making trouble..."

Poker-Face heard the words, pinched my waist and picked me up, and carried me all the way to the bedroom in the back room. Our room was actually full of red, the green gauze cabinet had been removed long ago, and the bright red silk satin decorated the wedding room. Poker-Face pressed me on the bridal bed, bit my neck, and asked in a low voice, "How can trouble in the bridal chamber be counted as trouble?"

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I woke up profusely in sweat, and my first reaction was extremely remorse, thinking what kind of a dream this was!Wanted to kiss but didn't get it, wanted to do it but didn't go to the end, didn't wake up sooner or later, but just woke up after entering the bridal chamber!When you wake up and open your eyes, how can there be any wedding candles?His mother's bed is separated into two, and I'm the only one lying here, hot and dry, full of fantasies, and I'm full of thoughts about asking for favors from me before going to bed. When I woke up in the hotel, I saw how Pokerfing woke up in the morning. Compared with the feeling of touching my legs in the dream, I only felt dry mouth and burning desire.

During the day, I also thought that the arrangement of Poker Ping separately from the bedroom was very considerate. Now that my thoughts came up and I looked at the translucent gauze cabinet, I wished I could wake up Poker Ping now and let him remove it on the spot.

The floor heating in the room is really too warm. I was so overwhelmed by the dream. I was not in Wushanju or a hotel, and it was convenient to take a cold shower. I lay quietly on the bed for a while, and because I went to bed too early yesterday, and now I don’t feel sleepy anymore, the reaction in my lower body is getting worse, it’s still dark outside the window, it’s still early, and even Poker Fever hasn’t woken up, the room outside the gauze cabinet is quiet Yes, there is no sound.

Otherwise... let's indulge for a while...

When I had evil thoughts, I couldn't stop them at all. I still knew that I was in Zhang's house, in Pokerfing's room. Unbearable itching, but also really stimulating.

I knew that Poker-Face was a light sleeper, so I covered myself with the quilt, bit the corner of the pillow, and didn't dare to make a sound from the beginning to the end. Finally, thinking about the touch of Poker-Face kissing me at the wedding, it reached its peak.

He was busy dealing with the mess before he came back, and he was busy getting married after he came back. Later, he admitted his thoughts on him, but he didn't dare to have any delusions. Today is really a sperm in the head, and because of the long-term abstinence , After such a relief, I couldn’t get back to my senses for a long time. After finishing the work, I still thought about the stuffy oil bottle for a long time. I almost fell asleep in this extreme comfort. After a while, I had to get up and wipe it with a paper towel After cleaning the bodily fluids on my hands and legs, I changed my pants breathlessly, thinking that I should wash off the dirty clothes and dry them while the oil bottle is away.Fortunately, I was wearing pajama pants just now. I checked carefully on my mobile phone to make sure that the quilt on the bed was not dirty, so I was relieved.

By this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and after all, there was only a layer of gauze between Poker Ping and Poker Ping. Although the room was big enough, I was still a little worried that Pok Poky would smell something bad when he woke up, so I quietly got out of bed and thought about it. Opening the windows to ventilate is mainly to calm myself down, otherwise, if I continue to think about it like this, I will feel out of control again.

I opened the window, stood by the window and blew the cold wind for a while, and watched the eastern sky gradually brighten up, and then I felt the heat in my body drop. Unfortunately, just as I was about to close the window, But he heard the sound of Poker Bottle getting up.

At the beginning, his movements were deliberately light, but soon, I heard Poker Fing seem to look towards me: "Wu Xie?" He asked, "Are you awake?"

Although I wasn't caught on the spot, it's embarrassing enough for him to find me standing at the window blowing cold wind. Poker-Face asked even more confused, "What are you doing standing by the window?"

I frantically went to close the window, and explained very clumsily: "It's too stuffy in the room, I... I'll open the window to let the wind out..."

Poker bottle didn't speak, I stared at his figure, saw him standing up, walked to the door of the two openable gauze cabinets in the middle, and knocked lightly on the door: "Wu Xie," he asked, "Can I come in?" ?"

He didn't give me any room to refuse, he just pushed open the door and walked towards me.My mind was running fast, and I thought I had handled the "crime scene" perfectly, so I shouldn't be caught by Poker, right?The smell seems to be gone... Why did the Poker Bottle come in like this? What did he find?

I stood there at a loss, when Poker Face walked up to me quickly, frowning and staring at my pants.I was surprised, the pajamas were dirty just now, and now they are outer pants that I put on casually, what does it mean that Pokerfing is staring at my pants?Just as I was thinking about it, he actually stretched out his hand towards my trousers. My mind went blank, and before I could react, Pokerfing's two slender fingers penetrated into the pocket of my trousers.

I watched him pull out my cigarette and lighter from inside, Pokerfoil gave me a flat look, and said coldly, "Confiscated."

Only then did I realize that I was misunderstood by Poker Ping as secretly smoking. Thinking of what I promised last night, I quickly explained: "No brother, I don't smoke! Really!"

Poker bottle looked at me, apparently in disbelief at all, and even leaned close to my face, almost sniffing it against the tip of my nose. Of course he didn't smell any smoke, and I didn't dare to move. The temperature that was finally suppressed burned again.

Poker-Face stared at me for a long time, then sternly and selflessly concluded: "Attempt to smoke."

I couldn't continue to explain at all, so I had to admit the crime dumbfounded. Poker-Face thought I couldn't deny it, so he admitted it, looked at me again, and squeezed my shoulder: "Why don't you put on your clothes?" He seriously Looking at me intently, he asked, "Aren't you used to sleeping so early?"

I quickly explained that it was because I went to bed too early last night, and I was not unaccustomed to it. Poker-Face sighed, handed me a coat, and said, "Now your sleep is not as good as before."

I was still speechless and sneezed two times in a row, very untimely.

Poker bottle touched the back of my neck, my underwear was still a little sweaty, and he took it away. He shook off the clothes and wrapped them tightly around my body, and asked, "Why did you promise yesterday?"

That tone really seemed to teach a child a lesson, and my body was not up to snuff. I just wanted to speak but I started coughing. I covered my hand with my hands and coughed violently for a few times, and soon a fishy-sweet smell came out of my mouth.

Poker bottle pulled me to the side of the bed, wrapped me up with a quilt, and poured hot water for me.I probably have blood in the palm of my right hand, and sometimes when I cough badly, there will be some bloodshot eyes. I am used to the problem of my lungs, and I don’t think there is anything, but in front of him, I make a fist calmly and dare not be hurt. He knew, and only leaned over to drink a few sips of hot water.

Poker bottle patted my shoulder lightly, with a very ugly expression on his face. I wanted to speak, but he stopped me with a cold look: "Lie down and don't move," he said in a deep voice, "I'll make ginger tea."