What is most lacking in the relationship is not the passion, but the persistence after the passion!

The 'affection' with Xiao Sheng, left with sixteen, developed to twenty, although the two did not have the name of husband and wife at that time, but also had skin blending, from acquaintance, to love, after the passion is more of the dependence born from the heart. Traveling thousands of miles to Miaojiang, maybe Xiao Sheng's arrival was not only for Mandala himself, but his persistence and uninhibition made Mandala sincerely loved!

From the initial glad 'acceptance', to the later mandala's forgetful 'cooperation', all highlighted her devotion to it, enjoying the slightly jerky catering of the mandala, Xiao Sheng, who was covered with beads of sweat all over his body, like a tireless wild horse, galloping in the field of desire, and the primitive desire that was completely aroused made him more and more forgetful.

The temptation that made Xiao Sheng from his heart spurred him to constantly change his posture, when the mahogany high bed, overwhelmed with a 'squeak' sound, when the mandala was impacted, lost his thoughts, forgot to be reserved, and broke his mouth and moaned, the charming night became more fascinating, and the unbearable sound in the room, relying on each other, was more tempting, and more full of desire.

Panting and curled up in Xiao Sheng's arms, the mandala who raised his head slightly, wiped the sweat beads for Xiao Sheng with his jade fingers, and suddenly thought of something, regardless of her slightly tired body, grinned her legs, and pulled out the white wide handkerchief that was specially placed below to show her chastity.

Xiao Sheng, who sat up with the mandala in surprise, felt the changes in the other party's body and complexion, hugged the other party's waist from behind, covered the opponent's arrogance and ru, and his cheeks were close to Xiao Sheng, who was close to the side of the other party's face, followed her gaze, looked at the white handkerchief that was half a meter wide, and before he could speak, the mandala suddenly turned his head sideways, and said to Xiao Sheng beside him with a slight whimper:

"I'm really ......" Before she finished speaking, the corners of Xiao Sheng's mouth had covered the other party's moist seductive lips, this time she had never been lost in the mandala, as if she didn't explain this matter clearly, as if she couldn't let go of it, she pushed away Xiao Sheng with one arm, squirmed the corners of her mouth, and wanted to continue, this time she couldn't speak, Xiao Sheng said first:

"Do you really care about that layer of film that is only 0.05 millimeters thick? To put it simply, if you have practiced dancing, sports, or even a heavy fall or a thigh, it is possible that the film will disappear in an instant! As for the so-called 'falling red', it refers to the ancient ladies who stayed at home, mainly based on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"You ......"

"What I said is true! If you really don't, do you think you can still sit in that position on June 6? Okay, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, let's not spend time entangled in this, okay? According to what you said, it is estimated that modern women, few of them meet the standards, unless they start from elementary school, occupy one first, and go all the way to get married, otherwise affected by the culture of the island country, now the men are so anxious, and it is difficult to find them in junior high school. This is a matter of gray reality. Listening to Xiao Sheng's 'eloquent' 'explanation', Mandala, who was no longer as nervous as he was just now, lay on his side in his arms under Xiao Sheng's embrace, but obviously this unrelieved affection affected Mandala's mood, and she was no longer as bird-like as she was just now, she always glanced at Xiao Sheng from time to time, for fear that the man in front of him would have a trace of emotion.

The deep-rooted feudal thinking made Mandala lose that potential desire, feeling the stiff body of the other party, and did not persuade Xiao Sheng again, but whispered in his ear:

"Yushu backyard flower, this poem is written with a lot of connotation, especially this word card, it really makes people think about it!" When he said this, Xiao Sheng's eyes blinked, and he glanced at the mandala, and instantly became 'tangled' because of Xiao Sheng's words, and the mandala bit the corner of his lip tightly, not knowing how to answer.

"If you bleed this time, it can only mean that you have hemorrhoids! It wasn't until Xiao Sheng said this that Mandala understood that the man in front of him was indirectly soothing himself, and her cheeks were regained and she buried her head tighter......

The madness of the early morning continued and repetitively staged, I don't know if it was Xiao Sheng's tolerance that made Mandala feel the trust of his heart, and the gradually released Mandala tried all kinds of actions for Xiao Sheng.

Although the heart is a beast, but more cherishing the lovely Xiao Sheng around him, there is no animal to stretch the 'clutches' to the 'backyard flowers', this kind of 'pervasive' thing, and only scout the livestock, do it, Xiao Sheng is unwilling to see his own woman too 'painful', sex, love is between men and women, wholeheartedly blended, a way to express love, if it is purely for venting, Xiao Sheng is willing to buy a piece of pork......

As soon as it was noon, the mandala that tried several poses for Xiao Sheng in the early morning was nested in Xiao Sheng's arms at this time, hugging each other tightly! Although he had woken up, his tired body was reluctant to leave Xiao Sheng's embrace, and then the two of them nested in bed alone for nearly half an hour.

According to local customs, before twelve o'clock, you must offer tea to the old man and greet the witch chief. Seeing that the time was almost up, and Mandala, the girl, still hugged herself and didn't let go, pushed away Xiaoqing's Xiao Sheng, shook the second brother of 'Chenbo', half-squatted on the bed, and shouted loudly:

"Brother is a person who wants to do great things, how can he indulge between your two legs? Hurry up, I heard that there are red envelopes to take, is it a gold bar?" Hearing Xiao Sheng's words, Mandala, whose face was blushing, was reluctant to raise the pillow, looked at Xiao Sheng with half-squinted eyes, and muttered at the corner of his mouth:

"Money junkies!"

"Do people die for money, and birds die for food? ”

"I decided ......"

"Huh, decide what?"

"I decided to change my nickname to Xiaoqing. You can call me 'big things' from now on." At first glance, when he heard this, Xiao Sheng was like a monk who was confused, but when he saw the action of burying the mandala on the pillow, he suddenly understood!

"Are you a person who does 'big things'? How did you change your way to seduce me?" Xiao Sheng, who instantly understood this deep meaning, pressed directly on the mandala, pushed his knees against the other party's legs, leaned down, and then shouted:

"Brother...... It's the one who does great things......"