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1965. Liar 17

After drinking the hot milk, was the essence a little more energetic or the temptation to return to the hot bed. [26nbsp;] She ran into Ye Jia's bedroom to get her cell phone. Ye Jia followed in, and she turned around unsteadily

, falling into Ye Jia's arms, like a bird that fell into the trap.

The warm sweetheart hugged Ye Jia's hands heated up. After exercising, his limbs seemed to be hot, his throat was dry and smoked, and he became tense, thirsty, and seemed to be thirsty. He started last night

The "desire" that was full of tears broke out again at this moment, and it was out of control...

It was an instinct. He lowered his head and kissed the rosy lips in the morning.

Realizing that his body was so hot and hard, Feng Feng stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck. There was still the smell of milk in each other's mouths, but it seemed like aphrodisiac poison. The bed seemed so close. I don't know when,

The two of them have completely fallen into the sky...

Her clothes were stripped off one by one; his clothes were also stripped off one by one. Two uninformed bodies were tightly entangled, eager but unaware of the key points.

The deep kiss was already suffocating, and the scorching heat on his body was even more life-threatening. The more anxious he was, the more panicked he was. She struggled slightly under him, and the two of them looked like little beasts that were incompetent.

In just a moment, he suddenly found the direction, and she immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain, the burning fire penetrated deep into her body, as if the pain was about to penetrate into the depths of her soul...

Before she could shout out, she was already kissed tightly by him. The tip of her tongue was surging and she was almost suffocated to death. As soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled hurriedly and kissed her again...

Then, her pain turned into such a strange and strange □□, and her body couldn't help but rhythm with him...

I don't know how long it took, but the two stopped at the same time, sweating was as wet as two small beasts running and lost, tired and novel, strange and happy.

The two of them were confused, and Ye Jia suddenly blushed and buried her head in her soft chest, looking shy. Feng Feng also blushed and laughed secretly. It's like this, it's like this again! At this moment,

Shouldn’t it be the hero who comforted the heroine? Why is the plot completely reversed?

She gently stroked his sweaty hair like a child, and then heard his subtle voice: "Xiaofeng, what do you think?"

Her voice was also subtle: "This... hurts a little..."

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