Qiuqiu sighed, Situ Lang in the dream is really gentle, I really want to live in this dream all the time.

Although he tried his best to clamp his thighs, the man still stuck his fingers into his secret place hatefully, and his little face had turned purple, and he couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into, blaming himself in a daze, why did he have such a shameful dream?

Situ Lang's nimble fingers hooked into the pink of the ball, and it was difficult to squeeze in the small tunnel with a finger, Situ Lang thought evilly, is it that the little fat man is fleshy everywhere, so it is so tight?

The evil man slowly squeezed his powerful fingers deeper, touching a thin membrane, and after hesitating, he still slammed it, he knew that the little fat man would definitely not be able to stand the thickness of his lower body, and he could only get used to such an invasion first.

It's that Qiuqiu is very unaccustomed to being invaded by such a relic, and he twists his tender white body uncomfortably, which makes Situ Lang go deeper, and when the film is broken, he screams, but it is quickly replaced by a strange comfort, and I don't know if it is because of the effect of alcohol, Qiuqiu does not feel particularly painful and unacceptable, and I am still curious to think, is this the legendary zuo-ai?

Why is it so real to have a spring dream? Or because it was in a dream, even the pain was not so obvious, Qiuqiu's little head was thinking in a mess, but soon her seriousness was completely broken.

A stream of dampness flowed out of the passage of Qiuqiu mixed with a little blood, and finally made the tight inside much more slippery, Situ Lang couldn't restrain it anymore, released his scorching heat, pushed off Qiuqiu's thighs, and looked at the writhing white and tender body, Situ Lang had a feeling of going back to his childhood to see the silkworm baby raised by his grandmother, remembering that at that time he was always curious about what kind of insect could grow so cute and cute.

"Baby......" Situ Lang couldn't help but call out the ball, and when the fans looked at him with wide eyes, he leaned over and squeezed the terrifying thick into it.

"Ah...... Situ Lang, you bastard......" Qiuqiu gasped in pain, tears fell, his head was clear for a moment, and he looked at Situ Lang in horror.

"Baby, don't be afraid, it'll be fine in a while, good." Situ Lang suppressed his urge to move violently, and whispered to comfort the ball in his arms.

The man's words were like an anesthetic that made Qiuqiu look at Situ Lang in confusion, which one is talking to himself every day, and still grabbing buns with himself, and never knowing how to let his death pervert? Definitely not, by the way, she's dreaming!

Is it really a spring dream? Qiuqiu curiously stretched out his fleshy little hand and took the initiative to caress Situ Lang's handsome face, and muttered in his mouth, "Why is this dream so real?" It's weird. ”

Situ Lang's face froze, this little fool actually felt that he was dreaming?

"And do you like this dream?" Since he felt that he was dreaming, Situ Lang asked along with Qiuqiu's words.

When Qiuqiu heard this, her head lowered, staring at her chin in frustration, she really wanted to tell Situ Lang in her dream that she liked him so gently, but she also knew that such a scene could only appear in a dream, the real Situ Lang would never be so gentle with herself, and she would dislike herself for being fat every time.

Unable to get Qiuqiu's answer, Situ Lang buried his head in the white and tender body and kissed, as the kiss Qiuqiu's tense body also relaxed, and took the initiative to climb on Situ Lang's neck, for a while the two were inseparable, and Qiuqiu, who felt that he was dreaming, was also extremely bold, and took the initiative to cater to Situ Lang's movements.

Situ Lang was slowly able to move, in order to give Qiuqiu a beautiful first time, his movements were more gentle, and finally when Qiuqiu couldn't help biting his shoulder, he couldn't control the gushing out, and Qiuqiu also fell asleep completely in a burst of spasms.

Situ Lang, who ate dry and wiped clean, did not mean to be full at all, these days of grievances, so that he saved a lot of fire, after Qiuqiu fell asleep, he couldn't help but ask for the white and tender little body once, and then he carried the confused Qiuqiu into the bathroom.

When Qiuqiu woke up, it was already noon the next day, Qiuqiu, who was sore all over, wanted to raise her arm only to find that she was not pillowing on her cartoon pillow, but on a strong arm, and next to her was a familiar handsome face that could not be more familiar, and sat up in fright, but one of the man's arms pressed on her chest, and as soon as she sat up, she was pressed down again, and continued to lie in Situ Lang's arms.

Oh my God, who can tell her what happened last night?

Qiuqiu looked at Situ Lang who was sleeping on the side in horror, wondering why this man would sleep with him for Lu, and her lower body was so painful, this cognition quickly made Qiuqiu think of a possibility, did he fall asleep at night and was forced by this bastard, but Qiuqiu quickly remembered that things didn't seem to be like this, and his vague mind remembered the moment when he pounced on Situ Lang at night, wasn't he dreaming last night?

It's okay if I don't want to, when I think about it, Qiuqiu is completely terrifying, wasn't it a spring dream last night? But did they really do it?

Impossible, Situ Lang in the dream is so gentle, how can it be the dead pervert who is awake? But the pain in his body made Qiuqiu know that he was not dreaming.

Situ Lang was woken up by Qiuqiu's movements, and Situ Lang, who was sleeping in a daze, looked at Qiuqiu with a painful and tangled face, his heart tightened, he sat up straight, and stepped forward to pull off Qiuqiu's thighs.

"Pervert, what are you doing!" Qiuqiu never thought that Situ Lang, a pervert, would look at him as soon as he woke up early in the morning, this is too obscene, thinking of those situations and actions last night, Qiuqiu's little pink face turned red.

But Situ Lang was not frightened by Qiuqiu's words at all, and forcibly broke the tender meat, and found that it was not so swollen, so he relieved himself a little, "Fortunately, it's not swollen anymore, and the medicine is quite effective." ”

Last night, after Situ Lang was comfortable, he found that the little fat man's sore legs couldn't be closed, only to see the swollen lower body, distressed and self-blamed, regardless of Guan Su Huan's guy in the middle of the night to ask for medicine, he, Su Huan, and Luo Ying were all trained in a batch, this relationship naturally goes without saying, and he also knows that Su Huan's guy is the best at making those things.

Qiuqiu was ashamed and angry, and later learned that people were just looking at how he was injured, but in a blink of an eye, he was not tossed by this guy.

"You let go of me......" Qiuqiu deliberately pulled his face, not allowing Situ Lang to move himself.

"Hey, you're clean of eating, and you don't want to admit it? I'm a good young man, you have pounced on this pounce, and you have slept with you, you don't want to be responsible? Situ Lang showed his scoundrel side.

"Shenma? Have you been eaten and wiped clean? Please, I'm a woman, okay? "Qiuqiu's people are going to smoke all the time, isn't she a woman if you're fat? She was eaten and wiped clean.

"I don't care, I want you to be responsible anyway, anyway, you pounced on me first." Situ Lang is a scoundrel, Qiuqiu is silent, isn't it a spring dream? Why not be responsible for yourself, but be responsible?