Ying touched Yun Mo's head, smiled and said nothing, his eyes were a little erratic, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes looking at Yun Mo became more and more gentle, with a trace of deep affection and doting that could not be concealed.
Yun Mo took a sneak peek at Ying and saw that she didn't care about her eating tofu. She gradually became more courageous. She slowly put her hand under Ying's clothes and gently stroked Ying's flat and elastic belly.
: "It's so slippery here, like silk, so comfortable!"
"What are you doing?" Ying felt the warm touch on his lower abdomen and came to his senses instantly, his cheeks slightly red.
"I'm giving you a massage. I hit so many people, so my body must be very sore. I want to promote blood circulation." After Yun Mo finished speaking, he continued his movements.
Starting from the lower abdomen, it finally landed in front of Ying's body, and a feeling of plumpness and saturation came.
Yun Mo couldn't help but squeeze it gently, and his heart was even more excited. It felt so good.
"Have you grown again?" Yun Mo asked curiously.
"No, I'm thousands of years old. How can I still develop? Do you have any common sense?" Ying rolled his eyes at Yun Mo and said angrily.
"Then why does it feel like it's a lot bigger than before?" Feeling the touch in his hand, Yun Mo raised his head and looked at Ying, his eyes full of ambiguity, and his hand didn't stop.
"How can it be that exaggerated?" Ying stretched out his hand to block Yun Mo's restless hand and said angrily.
"If you don't believe me, feel it for yourself." Yun Mo took Ying's hand and said with a wicked smile.
"Are you itchy?" Ying's eyes narrowed dangerously and he looked at Yun Mo.
"I was wrong, I got too carried away." When Yun Mo saw something was wrong, he immediately gave up and was about to take back his hand, but found that Ying was holding it tightly.
Moreover, Ying Xingxing's little hand also began to act dishonestly, reaching in from the collar of Yunmo's clothes...
"Why are you starting to act like a gangster? This isn't interesting in school." Ying's cold thin fingers passed across Yun Mo's chest, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body. Yun Mo felt a rush of heat rushing to his head and said in confusion.
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"You know you're just playing hooligan, you were enjoying yourself just now." Ying snorted and used the strength in his hand to push Yun Mo down on the bed. Then he pressed down on him and looked down at him condescendingly.
, "If you touch me enough and want to run away, there's no way!"
"General, don't you want to use force on me? It's so scary." Yun Mo naturally entered the role, with a fearful look, but there was a cunning look in his eyes.
"I told you, don't call me general. If you disobey, I will punish you." Ying looked at Yun Mo's appearance, with an evil smile on his lips, and a pair of slender purple silk legs pressed down on Yun Mo.
Mo immediately leaned down, bit Yun Mo's earlobe, and licked it gently.
"Hiss." Yun Mo took a breath of cold air and felt the moist touch coming from her earlobe. She felt itchy in her heart and wanted to pounce on it immediately.
"How are you, are you scared?" Ying held Yun Mo's earlobe in her mouth and asked vaguely.
Ying knew that the earlobe was Yunmo's vitality. Whenever she bit her earlobe, she could see Yunmo's body tremble slightly, which looked very cute.
"I'm scared, please let me go." As expected, Yun Mo's ears immediately turned red and his body began to tremble slightly.
"You're so good, then now is the reward time." Ying let go of Beiqi, kissed Yun Mo's lips, and at the same time let go of Yun Mo's restraint.
Yun Mo's hands were freed and immediately wrapped around Ying's slender and flexible waist. The two of them were close to each other, absorbing each other's warm breath, as if they could reach eternity in this way.
"Are you going to do the following?" Ying Weiwei distanced himself from Yun Mo and looked at Yun Mo with some amusement and said.
"Why not?" Yun Mo reached out and untied Ying's dress, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and the looming ravine, which dazzled Yun Mo.
"No, you stepped on my sword today, it's really abominable! So I want to be on top, you can't resist." Ying declared like a queen, grabbed Yun Mo's dishonest hand, and fixed it to the bed.
head.
"Then I have no choice but to accompany you." Yun Mo smiled evilly and agreed.
Seeing that Yun Mo agreed, Ying showed a sly smile on his face. He reached out and started to take off Yun Mo's clothes. At the same time, his own clothes were quickly taken off. After a while, the two met honestly.
"Come on, my Lord General, don't pity me~" Yun Mo put his hands on top of his head, making a gesture to welcome the king.
"Humph, you don't need to say it." A hint of coquettishness appeared on Ying's pretty face, and her body slowly pressed towards Yun Mo, and the two of them soon became entangled.
The two bodies intertwined into a beautiful picture.
"Hmm~hmm~" A moan came out, causing the temperature in the room to rise instantly.