Slag Girl Illustrated Book

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes quivered lightly, and the fingers holding the tea cup tightened a little bit.

The body of the blue and white porcelain cup complements his slender fingers, and they match very well.

There was a slight tremor on the tea noodles, and the ambiguous tension was inexplicably drawn together. The more nervous he was, the more the ripples fluctuated!

The numb strength spread from the side of his lips to the tip of his tongue, and his brain became squishy as it burned.

He wanted to do something like her, but as long as she tried hard, he could **** his tongue numb, and he could not exert any effort while sitting on the tea chair.

When the tip of his tongue was scratched on his teeth, his body trembled slightly.

He wanted to say not to be like this, but in his heart he hoped that she would not stop this kind of intimacy.

Very contradictory.

She raised her head, the ambiguous pulling of the silk is actually very embarrassing.

Only the person involved knows that it must be fierce to pull the silk.

Ruan Xihe's face seemed to be filled with all the mist and rain in April, it was extremely magnificent.

She stretched out a finger, gently wiped off the wetness of her mouth, and then pulled out a paper towel to gently wipe the corners of his mouth.

The soft tissues were next to the corners of the lips, wiping away the shining little by little.

His Adam's apple rolled subconsciously.

There was a three-point stunned blur in his eyes, and the end of his eyes was peachy.

Ruan Xihe's eyes fell on his face with a good error.

He Nanxian must not know, he is like a juicy peach waiting to be picked.

It is because the ink paintings of high style and bright festival make people yearn, but once they are stained with bright colors, the pure appreciation will change, and people want to take possession of it.

Before his breathing calmed down, she had a new movement.

Ruan Xihe climbed onto the tea table, half-kneeled, leaning over to look at him.

Some people say that if you look at each other for ten seconds, they will fall in love with you.

This kind of remark is actually quite funny, but it is applicable to Ruan Xihe here.

It doesn't even need ten seconds. When she is fully focused and earnestly earns a man in her eyes, the look is hot, affectionate and flawless, and it is too easy to seduce people into endless love.

He Nanxian's heart was beating frantically!

She curled her lips slightly.

Pinching He Nanxian's chin, he became more engaged, gentle and sweet, afflicted and strong.

He was completely brought into the illusion, as if he was in the clouds, floating fiercely.

The tip of the nail passes through the short, stiff hair.

Passing across the scalp, the dense electric current spread from the place of contact to all directions in an instant.

He Nanxian could even feel the irritability and eagerness rising from his body, wave after wave impacted his reason, the line of defense collapsed, and he would sink completely regardless of his desire to do so.

The palm of his hand was placed around the back of his head, and the other hand was holding his chin.

Ruan Xihe contaminated every inch of sweetness on him.

The corners of the lips, the beads, the green stubble chin, and the slightly agitated Adam's apple.

He closed his eyes completely, when he wanted to give himself to her.

Ruan Xihe suddenly left.

Sitting on the tea table, looking at him with a little condescension.

"Harmony." He murmured unconsciously.

"Brother, do you like me like this?" She leaned slightly, her fingers covering the back of his hand.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice hoarse: "I like it."

With a low laugh, she got down from the tea table, with her legs crossed, sitting on his lap, hugging He Nanxian's neck tightly: "Brother, what else?"

He tightened his arms a lot: "Yes."

She tilted her head, her lips pressed against his auricle: "Brother, take me to the couch."

"good."

The moment the mattress sank, time became confused.

The fragrance of laundry detergent, the strong fragrance of sunlight, and the sweet and soft fragrance all seem to be mixed together.

Her knee was against the bed sheet, her fingers interlocked with his, and her brother's lips were so soft.

Gradually, she went down.

Press the thumb of your finger against the button of the shirt.

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