Shi Yue wanted to move, but there was no room left. The broad chest was pressed tightly against Madam Ninth's soft and fleshy back, so intimate that there was no gap.
Madam Ninth looked back, so close that she could almost see the grievance and shyness in her eyes.
The little mouth turned up in resentment, pink and soft, seductive, a hot breath sprayed on the ears, his heart was itching, Shi Yue couldn't resist her water-stained cut eyes, he lowered his head, only to see something
Ji Qi Shuang Sai Xue's neck exudes the fragrance of bamboo.
He felt uneasy, thinking that if it continued like this, it would be impossible for his body to react.
Damn it! It’s a test of a person’s determination, but it doesn’t change like this.
"Mrs. Ninth... please stand forward and lean on me. This... is not good!" He called softly, trying to distract himself from the conversation.
Madam Ninth's cheeks turned red and she glanced at him. Her eyes were full of panic and she avoided him. She said resentfully: "I am a weak woman, how can I have the strength? But you, if you don't hurry up and squeeze behind, you... you have taken all the advantage."
My bargain."
The evasive look in his eyes, the amorous attitude that wanted to reject him, and the faint fragrance of bamboo all pushed Shi Yue to the edge of his imagination.
No normal man can withstand this fiery test.
Shi Yue couldn't control the strange feeling that surged up in his waist and abdomen, and his body reacted, like a wooden peg, pressing against Madam Ninth's perky buttocks. It was very elastic, sinking in deeply, and then bounced back.
.
Oh my god! I’m really going to die...
Shi Yue didn't dare to move carelessly, fearing that Madam Ninth would misunderstand and affect his good image, but he still felt extremely ecstasy just by holding on like this.
Madam Ninth naturally knows what kind of treasure it is!
After receiving that blow, even though there were several layers of fabric between the skirt and trousers, I could still clearly feel the hardness and heat of the wooden prong on my buttocks.
He squeaked involuntarily, hurriedly covering his mouth with his small hands, frowning slightly, and his ears were flushed with blood, exuding a fiery breath that was so beautiful that it made people dizzy.
But she didn't have the courage to turn around and argue.
He reached out to Shi Yue's waist with his little hand, pinched it hard, and said angrily: "Smelly Shitou, what are you thinking about that you shouldn't think about? I am the ninth lady of the Xiong Mansion, you... please be more honest!
"
Shi Yue was in pain and happy. He pushed his butt back hard and said, "I'm not thinking blindly, but I can't control it. If I want to blame it, I can only blame Madam Ninth for being too charming..."
"You still resist the smelly stone?" Mrs. Ninth's hand increased its strength.
"I won't resist! I won't resist!" Shi Yue grinned and cried out in pain, but his waist and abdomen were still stiff, uncompromisingly showing off his strong capital, hey... Who told me, brother, that my physical fitness is super good?
The crowd behind him was so tight that Shi Yue couldn't move back. After struggling a few times, he felt that the delicate body in his arms was getting hotter. The fragrance of bamboo penetrated into his nose, tempting every nerve that was congested.
Madam Ninth closed her eyes shyly, and her ears were as red as oozing blood.
She didn't know how to get out of the embarrassing situation. She also felt that being held in the arms of her handsome brother, with her back pressed against her, was so comfortable and intoxicating. Deep down in her heart, she couldn't bear to separate like this.
But she was really afraid that she would arouse Shi Yue's evil fire, get out of control, and be seen by interested people in public, and the consequences would be disastrous. She shook her shoulders and urged: "I don't care, I don't care, you can't stand it anyway."
Hold... hold on to me, and quickly find a way to squeeze out."
Shi Yue glanced back. The crowd was surging, and if he wanted to squeeze out, he would have to resort to violence.
If you can't squeeze out, then squeeze in!
He put his arms around Mrs. Ninth's waist and carried her effortlessly on his shoulders.
"Ah? What are you doing?"
How could Madam Ninth have imagined that Shi Yue would suddenly pick her up?
There was some fear in his heart that he was really obsessed with himself. His calves were swinging in front of his chest, and he was breathing rapidly: "Smelly stone, let me down quickly. You are holding me so tight. What do you want to do?"
"Don't move!"
Shi Yue responded calmly: "Hold me tight, I will carry you and squeeze in." He pushed his shoulders to the left and got in front of someone.
Mrs. Ninth's body flashed in mid-air, and in panic she hugged Shi Yue's neck tightly, shouting: "Hold me tight! It's so scary!" The soft elastic chest squeezed his auricles, and in the intimate contact
twist, deform;
Her plump and beautiful buttocks inevitably sat on his shoulders;
The smooth and crystal-clear calves were wandering on his chest, as if blocking Shi Yue's sight again. They were tightly held by his big hands. In an instant, the secret parts of his body seemed to be occupied by him to his heart's content!
How close should a personal guard be? This has been vividly explained by Shi Yue.
Madam Ninth was ashamed, but she did not dare to move. The flesh and flesh were rubbing against each other, exuding hot thoughts. The masculine and refreshing breath flowed and spread in her ears and nose!
I just felt that my whole body was weak and on the verge of collapse.
In addition to being shy and angry, a strong sense of comfort that had never appeared in my heart actually arose in my heart, and I secretly wished that my handsome brother would hold me tighter, or even get into his heart.
While thinking wildly, Shi Yue bumped left and right.
A few people moved neatly and squeezed into the innermost circle. They looked sideways at Madam Ninth's swaying little feet, bent down, and whispered softly: "Madam Ninth, come down..."
After saying this, Madam Ninth was not seen moving.
Looking up again, I saw Mrs. Ninth's soft and perky little buttocks, still sitting securely on his broad shoulders, her mouth slightly open, her eyes filled with water, and her brows filled with shame, as if she was intoxicated by the turmoil.
You can't extricate yourself from the pleasure caused by friction.
"Mrs. Ninth...won't you come down?" Shi Yue snickered in his heart: This girl seems to be really obsessed with me! Shi San's charm is still as awesome as before!
"Ah? Is this...is this here?" Mrs. Ninth opened her blurred eyes, and suddenly realized that she was hugging Shi Yue's intimate contact, and she was very embarrassed.
I...I am actually intoxicated in the arms of my handsome brother?
Lowering his head, he saw Shi Yue with a pair of expressive eyes open, looking at him with a smile. He hurriedly moved his waist, jumped down, walked a few steps forward, turned his back to straighten his clothes, and brushed the messy hair at his temples.
I never dared to raise my head again.
Her pretty face was as red as fire, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in!
There was no physical contact between Shi Yue and Madam Ninth, and she was finally able to comfort the angry-looking 'Little Shi Yue'. He took a deep breath and saw her lowering her head and rubbing the corners of her clothes, so he asked: "
Madam Ninth, you...what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Where do you feel uncomfortable? Of course it feels uncomfortable in the lower abdomen. Damn my handsome brother, you have caused me so much trouble!
Madam Ninth was like a frightened bird. She was so frightened that she backed away and said coquettishly: "Smelly stone, just stand there and don't move. Don't come over, lest you... you want to bully me again!"
"Mrs. Ninth, I didn't mean it just now...I'm much better now and won't bully you anymore..." Shi Yue defended weakly.
"That won't work. You are better, but I still feel very uncomfortable." After Mrs. Ninth said this, she seemed to feel something was wrong: it clearly meant that she was burned by the desire he stirred up.
I felt anxious and wanted to pinch him very hard, but I was afraid that when I was in love, I would get close to him and be infected by that masculine aura, which would make it even more uncomfortable.
He just stood in the distance, stamped his feet fiercely, gave him a resentful look, and said angrily: "I...I made a mistake just now. In fact, I...I don't feel uncomfortable at all. I blame you for not doing things well. Go back."
Chapter completed!