Chapter 3117 : Cut the shares and eat 3——Meat meat
I closed my eyes and leaned tightly in his arms, feeling it quietly; but I couldn't get into the state no matter how hard I was.
According to psychology, maybe I mind that he has no legs, and it is too noble if he doesn't mind.
However, his kiss does taste different from before. It can be seen that according to psychology, although he pretends to be very similar, he still can't let go of it. He has a burden in his heart; the saint is not burdened.
In fact, I am not noble enough, he is not a saint, so we all tentatively get along again and kiss each other again.
Unfortunately, although I worked hard, I couldn't get into the state.[
But he kissed him very much and was very affectionate and persistent. Maybe he really needed to vent.
Since that's the case, I still didn't move, just like him.
I snuggled gently in his arms, and I felt a little dizzy, either sleepy, or I couldn't understand the situation.
"Ke'er took off her clothes and went up to sleep for a while. The jet lag is, it's time to rest now."
Yin Yijie kissed my forehead and said gently.
Blinking slowly, maybe he was right, I still need to make the jet lag, um, I'm ready
Yin Yijie stretched out his hand and pulled my clothes, and he wore a thin sweater in the room.
I immediately stood up and pulled his hand and refused. No, no, no, I don't take it off here.
He was in a bad mood, so I kissed him. It didn’t feel good yet. I don’t have to accompany him anymore, right?
It’s not that I think too much, but that his posture and eyes are typical desires and dissatisfaction with xxoo, immediately.
It's not the first time Yin Yijie has been in the hospital xxoo, but this time I'm very determined and feel uncomfortable with me.
Why does this always happen when we meet?
Do I sell meat?
I don’t know, I don’t know about my mother selling meat, I don’t know, I just don’t want to.
Yin Yijie's legs were gone, his movements were obviously unsuccessful. He lay half on the bed and looked at me. It was so pitiful.
I suddenly remembered that after kneeling down on the washboard, I wanted to hug me. I stood at the end of the bed, and he crawled over, and then fainted from pain.
Thinking of this, I hesitated and just left decisively. It felt wrong; stayed, it was not right;