The crisp ~ numbness on her chest made Yan Huan snort, she grabbed his hair, but she arched herself and sent it to his mouth.

~ woman! Xiao Moshu was numb by her low~ groaning body, and bit her chest hard.

"Ah, Xiao Moshu, you hurt me!" Yan Huan screamed, she couldn't stand the pain the most, and grabbed his hair with all her strength.

"It hurts even more!" He pushed her skirt up, and after piling it up to her waist, his hand had already slid between her legs~. Through the small piece of cloth, the hand was already covered.

This is the real XING! Yan Huan's body froze, her eyes showed a loss, she always thought it was very simple, didn't she just take off her pants, and then the man's thing came in? But as soon as his hand touched it, her body trembled, and she was a little afraid.

"Are you scared?" Feeling her stiffness, Xiao Moshu seemed to have regained some of his senses, but his hand still didn't leave, and his fingertips sank into it through the layer of fabric.

His action made her feel the urge to escape, but as soon as she heard what he said, she gritted her teeth and held back, and said with a reckless smile: "Uncle, come in quickly, I can't wait!" ”

Dead girl! Xiao Moshu's pupils shrank, and he really ripped off her little piece of fabric.

Below, the fear was even more obvious and intense, and his hand was hot with hers. Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief, he was really coming.

Xiao Moshu's eyes were tightly locked on her body, her slightest expression was in his eyes, and as soon as he touched his fear, he withdrew his hand: "Yan Huan, you are still too tender, wait until you are eighteen years old!" ”

"Or you don't have the guts!" His hand was withdrawn, and she didn't know whether she was lost or relieved, but she still said stubbornly.

"Sleep!" He pulled her skirt down, took her into his arms, and closed his eyes. He won't chase her anymore, just let her sleep here!

"Hey, uncle, don't you have pain there?" Yan Huan really lay in her arms and asked with ill intentions.

"Shut up and sleep." His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something, but his eyes were tightly closed.

Yan Huan's heart was inexplicably warm, and he couldn't care about much, so he fell asleep next to him.

After she fell asleep, Xiao Moshu slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the girl in her arms, her eyes shining in the dark.

Early in the morning, the landline phone in the house kept ringing, Yan Huan was annoyed by the noise, and kicked his hands and feet indiscriminately: "Xiao Moshu, go answer the phone!" ”

He fell asleep very late, and woke up at this time, and saw the girl in his arms for a moment, her fine white hands and feet were in front of him, his eyes were hot, but he still held it down rationally, covered her with a sheet, and got out of bed to answer the phone.

This is the phone number of the Fatun Road administrator, who has their visitors.