Carefully sat on Sister Ding, who was in the posture of the Egyptian pharaoh, Sister Ding's body trembled and then calmed down, and she gently stretched out her hand to Sister Ding's waist, and as soon as she touched it, she felt her body soften, could it? Is this game fair?

Xi Cang pinched it gently, and sure enough, although Sister Ding was also enduring it strongly, her trembling body betrayed her, and she was also super afraid of itching! In line with the principle of pity for fragrance and jade, Xiancang only let go of Sister Ding after just a few pinchs, but Sister Ding's resistance to tickling is really a little low.

Not only was she gasping for breath in the process, but tears were also constantly oozing from her closed eyes, and the hands that were originally crossed across her chest in the posture of the pharaoh also turned into grasping the sheets, and with the violent breathing, the little water stain on her chest also rose and fell, making it difficult for Yan Cang's eyes to leave there.

After standing for a long time, Qianqian reluctantly got down from Sister Ding, Qianqian had shuffled the cards with a smile, and the card game was no longer the unilateral slaughter of Cang at the beginning, the cruel winter has passed, and the pink spring is coming.

That's right, Icang has won again!

This time it is very strange that Xiancang is no longer the landlord, but has become a teammate with Qianqian, and the cards in his hand have become more and more exaggerated.

Scratched Sister Ding's itch again, looked at Sister Ding's pitiful expression, felt the softness in her hands, and became more and more fragrant every time she was punished~ Glamorous, and later it was no longer pinched, it became a twist, and Sister Ding's face was so red that it was about to drip out~ The water came.

Not to mention, every time after the punishment of Xincang, Qianqian rubbed it boldly, no longer limited to the waist, but any sensitive ~ sense ~ part ~ position on the body, giving Sister Ding more sensory thorns ~ stimulation, and at the same time bringing visual stinging ~ stimulation to Cang. For Sister Ding, this is like a vicious circle, the more you lose, the worse you lose.

It may be that Qianqian's bad head is opened, and Xincang is no longer limited to the waist, and his hands are beginning to become presumptuous, the atmosphere has become strange and ambiguous, and Qiancang's breathing is also short, and Qianqian seems to be stabbing intentionally or unintentionally~ Stirring Xincang.

Every time it was Qianqian's turn to be punished, the movements became more and more exaggerated, and in the back, he actually began to attack his chest in frenzy. Sister Ding was played with disheveled every time, and she was tempted by such a ~ bewitchment, and she almost put her hand on it several times.

Cang's eyes didn't start to pay much attention to the game, anyway, Qianqian alone could solve Sister Ding's symbolic resistance. After each punishment, he has to be in a trance for a long time, which is also what an adolescent boy should look like.

"Next, it's the last game." Qianqian shuffled the cards, still smiling innocently. The cards were also dealt quickly, and he straightened his mind and focused on the cards in his hand, but his eyes still couldn't help but drift towards Sister Ding.

Not surprisingly, Sister Ding lost. Qianqian's movements are still so bold, it's the turn of Quan Cang, Quan Cang feels even more dizzy, and his whole eyes are sucked in, what's going on? Dizzy sat on Sister Ding's stomach, as if there was a villain talking something in her ear

"You'd love to touch it?"

Who? He shook his head a little sluggishly, and the voice in his head did not get rid of, but became clearer, and in contrast, he became even more dizzy.

"It's a dream anyway, so it's okay to touch it."

This voice sounded so reliable, and his confused head subconsciously followed, and his two hands stretched out lightly towards Sister Ding.

"That's right, that's it, do what you want to do the most, what you really want to do"

It is indeed very soft, like a water balloon, following the instructions of the voice, Xin Cang touched Sister Ding's chest without any scruples, the atmosphere of the scene froze, Qian Qian and looked at Xi Cang dumbfounded, but Xin Cang kneaded ~ pinched without realizing it.

Sister Ding was the first to react and kept struggling, but Yan Cang was very rough and tough to stop Sister Ding's resistance, and continued to feel the softness.

"Give me a little bit of moderation!" Qianqian also reacted, screaming loudly and slapping her.

"Smack!" Wai Cang was knocked down on the bed~, this loud slap woke up the drowsy Tuo Cang, this Lori's hand is really strong, this is Quecang's first reaction, the nemesis of the entire dream space is estimated to be a slap.

Xincang, who had just regained his senses, looked at the space full of cracks, and subconsciously moved his palm, reminiscing about the touch just now, the entire space was shattered, and the body in reality was also shaken.

opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was blown by a gust of palm wind, which frightened him so much that he closed his eyes, and finally the palm stopped in front of him and did not fall on his face, and his usually indifferent roommates gathered in front of him and next to another fat roommate.

"Are you alright?" Wang Xiang also asked with a concerned face.

"What's wrong? What happened? "The **** in a daze, touched the heat on the cheek, and it hurt a little, the feeling in the dream is the same as last time, it feels more real than last time, but this dream is not bad.

"You don't know? When you were sleeping this morning, you struggled so hard that you woke up Yu Chengfu on the top bunk, and he came down to wake you up, but instead you pressed him on the bed~ and sat on him, rubbing his chest~.

He shouted for help, I saw that the situation was critical, so I gave you a ruthless blow, you were knocked down on the bed~, I shook it a few times and didn't respond, I'm going to come again, fortunately you woke up, I just put away my hand in time, you won't have sheep epilepsy, right? Wang Xianghua spoke eloquently, explaining that the situation at that time was very critical, and at the end he smiled and made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

It turns out that the pain in my face is real, and I will do the same in reality? Yi Cang looked at the fat man who was surrounded by other roommates, smiled awkwardly at him, lowered his head and complained frantically in his heart:

Where did I get so much strength! This big fat man is still pressed under me, isn't it a miracle! Wait a minute! Recall.

My struggle woke him up, and he came down to wake me up, so how did I get him to bed first~ up? Speaking of which, I remember that in my dream Sister Ding once became very heavy, which is very suspicious, didn't this thing go to my bed first and wanted to do something to me, right?

Brute! What do you want to do to me~!

Thinking of this, the guilt that still existed in his heart suddenly disappeared, but became shocked and angry, raised his head again to look at the fat roommate, and then recalled the scene where he usually played with his roommate, no matter how you look at it, it feels very much like a guy who likes pure friendship between men.