Situ Qinglang was very puzzled, according to his careful observation, Sweetheart was obviously fine for the past two days, why did he still have to cushion - that?

"Women are too troublesome. He couldn't help but complain and kissed his little sweetheart to the fullest.

Sweetheart's figure was too small compared to Situ Qinglang, and Situ Qinglang had to lower his head when he was pressed against the wall, which was very uncomfortable, so he suddenly picked her up and put her directly on the sink.

"Legs straddling me. He pointed to his hard hip bones.

Sweetheart wondered what this was going to do, could it be now? Can't even wait tonight?

She was close to him, nervously wrapping around his waist, and Situ Qinglang led her into his arms, and at the same time pushed forward.

Sweetheart immediately contracted in fright, and Situ Qinglang gasped - he was stuck there, almost unable to hold back his strength.

"Aren't you all right?" he said in a hoarse voice, tormented by the scorching lust.

Sweetheart licked her lips and carefully explained: "Anyway, it's not like before, but it's not completely over, and it will come back from time to time." ”

"It's too much trouble. Situ Qinglang repeated again, his brows furrowed, as if he was struggling.

He couldn't help but say, "What to do, I'm about to take it anymore now." ”

Foreheads against each other, lips and teeth against each other, sweetheart could see Qinglang's inner struggle, her eyelashes trembled slightly, in Situ Qinglang's eyes, it looked obviously nervous and timid, but it seemed to be sending him an invitation, making him suffer in his heart.

"Then or ...... Now?" Sweetheart hesitated for a moment, and the hero leaned forward again and kissed him on the chin, "If you want, then we'll do it now." ”

Situ Qinglang pushed forward a little more, and his sweetheart's face immediately turned white.

"Are you sure it's now?" he scratched her little nose, "and you look a little nervous." ”

"I'm ......" Sweetheart's gaze dodged, close to his hot chest, hearing his heartbeat chaotic and rapid, and unconsciously relented.

"I'm sure. She gritted her teeth and emphasized repeatedly, "But you have to be lighter, I'm afraid of death, I can't stand the pain last time." ”

Situ Qinglang nodded, and the friction was tentative, shallow in and out.

Sweetheart's nervous whole body tensed, and she made a whimpering sound like a kitten, not knowing whether she was scared or comfortable.

Looking at her pitiful little appearance, Situ Qinglang endured and endured again and again, struggled again and again, and finally decided - forget it, come back at night.

He pulled the shower on the side, suddenly turned on the cold water, and rushed twice on himself, and the sweetheart was splashed by the cold water, and the cold was excited.

The scorching flame in his heart was extinguished a little bit, Situ Qinglang rushed at the crotch, the sweetheart was thrilled, and couldn't help but ask distressedly: "What's wrong with the good end?" Don't rush at it, I'll just relax a little." ”

Situ Qinglang smiled, and tried to adjust the temperature of the water with his hand until the water temperature rose to a moderate level of hot and cold, and then he took his sweetheart down and put it under the shower to wash off the sweat on her body.

"Don't do it now, don't we still have to go out to play, this kind of thing is better to come back tonight. ”

Sweetheart was suddenly moved, she hugged him tightly and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you to do five thunderstorms at night!"

Situ Qinglang smiled and scratched her little nose: "I hope you don't have any more accidents this time, otherwise I really want to be cold." ”

The two helped each other take a bath, Situ Qinglang wrapped the sweetheart tightly and carried her out, and the sweetheart instantly had a sense of becoming a sandbag.

With a towel around his waist, he sat on the edge of the bed and patted his thigh, motioning for his sweetheart to sit on her lap, and he took the dry towel and dried her hair.

Sweetheart suddenly turned into a lion's head, Situ Qinglang was very powerful, she felt that her head was about to be rubbed off, and as soon as the towel was taken away, Situ Qinglang looked at his masterpiece and smiled unkindly.

"Where are you going today?"

"Hmm...... Is it okay to go to Ocean Park?" asked Sweetheart, grabbing her hair.

Situ Qinglang didn't care, it was the same for him wherever he went, so he readily agreed, nodded and said, "I rented a car from the hotel yesterday, and I will drive you there today." What are you going to have for breakfast?"

Hearing the "breakfast", the sweetheart's stomach gurgled, Situ Qinglang was speechless, and he dared to love three meals a day, which was really indispensable, as if he had fed a little pet.

"Go across the road, and keep walking, there is a porridge shop, I passed by the other night and saw it, it seems to be very good!" "Sweetheart's eyes are full of stars, "Shall we drink porridge?" ”

"Then I'll take you to a small shop in Mong Kok to eat, I took Qingqing to go there last time, and the porridge there is very famous. Situ Qinglang built yì road.

Sweetheart has no desires and no desires, and some are very happy to eat, so she readily agreed: "Okay, I will listen to you." ”

"Then get dressed and go, you go and change your clothes. The macho Situ Qinglang wiped the water off his sweetheart as if he was taking care of his daughter, so that he could take care of wiping his hair that was still low.

Sweetheart took out a T-shirt and jeans from a small box and put them on, and tied her hair into a high ponytail, Situ Qinglang changed into a casual shirt and jeans in front of the mirror, lining her legs long and straight, she was really envious of the dead.

"Don't you wear a T-shirt? Why do you always wear a shirt? Sweetheart stood next to him and peered in the mirror.

Situ Qinglang took the sunglasses and put them on the bridge of his nose, and replied casually: "Because it looks spiritual." ”

It's too stinky fart, a stinky and beautiful Virgo, the sweetheart sticks out her tongue in her heart, this kind of narcissistic Cheng dù is comparable to Brother Ma Sheng.

After the two of them were dressed, Situ Qinglang hugged his sweetheart and went downstairs, the doorman had already parked the car booked by Situ Qinglang at the door, Situ Qinglang took the car key and got into the car with his sweetheart.

Sweetheart climbed up from the right door without looking, Situ Qinglang stood at the door and mocked: "Are you planning to be a driver?"

"I can't drive it again-" Before the word "sweetheart" could be blurted out, she suddenly found that the steering wheel was actually on her side!

"Crawl over. Situ Qinglang's knee touched the little pp of the sweetheart.

The sweetheart crawled to the side, Situ Qinglang sat down, fastened his seat belt, adjusted the rearview mirror, and started the car and set off.

The streets of Hong Kong are very narrow, and there is no width of several lanes in parallel like in the mainland, but the whole road is orderly, and there is no lane change and overtaking on the two lanes, and it is very smooth to drive.

Situ Qinglang drove the car, and her sweetheart looked at the window curiously, and she muttered coldly: "If only I had come to Hong Kong a few years earlier, maybe I could bring my grandmother with me." ”

Situ Qinglang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized a problem - he only knew that Sweetheart died not long after she was born, but he didn't know what happened at that time.

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