"Xiao An, come on." Qian Meng looked forward to seeing Xiao An turn the tide.
Meng Xiaoan told the truth: "Well, my skills are really not that good, but I can just dunk a little."
"Really?" Qian Meng looked at Meng Xiaoan with wide eyes. Meng Xiaoan is only a little over 1.7 meters tall. He can dunk? What is the concept of that?
"You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"What do you think?" Meng Xiaoan suddenly smiled arrogantly and said, "Okay, if you want to see it, I'll let you see it."
Meng Xiaoan said that he didn't care what those people thought of him, and he went up to the basketball court in an awesome manner and said, "I'll do it."
The people in No. 3 Middle School stared at the guy who suddenly came to kill him with wide eyes. Who is this kid?
As for the people on his side, they looked at him with disbelief. This guy is a master from his own school?
Meng Xiaoan knew that they had great doubts in their hearts, so he smiled, and at a rocket speed he rushed to the classmate holding the basketball in front of him. He stretched out his hand and took the basketball firmly, and then put it in front of the audience.
The basketball was thrown out, two meters away from the basketball hoop. Before the basketball fell, Meng Xiaoan's body jumped out again, flying high into the air, like a roc, flying alone.
His hand suddenly grabbed the top of the basketball, and he dunked in one go.
Only a loud bang was heard from the basket.
Then Meng Xiaoan landed on the ground, pointed at the people whose eyes seemed to explode from No. 3 Middle School, and said domineeringly: "You can do that?"
It was completely boiling, and everyone in the audience was completely shocked and shouting.
The shock that Meng Xiaoan brought to them was unparalleled.
Qian Meng covered her mouth, this, this, Xiao An really knows how to dunk?
The ability to bounce is at least two meters high. He is not human at all.
Meng Xiaoan knew that the impulse had been aroused. He just wanted to shock those people in No. 3 Middle School. It was meaningless.
"I'm not in the mood to play with you today. I'll come back when I have time." After Meng Xiaoan finished speaking, he took Qian Meng and walked away gracefully.
He left behind a very impressive figure.
………
"Xiao An, you are such a secretive person."
"It's just so-so." Meng Xiaoan said with a smile, and then pulled Qian Meng out of the school quickly, "We are going to book a room."
"Bad guy."
"Don't you just like me as a bad guy?" Meng Xiao'an laughed loudly and really took Qian Meng to rent a house.
……….
"Girl, how about we play a more exciting game?" Meng Xiaoan was so horny that he must play a hot game later tonight.
Qian Meng lowered her eyebrows, curved her lips, smiled slightly, and said softly: "You can do whatever you want."
"That's true." A certain obscene man's eyes widened, and he burst into tears with excitement.
"Hey, it turns out this is the life of dreaming about a man." Meng Xiaoan looked like he was enjoying it, and let out such an unscrupulous sigh. Qian Meng half-knelt between his legs, while Meng Xiaoan sat up slightly,
His fingers gently teased her hair.
"The sound of rain, wind, and hissing are all in my ears." Meng Xiaoan said extremely evilly, "Let's start from below." He suddenly felt a strange and blasphemous pleasure in his heart.
Qian Meng raised her head to look at his face, but she still unzipped the zipper obediently. Her slender fingers touched his high spirits.
Qian Meng hesitated for a few seconds, two blushes appeared on her face, which was very tempting. Her delicate lips seemed to be dripping with blood. Her right hand gently held Meng Xiaoan's head, and then took it away like lightning.
She felt a strange temperature on her hands, a high-spirited and fiery jump.
Meng Xiaoan lifted her chin with his right hand and said in a calm voice: "Girl, think about it, otherwise I won't be able to stop later. Look, this weather is really good.
, as a boy with a good reputation, there is no guarantee that I will not fight thousands of people."
Meng Xiaoan's eyes were full of ambiguity.
Meng Xiaoan's hand held her wrist, and his gentle eyes placed it on her head like a treasure. Qian Meng felt the beating of the rhythm of life, the sound of blood boiling, and its expansion, like the surging tide.
The other hand gently touched her face, eyes full of lust fixedly looking at that red face.
"Thousands of rounds, I'm afraid you won't succeed." Qian Meng smiled coquettishly and looked provocatively.
"..."
"Afraid, actually, I'm not someone to be trifled with." Qian Meng's eyes were full of spring water, "You've pissed me off, and I want you to drain yourself to death."
"Ah...ha...this..." Meng Xiaoan hesitated, "I'm surprised, but I like it."
Meng Xiaoan was so ashamed that he fell to the ground. We cannot underestimate the current post-90s generation.
"Sit up." Meng Xiaoan squinted his eyes with an ambiguous smile on his lips.
Holding Qian Meng behind his back, Meng Xiaoan looked at his back. It was white and smooth, showing a graceful arc, with a suffocating beauty. It might be good to take a camera to take pictures at this time, but Meng Xiaoan suppressed this impulse.
, she maintains her figure very well, which Meng Xiaoan still likes very much. If she has a good figure, but her facial features are not very good, she can still be considered a half-top woman.
"Ah..." Qian Meng closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, stretched her arms back, and placed them on his waist. She felt a kind of full boil rolling in her body.
Meng Xiaoan rested his head on her shoulder, smelled the faint scent of hair, and felt quiet in his heart. This feeling made Meng Xiaoan feel in a trance, as if he was in another space, and his hands were gently moving around various parts of her body.
, the fingers are warm, not as cold as usual.
"I...I want...um..." Qian Meng squeezed out a series of squeaks from between her clenched teeth.
"Girl, you have to hold it back."
"Uh...ah...hmm" His murder weapon was unusually powerful.
Chaomeng tried her best to control her ###. However, she was soon manipulated by Meng Xiaoan and became passionate.
The sound of rain outside the window could not weaken their ###### voices at all.
After Meng Xiaoan had sex, he drank two glasses of boiling water, then asked Qian Meng to put on black socks, and then danced a ballet in front of him.
Meng Xiaoan kept stroking his hands, and kept pouring out extremely ambiguous words from his mouth.
Meng Xiaoan finally said that you can get a pole here another day when you have time, and do a pole dance the next time you come back.
Qian Meng said it was no problem at all, jumped on the bed and pressed on Meng Xiaoan, very like a queen: "Come on, boy, I can withstand your thrust."
The two were messing around in bed again.
"tired."
"Yeah." Qian Meng obediently leaned her head on Meng Xiaoan's shoulder.
"Don't touch my dick all the time with your little hands, let it rest."
Qian Meng looked like she was admitting her mistake: "I'm used to it."
Meng Xiaoan smiled and talked to Qian Meng about love in bed.
By the time Meng Xiaoan came out of Qian Meng's house, the rain had stopped.
"I never imagined that Qian Meng, who could not help but be frail, was so stunning in bed and won my heart." Meng Xiaoan smacked her chin and smiled.
"Shameless guy."
A big black bird flew by and dropped something dark, which looked like bird droppings.
"I've never been shameless before, but this is the first time I've seen someone so shameless."
A emaciated dog vomited.
Meng Xiaoan lowered his head in shame and left, muttering in a low voice: "I provoked whomever I provoked. It's easy for me."
