When he finished washing, he put on his shorts and walked out to Wang Zixuan's big bedroom.
Knock on the door, no one opens, twist the door, the door opens;
When he walked into the bedroom, he found Wang Zixuan already lying on the bed with her face covered.
"Haha, the wolf is coming!" the old gangster laughed, and then threw himself on the bed.
The air conditioner in the bedroom was already on. The old gangster opened the thin duvet and hugged Wang Zixuan.
Phew, the little angel was naked!
As soon as the old gangster hugged her, the blood in his body boiled.
"Little fool, you took off your clothes so cleanly, and your husband still wants to help you take them off!" The old gangster raised her chin and was about to kiss her, but Wang Zixuan dodged a little, biting her lips and smiling shyly.
The old gangster kicked off his shorts and had full contact with Wang Zixuan.
The two of you were pestering me, and I was pestering you!
The old gangster pressed on her body, then kissed and caressed each other gently. Wang Zixuan could have "run away" long ago!
The old gangster let go of her little mouth, and crawled towards her lower body with a smile. As he crawled, he said with a smile: "Baby, I will sing the Eighteen Touches to my brother later!"
After saying that, the old gangster moved his big mouth to the piece of grass and started to chew it.
After a while, the old gangster's long-awaited groan sounded.
Sister Zixuan, I finally got you! After the old gangster heard this voice, he knew that Wang Zixuan would never leave him again.
So, he continued to nibble, kiss and nuzzle, when his bones were strong and when Wang Zixuan was moved with emotion;
He separated Wang Zixuan's legs, only to find that the other person was pinching them in between.
The old gangster then pressed on her again and whispered: "Wife, call me husband. After you finish calling, you can have the wedding!"
Wang Zixuan's face was red and her eyes were closed tightly. Then she opened them, looked deeply into his eyes, and said, "You haven't said a word yet!"
"Little fool!" the old gangster said softly: "Li Yifan loves Wang Zixuan all his life, loves her and dotes on her all his life!"
After hearing this, Wang Zixuan smiled, closed her eyes, and said softly: "Little enemy, please be gentle!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the old gangster spread her thighs. This time, Wang Zixuan cooperated very well!
But then;
Wang Zixuan let out a cry, a cry full of pain. She gritted her silver teeth tightly, grabbed the old gangster's arm with both hands, and two clear tears suddenly flowed out.
"Mom!" she shouted softly in her heart.
The old gangster lay down on his upper body;
Move gently, move gently...
Kiss gently, kiss gently...
Caress gently, caress gently...
As time went by, Wang Zixuan's voice gradually changed from pain to happiness...
After hearing the change in the voice, the old gangster immediately moved faster, faster, and faster...
Wang Zixuan's voice suddenly became urgent again, urgent...
The old gangster pushed hard, pushed, pushed to the end, pushed to the end;
He whispered in Wang Zixuan's ear: "Baby, it feels so comfortable! I love you so much!"
When Wang Zixuan heard this voice, she grabbed his back hard with both hands, scratching out traces.
....
"Yes, yes, baby, just twist your waist like this and use force, yes, use a little force, baby, you are really capable!"
"Yes, yes, little angel, good move, you are so smart, you can figure it out in just one click!"
"Phew, it feels so comfortable, baby, you make me feel so comfortable!"
....
At this time, Wang Zixuan is no longer a teacher, she is a good student with excellent learning ability.
An hour later, the teacher had erupted twice in the student's body, and the student had lost his soul four times.
The student quit, acted coquettishly, wrinkled his little nose, and was about to cry.
The teacher hurriedly said, "Okay, honey, we won't continue today, and we won't wash anymore. Let's sleep together holding each other's arms."
The student's eyes were red, his nose was red, he hugged the teacher tightly, put his face on his chest, and then closed his eyes...
When the old rogue wakes up again;
Finding that the beauty in his arms still had her eyes closed, he gently turned her over, then touched her beautiful parts and smiled, Sister Zixuan is really amazing, much more powerful than Fei'er.
He took the initiative to roll over me the first time.
The old gangster found that he had a morning erection. He used his fingers to gently separate the beautiful area of Zixuan, aimed at it, and applied force directly;
Phew, too tight, too warm!
So, he twitched hard, rubbing her erectness with one hand, groping around her little mouth with one hand, and extending a finger into her little mouth.
Wang Zixuan woke up immediately!
"Husband, don't do it!" Wang Zixuan had called her husband many times last night and was already very familiar with this title.
"Baby, I just like it when you call me husband!" The old gangster smiled and said: "Although your body is weak, you recover very quickly! You are talented!"
"Huh!" Wang Zixuan let out a sweet hum, closed her eyes, bit his finger, and nibbled gently.
The morning clouds and water stopped, the old gangster pressed on Wang Zixuan, and whispered in the ear of the beautiful lady whose soul trembled twice more: "Are you happy?"
Wang Zixuan snorted softly, clamping his thighs and arms tightly, then loosened her thighs, and gently stroked his back with her arms: "My little enemy, you are too rough!"
The old gangster laughed and said, "You have to call me husband every day from now on, do you understand?"
It is said that after experiencing this, Wang Zixuan's mentality changed. She blushed and said with a sweet smile: "You won't like it if I call you tired."
"Who said that! Just scream softly now and say I love you, husband!" the old gangster said happily.
Sure enough, without even opening her eyes, Wang Zixuan touched his old face with a small hand and said softly: "Are you the husband I will spend my whole life with?"
"Idiot!" The old gangster kissed her little nose gently and said, "I will definitely love you, cherish you, pamper you, and pamper you like a child!"
Wang Zixuan exhaled the fragrance gently and said leisurely: "Husband, let me tell you what happened to my mother back then."
My mother was very beautiful when she was young. She and I look a bit alike, but my father said that I am prettier than my mother. Hehe, I have an oval face and my mother has an oval face. My father said that I look cuter than my mother.
, pure and kind.
"Baby, I just like oval faces!" The old gangster smiled, caressing her round forehead, and said: "Oval faces have very round foreheads. They look very smart and very lucky! Hehe, Fei'er also has an oval face!"
Wang Zixuan acted coquettishly and said: "Husband, don't interrupt, just let me talk!"
My mother was very popular with boys back then and worked in the city's art troupe. Alas, she may have had a relationship before getting married. After getting married, although my father loved her very much and forgave her for the past,
But he was always worried that she would betray him, and he would say some mean words in front of his mother every three days. After saying it, he would regret it and start coaxing her mother again. Therefore, my mother was not in a good mood living in this environment. Over time,
I got depressed, and finally, finally, I committed suicide.
As Wang Zixuan spoke, tears streamed down her face, and she began to cry.
The old gangster was at a loss for a moment. He wiped her tears and said: "Baby, why are you crying? Alas, Feier's mother died of illness, and your mother also died of illness. Damn it, what have I found?
Wife!"
When Wang Zixuan heard this, she stopped crying immediately, opened her eyes, and pushed him away: "Humph, if you don't like it, just ignore us. I'm going to tell Sister Fei'er right away today! I'm going to tell her,
We have trusted no one!"
The old gangster laughed and climbed on top of her again. Wang Zixuan resisted for a while, and then clamped her thighs and arms tightly. She closed her eyes and said softly: "The day before my mother died, she told me,
I want to give my husband my first wedding night. But, hey, I failed her. Will you, Li Yifan, let me down?"
"No! My money is yours, my career is yours, hey, my body is also yours, my soul is also yours, you can enjoy it at any time, if you don't always give up on me, I
Thank God!" The old gangster said in a cheerful tone.
"Hey, you are just a little enemy. The husband I was looking forward to in college is not a little scoundrel, a rascal, or a bastard like you!" Wang Zixuan smiled happily.
"What does that look like? A man as deep, infatuated, and always with melancholy eyes as Du Siming?" The old gangster thought of Du Siming for some reason and said.
The prince smiled brightly: "Why are you talking about him? I have never considered him when looking for a husband. Besides, I don't like his character too much. He is a bit too cunning. Hehe, I still like you like this, husband.
Husband, I want you to speak 20 languages, so just say, well, Li Yifan loves his dear wife, Wang Zixuan!"
"Haha, you're quite stinky! Okay, I'll just say it!" Lao Liu said happily.
Then, while the old gangster was talking, Wang Zixuan turned over happily, pressed him under her, and took the initiative to kiss his old face, his neck, his chest, and his abdominal muscles, kissing her very softly,
The soft red lips make the old gangster feel itchy all over. The super beauty is radiant and electric.
After experiencing this, Wang Zixuan's mentality has also changed a lot. Like Miss Yang, she is very tired of the old gangster, likes to act coquettishly and lose her temper. What about the old gangster? He must obey her in everything and pamper her.
she.
Of course, Wang Zixuan couldn't go out on this day. Unlike Miss Yang who liked to stay on his lap, and Zhang Baoxiu who always liked to hold his arm and lean one side of her body on his arm, where was Wang Zixuan?
Always let him carry it!
Perhaps, the real feeling between the two started from that day when they climbed the mountain. That day, the old gangster carried her on his back, which was premeditated...
Carry from the bathroom to the bed, carry from the bed to the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and carry from the sofa to the dining table.
Of course, the same hobby as Miss Yang is to feed her or not eat her!
The old gangster murmured in his heart, why are you two different from Baoxiu? Baoxiu also feeds me. Is there such a big difference between a lover and a wife?
So, the old gangster fed him one mouthful after another.