She reached under the pillow, took out the Makarov pistol that could hold more than forty rounds of ammunition, and pressed it against Xiao Mo's head.
When a hard object pressed against Xiao Mo's head, he realized her resistance to him.
Raising her head, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her. She gritted her teeth and resisted the overwhelming numbness he had just given her. She said in a cold tone, "Do you want to die? How dare you kiss me here!"
Xiao Mo smiled slightly, looked at Liu Qiqi evilly, stretched out his hand to hold the Makarov pistol in her hand, his peach blossom eyes were full of romance, "You just said you can't kiss the mouth and chest, you didn't say, you can't kiss.
Below, is it Qiqi?"
Liu Qiqi was stunned and looked at Xiao Mo with a frown. Although she had already given birth to her child, her experience was so pitiful that she had no idea that she could kiss down there.
She pointed the pistol at him with a strange look on her face.
He smiled and took the Makarov from her hand, put the pistol under her pillow, and moved his long slender hands along her white neck to her chest, "Qiqi, if you don't care about your own feelings at all,
If so, what difference does it make where I kiss you?"
She didn't answer, just let him bury her head deeply.
She is not a passive person, no matter where or when she is. When she becomes aware of her body and feels desire, she immediately takes the initiative.
Her slender white hands grasped his hair tightly, her beautiful and slender thighs clung to his body, and her nails dug tightly into his scalp.
He screamed in pain, stood up and looked at her blushing face, then lowered his head and tried harder to please her.
She panted, her slender hands pulled his head tightly, and she turned over, lying sideways in his arms.
Seeing that his lips were stained with her juice, she stretched out her hand and touched his lips in a sadistic manner.
She rubbed it so hard that he wanted to put her fingers in his mouth several times, but remembering her mysophobia on the bed, he endured it again and again.
His big hands were already lingering on her white body, and her fingers were not to be outdone, rotating to his flat belly.
He took the initiative to straighten his body, wanting to deliver the goods to her door, and asked for her comfort.
But she happened to reach over here, and her fingers teased the skin on his thighs like playing a piano.
There was a look of longing in his phoenix eyes, and his devilish smile was bewitching.
Her hand went up his thigh, and her fingers flicked hard on his hot spot.
The pain made him groan, but the pleasure brought by the pain made him almost unable to help but remove his armor.
He roared, trying to push her down and then enter her hard.
But she smiled, and pressed him down with her legs contemptuously. She raised his chin with her index finger, and placed her shoulders on his chest. One was as fair as white jade, and the other was wheat-colored and had a healthy texture.
Such a scene was full of extreme temptation. He gasped and the blood in his body boiled.