"It's worth it! Not only do I think so, I think anyone who follows a woman will think so! I want to be your woman. This is what you promised and acknowledged in person just now. Don't even think about going back on it!" Masaki Yamada hugged Zhuo
Yifan raised his arm and said in a tired voice.
"Are you sure it wasn't impulsive?" Zhuo Yifan suppressed the smile on his face and asked solemnly.
"I'm sure! Moreover, dad also supports us being together! He already knows that I like you, and he has no objection to us being together! I think he must also support it! I don't care, I will be your woman from now on, if you dare
If you don't want me, I'll die for you!" Yamada Masaki said with a serious look on her face.
Zhuo Yifan patted his forehead with a headache, then looked seriously into Masaki Yamada's eyes and spoke for a long time.[
Zhuo Yifan's silence made Yamada Masaki feel a little guilty. She didn't know what he meant. Seeing that he was just looking at her and had no intention of speaking, the atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant. In the air,
It seemed that a special substance was spreading rapidly, oppressing Masaki Yamada's breathing, causing her originally normal face to slowly turn crimson, and her breathing to become faster and faster.
Finally, Masaki Yamada couldn't hold back the impulse in her heart and desperately hugged Zhuo Yifan's neck and kissed him.
Zhuo Yifan did not refuse, nor did he mean to avoid it. Their lips met, and the feeling they had in the library before came out again, filling their brains and every cell.
With the experience of the previous time, Yamada Masaki's proactive attack this time still has a certain effect. The little tongue imitated Zhuo Yifan's behavior in the library before, actively seducing Zhuo Yifan and inserting his tongue into his mouth.
Come in. The two slippers are like naughty children, teasing and entangled with each other, and they are inseparable from each other.
Zhuo Yifan felt a heat rising in his body. If this was not on campus, if it was on the big bed in his villa, or even in his car, Zhuo Yifan would not be able to help but put Yamada Masaki
He was completely plucked out, and then executed on the spot. Unfortunately, the place was not right, so Zhuo Yifan had to force himself to suppress his inner impulse. However, his two hands were not idle, and he kept stroking Yamada Masaki's youthful place.
She was constantly exploring and stroking her body, and even put a hand on her thighs that were exposed to the air. The smoothness and sex that could be felt between the tentacles gave Zhuo Yifan a sense of blood.
Feeling squirting.
Under the teasing of Zhuo Yifan, a veteran in love, Yamada Masaki was already breathing heavily, her pretty face was flushed, and her whole body was twisting uneasily in Zhuo Yifan's arms. She felt like her body was
It was as if I had a fever, and it was rising continuously. It was so hot that it felt like the clothes I was wearing were becoming a burden.
Zhuo Yifan's hand, without knowing when, had already lifted up Masaki Yamada's day-blue pleated skirt and groped for the thigh between the slender legs. Masaki Yamada's delicate body followed.
Shivering, as if he had collapsed, as soft as water, and had lost all his strength. Zhuo Yifan's big hand touched the most sensitive area at the base of his leg, and even brushed his most secret area from time to time.
The area brought about waves of unbearable numbness and strange feeling, as if there were ants crawling in his penis, and his legs unconsciously tightened a little. Unfortunately, Zhuo Yifan's big hand was blocking it.
