Ouyang Lingyun slowed down and asked with concern, feeling that his throat was dry and hoarse, and his body was starting to get hot.
You Pingxin's soft body twisted restlessly, rubbing his chest.
The lotus arms were wrapped around his neck, and the girlish fragrance that belonged to her kept stimulating Ouyang Lingyun's respiratory nerves, and the evil thoughts that had been suppressed so easily seemed to be stirred up bit by bit at this moment.
Xia Qingqing opened her curious watery eyes, and couldn't help but touch her brother's throat with her little hand that would roll when he spoke.
She was wondering why she felt so thirsty when she saw movement there?
"Stinky girl, don't touch her!!"
Ouyang Lingyun could only gnash his teeth and curse in a low voice, fearing that he would drop the oil bottle and not dare to stretch out a hand to catch her naughty little hand.
However, I was annoyed and clearly felt that the desire in my lower abdomen, which had finally calmed down, became erect again.
"Brother, why..."
Xia Qingqing blinked her big, watery eyes, looked at her brother innocently and curiously, and asked in confusion.
She wanted to ask why she didn't have something to roll around her neck?
"What's bothering me?"
Xia Qingqing frowned and changed the subject. The small hand that was rubbing Ouyang Lingyun's throat dropped down and was about to reach out to the 'thing' under her body that was pressing against her vagina.
"Damn, don't touch!!!"
Ouyang Lingyun roared, but it was a step too late. His little hand, which was extremely thirsty for knowledge, had already grasped the hot... through the cloth.
His face was so black that he had the urge to throw the damn oil bottle to the ground.
"sausage?
Xia Qingqing, who suddenly understood, quickly took back her little hand to cover her red lips, her face was burning, and she stared blankly at her brother's gloomy face like a child who had done something wrong. She felt so guilty that she wanted to look away but was reluctant to do so.
Looking at the oil bottle's pink and tender face, the bright red face, and the pure eyes that are so surprised that they can drip with water, she actually feels so damn cute and alluring...
Ouyang Lingyun wondered if she was pretending to be innocent and cute, but was actually seducing him?
For a moment, the only sound left in the ambiguous air was the beating of their heartbeats like drums, and they all recalled that year...
"Brother, brother, Uncle Ouyang bought me a beautiful kite, can we fly it together?"
That summer, Xia Qingqing was ten years old, dragging a big dragonfly kite and looking for her brother's shadow all over the house.
Finally, I bumped into her brother who had just come out of the bathroom in his room. He was completely naked, not even wearing shorts. His lower body seemed different from hers.