Suddenly, Li Si felt waves of weak electric current swimming through his body, stimulating every cell. This feeling had never happened before, at least it was the most exciting in the past twenty-six years. Li Si could not help but hugged Li Wanrou,
That graceful figure seemed to be floating in a dream. Li Wanrou's tongue wandered on Li Si's chest.
Suddenly, a delicate little hand grasped the little guy who was holding up the sky. Li Si suddenly trembled and his eyes suddenly opened, as if he suddenly saw something frightening. He sat up suddenly
Got up.
"Little Four!" Li Wanrou was covered in a layer of pink. She rolled up her long skirt and straddled Li Si's body. Under the skirt, black thong panties were exposed. Her crotch was clearly visible, and she was shy.
He looked at Li Si and said: "I..."
"Sister Wanrou, we...can't do that!" Li Si sighed.
"Why, why not!" Li Wanrou suddenly lost her composure. She looked at Li Si and said hysterically: "I know you dislike me just because I am a widow, right? A widow that no one wants!!"
"No, it's not like that!" Li Si hugged the tearful Li Wanrou and said, "Sister Wanrou, this is not what you said!"
"You just dislike me. I know I'm not good enough for you!" Li Wanrou sobbed: "But, I don't ask for anything, don't you also care about me? I have nothing to give you, only this one.
I can give you a pretty body, but do you even dislike this?"
"Sister Wanrou, it's really not like this!" Li Si shook his head hurriedly. He hugged Li Wanrou and kissed her on the lips, gently and lightly. He held the lower lip in his mouth, which was smooth and greasy. He gently touched Li Wanrou's lips with the tip of his tongue.
His body suddenly trembled slightly. Li Si let go of her lips and said, "Sister Wanrou, ugh..."
Li Wanrou put on her clothes and combed them in the mirror. When she turned around, she had finished arranging them. She glanced at Li Si and said, "Forget it, I understand your heart. You only have Su Rou in your heart, and you can't tolerate it anymore."
No one else!"
Li Wanrou's eyes were red and slightly misty. She only hated that I was born before you were born, and she only hated that you were born and that I was old.
That's all, maybe this is life, maybe this is fate, no matter what, I met him anyway and did not let myself miss him. If there is no chance today, maybe there will be tomorrow. One day, I will slowly be gentle to you.
My heart slowly allows you to accept me.
[Recommend a book from a friend, "Swallowing Heavenly Divine Body"]
