readx; Wang Xiaomo developed early, but her development was not fast, and it was only a normal speed compared to Wang An, but a fourteen-year-old girl can be called a girl after all. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The girl's figure is soft, like a low-hanging willow seduced by the flowing river, the girl's skin is delicate, like a jade soaked in the moonlight covered with light yarn, the girl's breath is sweet, sweet and delicious, like the first breath into the sea of flowers.

For men, the extraordinarily soft lower abdomen, smooth silky thighs, slender and light back, and slightly bulging breasts that want people to measure and hit small with the palm of their hands are full of temptation.

This is the girl, the little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, who already has the capital, they are beautiful, they are seductive, they are the most brilliant beauty.

When Wang Xiaomo turned around, Wang An didn't have time to feel this, although the place that was polished by Tantai Jing still maintained his habitual attitude, but the impulse in his heart had disappeared.

Because she turned around, Wang An's palm shifted from her lower abdomen to the position of her lower back, clearly feeling the slenderness of her waist, and her fingers touched the edge of the small panties, with a thin layer of lace, revealing a distempered feeling.

His other hand was still pressed by her head, Wang An didn't dare to move, and it was easiest to wake up when he slept and turned over.

Wang An held his breath, how could Wang Xiaomo be in his bed? Where did she go? Wang An thought about it carefully and understood, the master will also mess around!

There is no doubt that Taijing left while he went to take a bath, ran to Wang Xiaomo's room and hugged Wang Xiaomo, with Taijing's ability, it was not entirely possible for Wang Xiaomo to sleep like a pig and be carried to another room.

Wang An looked for Taijing everywhere, but he missed Wang Xiaomo's room, which he thought was the most unlikely, but Taijing was in Wang Xiaomo's room.

As for whether Taijing is still in Wang Xiaomo's room, or if she has returned to her own room, Wang An has no way to know, and he has no way to worry about it now.

Wang Xiaomo turned around, didn't wake up, just put his arm on his shoulder, and then slid down on his head.

seemed to feel that there was something to hug, and then Wang Xiaomo hugged Wang An's neck, turned sideways, and pressed her legs on Wang An's waist, as if she was holding a big pillow.

Wang An didn't expect such a situation to appear, this picture was going to struggle with herself, and it was almost impossible not to wake her up.

If you wake her up, how do you explain it to her? To tell the truth, it was so quiet that he couldn't be disturbed and played such a play? That's definitely not going to work.

Could it be that Wang Xiaomo sleepwalks? With Wang Xiaomo's surname, if she finds out that she will sleepwalk, she is afraid that she will be very excited, she definitely does not think of going to the doctor, she will only do some messy things under the pretext of sleepwalking for countless nights in the future.

Wang An felt that she couldn't even let herself have the idea that she would sleepwalk, Wang Xiaomo hadn't thought of using this excuse to mess around for the time being, but don't remind her.

Wang An carefully pulled Wang Xiaomo's arm, but Wang Xiaomo instinctively waved his hand and hugged it harder.

When it is uncomfortable, time always passes very slowly, Wang An still waits quietly, silently counting the seconds, but this is different from usual, Rao is Wang An Wang Xiaomo It is impossible to give birth to any male and female**, but her soft body and the fragrance she exudes are still interfering with his calmness, especially her tender breasts, and the unique bullet surname in development is clearly imprinted in his heart through the thin clothes.

After ten minutes of silent counting, Wang An made sure that the arousal effect of the action of breaking free on her brain had disappeared, and then he pushed her thighs extremely slowly again to leave her embrace.

But Wang An underestimated Wang Xiaomo's persistence and vigilance in her sleep, when she was a child, she would hug his neck all night, and it was almost impossible to easily take the things she held away from her arms, Wang An just moved like this, Wang Xiaomo followed, and seemed to twist her body with some dissatisfaction, the girl's waist was very flexible, she still clamped Wang An's body, the whole person went up and down and rubbed a few times, adjusted a posture, and hugged him comfortably.

Wang An opened her mouth and clenched her teeth, because Wang Xiaomo's posture was equivalent to the entire nightdress had been completely pulled up, she was wearing a pair of small underwear tightly attached to his waist, and a few rubs made Wang An's originally weak things energetic.

Wang An didn't expect that one day he would have such a level of intimate contact with Wang Xiaomo, and he could even feel the heat emanating from the soft parts between the girl's legs very clearly.

Wang An didn't dare to move anymore, at this time, Taijing's training finally played a role, otherwise normal men would only lose their minds at such a time.

Wang An operated his internal breath, and according to the teachings of Taijing, he restrained his emotions and guided his chaotic thoughts.

Now it is Wang Xiaomo who is holding herself, not the master Taijing, let alone any other woman, she is a cute little girl who treats him as her own brother.

I ran for most of the night, and the first person I saw when I opened my eyes in that bamboo basket was her, she had a whistle, she had a round face, and her whistle was very sharp.

She would cry and shout that she wanted to marry her brother, thinking that people all over the world were going on a big conspiracy to stop her from marrying him.

She would play the violin early in the morning like sawing wood, leading a goofy husky and an exotic shorthair cat to have fun with her.

She valued him more than anything else, even far more than her three major delicacies, and she could give up the smell of roasted sweet potatoes on the street, and she was not willing to let go of her brother's hand.

She grew up and became sensible, but the only thing that remained unchanged was her affection for him, she still regarded him as the most important part of her life, she would run to his room in the dead of night and say, "Brother, sister will always love you!" ”

Thinking of this, Wang An's heart gradually calmed down, and that desire was finally suppressed and disappeared without a trace.

Isn't that the ethics of relatives? Realizing that she has a different surname, but the identification of ethics that sprouts from the relationship, you can completely ignore these, and feel the emotions between two people for so many years, how can such emotions be shattered by the impact of physiological needs so simply, and completely put them behind?

Wang An will not let himself become a beast, it is a fact that he and Wang Xiaomo are not related by blood, but so what? Blood is sometimes very important, but for two people who have established a sense of family affection, blood is meaningless at all, Wang An cherishes the family affection between him and Wang Xiaomo, this family affection is precious, it is already perfect, Wang An does not need to add something to this family affection, let it be mixed with some ** and become nondescript.

Wang An thought about these things, and over the years, didn't the truths he understood better made him more able to understand Qin Meiwei's silence and the choices expressed by silence?

Just like Wang Xiaomo will not give up her precious brother at any time, Qin Meiwei naturally chose her relatives.

Wang An's body relaxed, his stiff hand rested on her back, moved his body, made himself no longer so awkward, and gently hugged her in turn, she hadn't hugged her for a long time, she was her usual headache, but in fact she was a precious "sister".

Wang An knew very well that no matter how he usually sneered at her and reprimanded her mercilessly, he would never let others show Wang Xiaomo's face.

"Good night, little sister." Wang An smiled and kissed Wang Xiaomo's forehead, he also found that he didn't need to think about how to get out of such a situation now, because when Tang Taijing came over tomorrow morning, Wang Xiaomo would definitely not wake up yet, and then let Lan Taijing take her back.

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