Zitong moved his hand to his arms, and looked at him with a crooked face. This guy now seems to be more and more laughed.
However, what he laughed was really ... so seductive!
"If you are not full, you can continue ..." Bei Chen lowered his face, squinting his eyes with his eyes greeted her eyes, "Eat me!"
"No interest!"
She turned her face intentionally and didn't look at him.
However, he raised her arms slightly to raise her, and her lips crossed her ears.
"Then I eat you!"
"don't want!"
She blushed like burning.
This bastard is getting more and more unscrupulous.
He didn't care about her rejection, but he leaned his face more and more to her neck and kissed gently. He was always smart and good at observing. He knew where she was the most sensitive | feeling.
"Bastard ..." She twisted a ball in his arms, looking for an opportunity, and flew away. He just wanted to make a ghost face with him.
Between a beam pillar, looking at his smile with a smile, Zitong just smiled and scolded, "Bastard Beichen, are you bullying me?" Is it worse than you? "
"Don't move, let me take a good look at you." He whispered.
She no longer struggled, but just leaned on the beam pillar, raised her face, and let him see.
Beichen raised her hand to pull her hair on her head, her golden hair was hanging, her head was immediately as if the waterfall slipped down, and she fell on her shoulders.
The moonlight came in from the open window, and the night wind brushed the long yarn. Her face was in the light, so beautiful.
Bei Chen raised his palm, pinched her chin, and slowly closer her face to her.
When he was about to kiss her, he suddenly stopped and poured the other palm in the air.
In the palm, a lot of Qingling fruit appeared immediately.
As soon as Zimang flashed, the snacks were immediately drilled out, and the large fruit was rolled into the stomach with the tongue.
Grab him in the finger, Bei Chen threw it out of the window, waved his sleeves gently, the window had closed tightly.
In the room, only the slight sound made by the candlelight core, and the two people gradually breathed.
Raise the palms and open the hair that covers her face, Beichen slowly hangs her face, approaching her.
"Zitong, I love you, love, love it very much!"
Her heart suddenly hurt, "I know."
He didn't say any more words, but just dropped his face and kissed her affectionately. She also raised her arms, hugged his neck, and responded.
For two years, she has grown a lot. This height is just suitable for kissing him.
Unbutton the belt, slide the robe.
Holding her to the Chinese bed, put her on the soft brocade, Beichen kissed her ears and said two words.
"girl."
"girl?"
"I like girls!"
Zitong reacted, and he answered the question about her child before.
"Why?"
"Because ..." He raised his face, looked at her face, and tone seriously. "I don't want to share you with any man, even my son, it won't work!"
Zitong laughed, "vinegar jar!"
"Then do you like it?"
She raised her hand to support his face, "Like!"
His domineering, his love, naive appearance when he was jealous ...
Everything, she likes not to love enough, who calls him to be her Beichen?!
He raised his lips with satisfaction, "I like you too, as long as you hear you say that you like me, I will be happy!"
I like the mood you like me, and I like to be liked to be like this ...