That 1 his waist protruded

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Ayu: "Of course, I can't bear to refuse."

This is obvious.The lower body that was about to move betrayed him, but fortunately, the wide skirt largely concealed Yizhu Qingtian's ferocious face.

Ayu sighed, and started to remove the panniers.Zhang Qiushu came over to help.

Ayu asked: "Sure enough, you still have certain expectations."

"En." Zhang Qiushu actually responded directly.

Without the panniers, the skirt hangs a little longer than it looks.Ayu didn't care about the skirt on his body anymore, and started to strip Zhang Qiushu clean.

Zhang Qiushu tried to get the lubricant out of the bedside table, but pulled out the entire drawer.The bits and pieces fell to the ground, and he pulled out what he wanted, leaving the rest alone.

Zhang Qiushu said proudly, "I'll do it myself, you watch."

Ayu raised his eyebrows, "Very good."

In the previous nearly 20 years, Zhang Qiushu can be regarded as a person who has rich experience in helping others in foreplay.But doing it yourself is different.Ayu is quite clear about this.

But Ayu was more patient, and was also happy to watch Zhang Qiushu make the clumsy movements of expanding himself.The old man spread his legs, arched his back, and stretched his hands down.For a while, it feels inconvenient to touch from the front, and for a while, it feels uncomfortable to touch from the side, so I change positions back and forth.

Zhang Qiushu has not slackened in hand-painting for many years because of computer graphics in his work. The cocoon formed by holding the pen on the middle finger adds a touch of literati to these well-articulated hands.But at this moment, the two slender fingers were moving in and out of Yin Hong's acupuncture point, which seemed to have a sense of taint for no reason.

Ayu looked at it calmly, with relish, and even showed a wicked smile, which was far from Zhang Qiushu's expectation of "I can't help but pounce on me".

"What a bastard."

Ayu replied happily: "Thank you for the compliment."

Zhang Qiushu really wanted to consider the possibility of just putting on his pants and quitting.

Ayu bullied himself down, "It's okay, take your time, I have a lot of patience."

Zhang Qiushu knew that he was riding a tiger, and wanted to tease Ayu, but ended up cheating himself. "Ayu..."

He hesitated to call Ayu's name, showing weakness with his eyes.

Ayu straightened up, held up the hem of the skirt and twirled around, "Does the little skirt look good?"

Zhang Qiushu swallowed his saliva, continued to move his hands, and verbally complained: "Do you have a new bad taste?"

Ayu started his strange speech again: "A man wearing a skirt is still different from a womanizer."

Zhang Qiushu followed along and asked, "What's the difference?"

"Fosterism is to make yourself look like a woman, but simply wearing a skirt will not make a man look like a woman. For example, if I wear this dress, if I don't show my shoulders and add puff sleeves, it can cover it up Muscles in the upper arm, the effect will be better."

Zhang Qiushu showed perverted eyes, "Why do you know such things?"

Ayu: "I read a book called "I Really Want to Be a Girl" before, which talks about the introduction of women's clothing."

Zhang Qiushu: "Should I praise you for your wide range of interests?"

"Seeing how excited I am in my wedding dress, you are not qualified to accuse me of being a pervert."

Zhang Qiushu: "..."

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Ayu smiled, "Compared to that, you should be ready."

Zhang Qiushu was caught off guard by him and pulled to the bedside, with his hands clamped to the top of his head.As soon as the hem of Ayu's skirt flicked up, he picked up the gun and put it on.

Zhang Qiushu snorted, "You seem to be more excited than usual."

The place where the two of them met could not be seen, and the extra skirt was piled up on Zhang Qiushu's belly.The smooth fabric is also comfortable against the skin.

Ayu asked back: "Aren't you biting too hard?"

Zhang Qiushu fell silent, and flinched on purpose, causing Ayu to frown in pain.Ayu pinched his buttocks, "Why can't I tell you?"

The inside is warm and entangled, and Ayu touched Zhang Qiushu's face while entering the depth, "You are so hot inside, and the ironing is so comfortable."

Zhang Qiushu blushed, and thought, "Ah Yu, this is a strange switch that has been turned on again."

Of course, he can only complain in his heart, because he is afraid that if he accosts this kid, he will have fun again, and it will be himself who will suffer then.

"Although it was quite fun, and I also enjoyed it, I was still too tired afterward. It's obviously not a few years old, why is this little bastard, Ayu, so energetic!"

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Zhang Qiushu complained wildly in his heart, and Ayu gnawed on his face, "You are so cute that I want to eat it in one bite."

However, Zhang Qiushu has already developed a unique coping skill: "Say something stupid, and you will be poisoned to death."

"Wouldn't it be nice to just die for love?" How could Ayu be able to keep his mouth shut at this level?He answered with confidence and continued to act, so that Zhang Qiushu couldn't care less to answer, and only suppressed moaning remained in his mouth.

Zhang Qiushu felt that he had been pushed into the bumpy tide by pleasure, and could only drift with the tide.He grabbed Ayu's shoulder with one arm, and pressed the other hand on the chest muscles wrapped in the tube top skirt. After a while, he hooked the space between the career line and the clothes, intentionally or unintentionally, and pulled down— —

Ayu suddenly made an "attack", he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Could it be that you can't feel it through the clothes?" Then he caught Zhang Qiushu's one that slipped down with the clothes and pressed it to his body, "This way What? Is it comfortable?"

Zhang Qiushu turned her head with a blushing face, and was forced to turn back by Ayu holding her face, "Just say what you like about me, I am yours, you can touch it as you want."

Zhang Qiushu pressed down on the back of his head, and bit his lip, "That's really nice to say, little bastard, eh."

I don't know if I finished this sentence, but Ayu's mouth was blocked with a kiss.Afterwards, Ayu once again supported his waist and rushed forward with joy.

Zhang Qiushu straightened his neck and looked down, the wide hem of the skirt was piled between his chest and abdomen, and Ayu's hands were hidden in the fabric.

Maybe it's because of the sensory stimulation brought by the wedding dress, or maybe it's because the invisible is more sensitive. The pleasure is transmitted from the back point to the lumbar spine. It's numb, climbing up the spine and heading straight to the brain. The feeling is so cool.

Ayu's panting sound was full of excitement, and the speed of thrusting gradually increased during the accumulation of pleasure, and the pleasure climbed to a higher peak and was released in the deep.

He relaxed himself and climbed on Zhang Qiushu's body, biting and sucking on his earlobe.

Zhang Qiushu's mind was blank for a while, and suddenly said: "I seem to have ejaculated on the wedding dress."

Ayu replied lazily: "It's not bad to delete the two words like."

"How to do?"

"I'll take it to the laundromat."

Zhang Qiushu looked at Ayu with a red face.

Ayu pretended to sigh, "Oh, who made me thick-skinned?"

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A little digression: In fact, the person who has watched "Like a Girl" is me.After reading it, I have always wanted to write a female costume master attack, but I haven't put it into practice yet.