43, Inglourious Basterds

Yang Fei'er's face turned red again, and she asked unrelentingly: "You are still like this, I was worried about death just now, tell me quickly, what's going on with Peng Jiayu!"

Li Yifan said shamelessly: "If you know my secret, you have to be my girlfriend!"

Yang Fei'er's face turned cold, and she turned her head: "If you don't say pull down, send me back quickly!"

Li Yifan is a person who has come over, and he didn't know that her curiosity was getting more serious at the moment, so he said: "I have special functions, do you believe it?"

Yang Fei'er immediately turned her head and said with a smile: "Believe!"

It's changing so fast!

Li Yifan sighed.

"Isn't that the end of it?" Li Yifan spread his hands and made a gesture of indifference.

"Hmph, will you tell me?" Yang Fei'er pulled his arm and shook it, saying.

Li Yifan laughed, and sent out a wave of consciousness to the chick in his mind: "Get started! The heavenly girl has descended to the earth!"

"Hmph, I'm tired, I don't have time to pay attention to you!"

"What are you laughing at!" Yang Fei'er wrinkled her little nose slightly, looked at him with a pair of dark eyes, and said dissatisfied.

"You believe it's a special function, what are you asking?" I have to say that Li Yifan is very cheap, and he feels that the appetite of hanging beauties is very happy.

But when she saw Yang Da Meinu, she immediately turned her head, ignored him, and sobbed for a while.

Li Yifan's cheap bones also have a major feature that he can't see beautiful women crying, as long as Lin Xiaojing shed tears in his previous life, he could agree to anything, of course, it can't be beyond his ability.

"Baby, don't cry, okay?" said 30-year-old Li softly.

Who knows, Yang Da Beauty cried even more fiercely.

He smiled and thought to himself, the more you cry, the happier I am, baby, crying is not a sin.

Lao Li shamelessly put his hand on her shoulder, gently stroked her long hair for the first time, and said softly: "In this life, let's be a pair of fateful mandarin ducks." ”

"Hmph, boss, you're wrong, the mandarin ducks are a pair, you should be a male lion!" the chick's voice came.

"Go aside, I can't stand you, it's always a mess at a critical time!" Li Yifan sent out a wave of consciousness.

When Yang Fei'er heard his words, her body stiffened, she stopped crying, turned her head, and the tip of her nose was red: "You haven't passed my test yet!"

When Lao Li heard it, he immediately grabbed his head with both hands: "Sister Fei'er, are you too picky?"

Yang Fei'er chuckled and sniffed: "I mean really!"

"Then how can we pass the test?" said Lao Li eagerly.

"Don't say it!" Yang Fei'er puffed out her mouth and said.

With a small mouth, the first time, the first time, Lao Li was stunned all of a sudden!

Then he hung his head again and said: "I still have to test, woo, then you let me kiss a little mouth!"

Yang Fei'er was already a little accustomed to his occasional hooligan scoundrel, looking at his embarrassment, he felt funny, so he scolded softly: "Little rascal!"

Lao Li raised his head, still making a weak appearance, and said, "Sister Fei'er, let me touch your little hand!"

"Ah~~~", Yang Damei was so frightened that she hid on the other side of the car.

"Hehe, you can't escape from my palm!" Li Yifan pounced and pressed her under him.

Quiet, absolutely quiet, only the rapid breathing of the two could be heard.

Yang Fei'er was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, feeling Li Yifan's breath spraying on her face.

The first time so close, the breath of a young man!

Lao Li didn't climb the pole at this time, it was 30 years in vain.

I saw him kiss it gently, and it was Yang Fei'er's little nose that was still a little red.

Yang Da Meinu trembled, her small mouth opened slightly, and she kept panting.

For Lao Li, Yang Fei'er has a charming fragrance, and he is lost at the moment.

Kiss it!

Lao Li felt that the little lips of the girl under him immediately pursed, and the small mouth was tightly closed.

Damn, this first kiss is too imperfect, this thought flashed, Lao Li stretched out a hand and gently stroked the girl's ear, which was very soft and had a thin pubescence.

The ears of the "first daughter", Lao Li, who was already an old rascal, immediately came to a conclusion.

Being touched like this, the big beauty Yang under her immediately softened, Lao Li proudly licked her lips gently, and then took advantage of the weakness to enter, and when she sucked, the soft cloves and luscious fragrance entered the tiger's mouth.

First kiss, perfect!

If a girl has an emotional foundation for a man, then when the kiss reaches this point, the girl is already emotional.

Maybe this is also the first kiss of Yang Da Beauty, and she doesn't want to end it hastily, so she wants to make this ceremony perfect and start responding.

She hugged Li Yifan's back with both hands.

To this extent, her little liver has been tied to Lao Li's body.

Through his clothes, Lao Li could feel the softness of the two incomparably moving and surprising elasticities on his chest, and he wanted to stretch his hand up, but he knew that it should be enough. So, after a few minutes, he let go of his big mouth, put his old face on the tender face of Yang Da Beauty, and rubbed it gently.

Yang Da Meinu still had her eyes closed, her face flushed, and she was breathing heavily.

"Baby!" Lao Li said softly, he still wanted to say those three words again, but the 30-year-old thought had already said these three words to Lin Xiaojing in his previous life, and felt that these three words were no longer worth anything to him.

So he held back and changed a few words: "I will always be good to you!"

After speaking, he gently rubbed his nose on Yang Fei'er's tender face.

Yang Da Mei felt his gentleness, and after a while, she said softly: "Get up!"

Of course, Lao Li got up, and he stretched out his hand and picked up Yang Fei'er's upper body from the car seat.

The two sat like this, hugged each other, and clinged to each other.

For Yang Fei'er like this for the first time, it was obvious that the tighter Lao Li hugged her, the more comfortable she felt, this was the instinct of the human body, so she didn't let go of the little hand holding his back.

In this way, they hugged each other tightly and continued until the physiological excitement curve slowly descended, telling them: it was time to let go.

When it was almost time, Yang Fei'er let go of her little hand, gently pushed him away, lowered her head, her eyes still didn't dare to look at him, and said in a whisper: "You, can you really be good to me all the time?"

Beautiful women are always insecure, Lao Li swore at this time: "Baby, you will be my leader in the future, and my money will be in your hands!"

Although Lao Li didn't answer her directly, but in Yang Fei'er's ears, this sentence had full effect, she raised her head, and said with a smile and a coquettish: "Who wants your money!"

Lao Li touched his lips, unfinished, and said, "Baby, sweet!"

Yang Da Mei nudged him in disgust, then gently fell down, leaned on his chest, and said nothing.

Maybe it was a turning point in her life, maybe after so many years, she finally made up her mind to follow a man, so when she got something, she found that she lost something.

After the sweetness, she was a little stunned.

Women are like that!

Lao Li didn't speak at this time, so he asked her to enjoy this feeling, and this feeling will not be repeated in the future.

It is said that the desire is endless, but there is always a time when the momentary feeling disappears, and when her feeling is almost the same, her mood is also a little more relaxed, and it is replaced by the joy of being a girlfriend again.

"Let's go back!" she grabbed one of Li Yifan's arms with both hands, slightly tilted her small mouth, and felt a little coquettish.

"Where are you going, are you going to me?" said Lao Li.

Yang Fei'er then said "um" arrogantly, the kind of sound that dragged on and went up, shook his arm unexpectedly, and said, "Don't go!"

"I'm serious, it's already past one o'clock in the evening, you can't go back, do you want to go to the private room with me?"

"Ahh

Lao Li smiled: "Baby, go to me, you sleep in the bed, I sleep on the sofa, isn't it good?"

Yang Fei'er immediately smiled sweetly: "Okay! Don't change the hexagram, otherwise, I will definitely not pay attention to you anymore!"

But when she officially entered the residence with Lao Li, she became very nervous, as if she was doing something wrong.

"Baby, sit down, what's polite when you get to your own house!" Lao Li said to her shamelessly.

Yang Fei'er glanced at him, sat on the sofa unceremoniously, and looked at the living room for the second time.