Chapter Fifty-Eight: Aphrodisiac
When she touched a bump, she stopped, reached out and pinched the dot tightly, pulling rather viciously.
"Hmm......"
Poppy's body stiffened, and a suppressed moan came out of her throat.
Pulling out Yuan Kite'er's evil hands and fixing them on the top of his head, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the white flesh.
The teeth grinded against the tender flesh, and it hurt, but there was an inexplicable pleasure that made Yuan Yuan'er arch her body and straighten up her two balls of white flesh, closer to the poppy's face.
"Don't, kite...... Don't push me. ”
At this critical juncture, the poppy suddenly came to her senses, and while holding down Yuan Kite, she turned her head and gasped for air.
Yuan Yuan Er began to struggle because she was not satisfied, she kept writhing, her eyes were shining, she wanted to get close to the poppy, because being close to him would make her more comfortable.
Her cheeks were abnormally red, and the breath in her mouth smelled of wine, and even more charming, as if she was tempting the other party to sink with her.
"Kite, how did you fall for the aphrodisiac."
Poppies finally discovered Yuan Kite's abnormality, he bounced up violently, and walked away from Yuan Kite in a few quick steps, looking at her with a frown.
Who is drugged, is there anyone who instructed it, and what is the goal...... A series of questions flashed through Poppy's mind, making his mind quickly sober up, and the desire that was difficult to suppress just now automatically faded at this moment.
Yuan Kite saw that the poppy who could make her comfortable was gone, gagged dissatisfied, snorted, and followed with a messy pace, and the poppy thought of a way to dodge it, but was finally surrounded by Yuan Kite in front of the table.
"Wowhaha, Sample, you think you can escape the palm of the old lady's hand."
Yuan Yuan'er crossed her waist and laughed wildly for a while, learning from the evil woman who robbed the people's men, opened her mouth and let out a lewd laugh, rubbing her hands while approaching the poppies.
Just as she was about to approach the poppy, a pot of cold water came to her face, splashed her face and her wide open mouth, and then slid down her face and disappeared into the wide open clothes.
A cool breeze blew, Yuan Yuan'er shivered, subconsciously closed her mouth, and cooed...... It was so cold after swallowing that cold tea...... The cold tea made Yuan Kite's chaotic thoughts clear, she looked at the poppy's eyes with a playful expression, and then at her disheveled appearance, she was messy.
(⊙o⊙) Oh...... What's going on?
Did she want to be strong with the poppy, or did the poppy arouse her with the lust and make her want to be strong with him?
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It was so terrifying that she felt dizzy and limp, and when she closed her eyes, she felt like the world was spinning, and before she could react, she fell headlong.
Bang...... Her massive body fell heavily and made a loud noise.
Poppies froze, then showed a laughing and crying expression.
She was in a coma at this time, and she really didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.
Stretched out his hand, hugged Yuan Kite'er's weak body in his arms, and carried her to the bed, but because Yuan Kite'er suddenly twitched violently in the middle, so that Poppies didn't grasp her balance, so she rushed forward.
Puff ...... The two fell together again, and this time Yuan Kite was the first to land on the ground, and the poppy fell on top of her, burying her face in her chest.
Well, it's soft, it's very comfortable.
"Hmm......"
Yuan Kite snorted, woke up slowly, her eyes were misty when she saw the poppies, and then the whole person froze.
What is the situation, and why do poppies lie on their chests?
Is it a spring dream?
At this moment, the poppy saw that Yuan Kite was awake, and subconsciously wanted to jump away, but was grabbed by the waist of Yuan Kite who reacted faster, and pulled him back to her ...... Chest.
"Kite, don't, don't...... Let me go. ”
Poppies begged for mercy in a low voice, and her lips gently rubbed against her chest, bringing a strange tingling sensation.
This, sure enough, is a spring dream.
In an instant, Yuan Yuan'er was excited, remembering how she was usually bullied by poppies, the wolf blood in her heart was resurrected, and she decided to turn over as a serf and sing.
Lowering her head, she reached out and lifted the poppy's chin, smiling even more lewdly.
"What, don't let go? Okay, then I'll satisfy you. ”