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Chapter 884: How many misses are counted as misses [12]

She was only wearing a thin nightgown and no underwear underneath.

The chest was soft, and through the thin layer of fabric, it pressed tightly against his open chest.

Shaohua seemed to feel that Yi Shu was trying to push her away. She blinked her eyes, looked aggrieved, pretended to be innocent, and twitched her lips: "Brother Yi Shu, what's wrong with you?"

Those words, that tone, and that expression are so childlike.

Yi Shu's face looked awkward for a moment, and then the next second, the woman narrowed the distance between the two people again.

She moved closer and closer to his body.

The soft body seemed to be tailor-made for him.

She also moved slightly.

The leg accidentally pushed against his already hardened lower part.

Suddenly, her face turned red, but she still turned her head, buried her face in his chest, found a good position, stretched out her hands, wrapped them around his neck, and leaned closer to him.

His breath was like blue, spraying on the man's neck.

"Brother Yi Shu, good night."

Yi Shu couldn't stand being stared at by the woman.

Now, she actually said such words to her ear again, and she couldn't help but take a breath.

He wanted to suppress his desires forcefully.

But, with Nephrite in his arms, how could he restrain himself?

However, he couldn't bear to push her away.

He could only let her hold him and fall into a deep sleep.

The second before falling asleep, Shaohua still curled his lips and smiled thinly.

She knew that he would be worried if she pretended to have a nightmare.

She knew that he always cared about her.

Suddenly, the smile on her lips was unusually charming.

As if he was sleepy and unintentional, he moved his body slightly, and his soft skin brushed against the man's lower body intentionally or unintentionally.

She heard a muffled sound in her ears.

Deep in my heart, I suddenly felt a little happy.

As if she was addicted, she moved slightly again, then hummed twice, and finally heard the man's muffled voice.

Shaohua is inherently weird! Hahahaha, the tragic Mr. Yi is going to be depressed!


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