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Fan Xuezhi was unusually excited, the little pig arched the ground and gnawed He An'an's mouth, and his two hands began to walk around along her clothes uncontrollably, drilling in little by little, and when he touched the edge of his clothes, he directly stretched out his hand closer.

Fan Xuezhi's palm carried the calluses left from the exercise, rubbing and sliding past, bringing up pieces of war millet.

Alcohol on the top, stabbed Xing? Fen, He Anan was uncontrollably immersed in Fan Xuezhi's movements, and the remaining reason before instantly collapsed.

Through the white moonlight outside the window, she looked at Fan Xuezhi with drunken eyes and hazy eyes as he raised his head to prop himself up, with a long masculine neck, a frowning expression of interest, watching him look intoxicated and indulgent on his body and light fire everywhere on him, and his mouth was full of heavy gasps.

It's not someone else who is getting close to her, it's someone she likes, she admires, just this cognition, makes her become a little resistant brain keeps flashing the idea of wanting to be conquered.

He An'an's open-mindedness that he cultivated abroad in his last life, is he in love? At the moment of movement, she was rummaging and picking it out by herself.

As long as Fan Xuezhi can be happy, in fact, this kind of thing is okay sooner or later.

He An'an's head was hot, he stopped struggling, and even raised his hand to wrap his arms around Fan Xuezhi's neck, trying to cooperate with this person's movements.

"An An。。。。。。 Ann...... Fan Xuezhi's throat was rough, his alcohol-filled eyes were red, he had obviously never been like this, he was excited and didn't know how to be good, soothing, and pity, and kept kissing He An'an's eyes, eyelashes, nose, and mouth.

His blood was gushing down, and his brain was already confused by the drunkenness and the clear (second) movement, this strange stimulation was not at the same level as when he usually solved it by himself, and he fell into a short-term confusion? Disorderly.

"Yikes!" He An'an's body was cold, and he exhaled softly reflexively.

She was surprised, the dazed voice regained a trace of Fan Xuezhi's gradual disappearance, and when he came back to his senses, He Anan was already lying defenseless under him, and his beautiful appearance made him enthusiastic.

Ash screaming madly? Hustle, the muscles and veins jumped fiercely.

Fan Xuezhi is the most bloody and rigid age between his teens and twenties, how can he endure it, he stared at the red eyes, looking at the faint color on He An'an's snow-white chest, he was already ready to send it.

"An An! I like you, I like you。。。。。。 Fan Xuezhi was so full of emotions that he was about to explode that he couldn't get rid of it, his face was red, his ears were red, and his breathing was heavy like a bellows.

"An An, I want to 。。。。。。" The blood and rush that surged over the head? The movement made Fan Xuezhi unable to bear it any longer, he gently pressed on He An'an and stretched out his hand.

He Anan opened his eyes: "No, no. ”

At a critical moment, a thought quickly slipped through her chaotic brain, this is Fan's hometown, if she really did it, how will she explain it tomorrow morning?

Now is not the time, her mind that was carried away by Qingyu before moved quickly.

Fan Xuezhi can't control himself anymore.

"Fan Xuezhi!" He Anan has never nominated the surname Dao to call him by his name, and has always called Brother Xiaozhi affectionately.

He Anan was really anxious, she stretched out her hand to desperately resist and stop, Fan Xuezhi had already squeezed her leg? In between, little Zhiang? Hold your head against her.

"Not yet! Didn't you say you wouldn't let me be the same as Xu Jingjing? ”

Fan Xuezhi froze suddenly, and the muscles in his body squirted because of emotion? Zhang and trembled slightly.

"An An, you have to believe me!" Fan Xuezhi's hoarse voice sounded close to He An'an's ears.

Fan Xuezhi didn't get close, but he tightly grabbed He An'an with his thick and powerful thighs, and quickly arched between her delicate legs (four sounds。。。。。。

Fan Xuezhi let out an unbearable, suppressed, low roar, tilted (four sounds) out.

Fan Xuezhi put his arms around He An'an, calming his breath, and when he finally recovered from his crazy mood, he woke up and hurriedly looked for paper everywhere to help He Anan wipe it clean.

Fan Xuezhi sat on the edge of the bed, uneasy and a little overwhelmed, and he realized that he had indeed gone too far just now.

He Anan put on her nightdress again and nestled in the quilt.

Fan Xuezhi looked at her, not knowing what to say.

"An An 。。。。。。" Fan Xuezhi's heart was not in decline, he slowly looked away, staring at the hem of his crumpled vest.

He Anan suddenly leaned over from the side and hugged his waist.

Fan Xuezhi turned his head violently and stared at He An'an.

He An'an's white face was flushed with a shallow flush because of the action just now, and his black eyes became brighter and brighter in the night, like stars in the sky, making people unable to take their eyes off.

He Anan suddenly stretched out his hand and punched Fan Xuezhi twice, without any effort, with a shy and coquettish mood.

As soon as Fan Xuezhi grasped her hand, his heart was full of excitement.

"I'll never do that again." Fan Xuezhi endured and said, "Don't be so crazy anymore." ”

Fan Xuezhi stretched out his arm and hugged He Anan in his arms: "I scared you just now, right?" ”

He Anan lowered her head, the corners of her mouth turned up uncontrollably, this feeling of being cherished and cherished made her so happy that she didn't know how to hide it.

"An An, don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for you, An An, I like you." Fan Xuezhi's deep affection turned into a sweet confession, and he was warmly ironed against He An'an's heart.

He Anan went back to the old house by himself the next day, and the old man He and He Jianbin only asked if they were unwell with concern, and never mentioned it again.

He An'an drank wine with Fan Xuezhi and Zhang Jing and a group of good friends, in the eyes of Old Man He, a little wine is pleasant, and it can be regarded as a kind of hair after being too tired in studying? Vent.

He Jianbin didn't think there was anything bad about drinking, he socialized all day long, and knew how important the future wine table culture was to a person's social circle, He Anan was a sophomore in high school, and he belonged to half an adult, and it was a good thing to drink once in a while and get together with friends.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this is He An'an going out to get drunk, but whenever He Fangyao or He Zongchao are changed, these two people must not have this attitude.

Before they knew it, their hearts had already drifted a little bit.

He Anan is a good learner, well-behaved, obedient, caring, and close to them, under her background, He Fangyao and He Zongchao's shortcomings have to be infinitely magnified.

Although they are all the same blood relationship, they will eventually have a biased direction. (To be continued.) )