Meng Xiaoan admitted that he was a gangster, which is why he had those blasphemous thoughts that turned into blasphemous actions, but he did not regret it, because he was Meng Xiaoan, a man in an era of surging male hormones, and he would still be the same if it happened again.
He would do that. The situation at that time made Meng Xiaoan have that strong urge to be obscene.
Meng Xiaoan's trotter hand touched Zhao Yaoyao's protruding chest. Although his right hand was separated by clothes, his hand still felt the heat of the chest and the evil pleasure it brought about in his heart.
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Zhao Yaoyao stopped there as if she was electrocuted, and stopped all movements with her hands. Xihua was also stunned, and then gave a thumbs up.
When Zhao Yaoyao came back to her senses, she finally realized that it was Meng Xiaoan who had wiped her breasts. She stood up and shouted at Meng Xiaoan who had already fled with a sharp voice of more than 80 centimeters: "Meng Xiaoan, I want to
Kill you, you gangster."
Meng Xiaoan is already a hundred meters away. Tomorrow is the weekend, so Meng Xiaoan has enough time to do some things. After returning home, her sister has not come back yet. Meng Xiaoan is a good boy. Of course, this is from a certain aspect
As I said, Meng Xiaoan took the mop and mopped the floor. Meng Xiaoan first mopped the living room once, and then went to mop her sister's room. As soon as Meng Xiaoan entered her sister's room, she felt like she was in high spirits. The smell of her sister's room was so good. Sometimes
Meng Xiaoan was thinking why he was not his sister's lover, but his younger brother. Meng Xiaoan cursed God for teasing him like this. Meng Xiaoan suddenly put down the mop, and his evil heart came again, and he walked to his sister's
Next to the bed, he sat down and looked at his sister's photo on the table. His sister's smile was as bright as a flower. Meng Xiaoan kissed her sister's photo. Then, with a deep smile on his lips, he lay down on his sister.
I rolled on the bed, and everything my sister used was so fragrant. Meng Xiaoan took a deep breath, the pillow, my sister's pillow had an alluring fragrance. Meng Xiaoan pondered there for a few minutes, and then
; Reluctantly getting up, and then mopping the floor, Meng Xiaoan finally finished all the housework, and then sat leisurely on the sofa, holding a big apple and watching TV while eating, showing the tendency of a good family man.
Meng Xue came back and saw Meng Xiaoan there very leisurely, showing a sweet smile: "Xiaoan, are you so happy?"
Meng Xiaoan chuckled: "I took off all the clothes in my house once."
Meng Xue came to Xiao An's side. Meng Xiaoan gave her sister a few bites of the apple, and her sister also took a bite. Meng Xiaoan laughed like a child. This was an indirect kiss, and Meng Xiaoan smiled proudly.
"Xiao An, how's your singing going?" Meng Xuewen.
Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "Sister, how about we sing a song? Anyway, we have nothing to do and the speakers at home are good."
"Okay, I'll come and listen to my brother's singing."
Meng Xiao'an was relieved and immediately took out two microphones from the drawer and sang duet with her sister.
My sister’s voice is very nice. She likes Faye Wong’s songs, and the voice she imitates is very similar to Faye Wong’s, which is ethereal and melodious.
Meng Xiaoan is specifically looking for love songs that can be sung with expressions.
The two siblings sang to each other in the living room with forgetful expressions. Meng Xiaoan's voice was relatively deep and magnetic, and the guy practiced his voice a lot, so it was not out of tune.
While the guy was singing, he looked at himself with an expression in his eyes. Then, Meng Xiaoan's hands touched his sister's slender waist. At this moment, her sister was completely immersed in singing. Besides, Meng Xiaoan just
She likes small gestures like this, so it’s not surprising at all. She lets Meng Xiaoan touch her waist. Meng Xiaoan is doing two things at once. Of course, he also knows how to exercise caution, otherwise his sister will notice his evil intentions.
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Meng Xiaoan's hands were just rubbing oil on her sister's waist.
Naturally, this hand will not be let go.
The two of them sang there for almost an hour before they stopped.
Meng Xiaoan said: "Sister, sit down and I will massage your shoulders."
Sister laughed, Xiao An is really becoming more and more sensible.
Meng Xiaoan's hands were very gentle to massage her sister. Because Meng Xiaoan was standing, she could see her sister's firm breasts.
Meng Xiaoan looked through the slight gap in her sister's collar and saw the black bra her sister was wearing wrapping her proud breasts.
