It's really difficult.

Compared with the coarser material of chiffon, the close proximity shrouded in one's own body, because of the inevitable friction caused by walking is just a physiological test, and the deep worry about the transparency of chiffon is the most terrible tension from the depths of the heart.

He felt her stiffness, and his movements became even more irresistible. What an undesirable bad taste.

There was still a bunch of people stuck in front of the elevator. And the crowd was like a demon with a bloody mouth wide open.

Her muscles were tangled, her face was cold, her back was slightly hunched, and she tried to bend her body as much as possible so that the curvature of her clothes would cover her flesh.

He chuckled, and with a ding-dong sound, he pushed her and himself into the elevator, and then the flow of people also surged, and there was no place to stand in an instant.

She deliberately turned around, she didn't want to be accidentally touched by someone, and then mistake her for some kind of transvestite or perverted neurosis.

This was exactly what he wanted, and he wrapped one hand around her, and the other hand touched her lower @ body.

Depend on! This is lust @ erotic madness! Her hands pressed against him, glaring at him in warning and pleading.

He raised his eyebrows innocently, this elevator is really crowded, and the two of them are very tight. Everyone around her was chattering, so when he spoke, she could only put her ear to his mouth.

Who knew that he, a shameless fellow, took the opportunity to bite her ear, and she felt that her waist was about to weaken all of a sudden, and the tingling feeling conveyed from the tail vertebrae carried a resentful sweetness.

This feeling made her even more angry, and she suppressed her anger and said, "What are you doing?!" ”

He exhaled into her ear, the warm air currents were sometimes short and sometimes long, and she couldn't help but let him play with them, and after a minute, he pouted and said, "You know that I'm waiting for your answer." ”

She picked up his signal right away. Understand what his so-called answer is. Then she glared even more confidently.

Come on! I didn't feel that he was such a democratic guy before.

Is it a split personality when you press people against a wall and push them around a corner?

Now I'm swearing to ask for an answer.

She looked away unnaturally, and said angrily, "I'm allergic to these three words together." ”

He chuckled, the short sound tinged with a sarcasm. Sure enough, his explanation confirmed her instincts. "You're obviously wet here, and I'm hard here, isn't it very suitable to be together?"

If she didn't understand such a straightforward and obvious statement, then she would be a fool. "You mean, you want to be a cannon @friend with me?" She felt that she was really gifted and had an amazing vocabulary. You can easily come up with such a fashionable word. She was very tight, and only after she finished speaking did she exhale a funny breath. Although the mentality is good, you can't deceive yourself and say that there is no expectation at all.

It is said that the best way to get out of the shadow of a relationship is to start a new relationship. Now she doesn't know if she has walked out of the blow circle brought by Meng Xiao, but she knows very well in her heart that feelings are not something you can talk about if you want to.

The right time, place and people are indispensable.

He didn't deny it.

He lived for twenty-seven years, starting at the age of fourteen to taste the forbidden fruit, and asked himself if he had never lacked sex @ a partner. It doesn't matter if you have a deep family background or have outstanding conditions. The targets that take the initiative must be effortless, let alone those that are posted upside down.

It's not surprising at all that there are people who take the initiative to give their lives. Looking for relatives and friends to bid for the @ place, it is the first time. I was recommended by a friend who couldn't go together to guide the most troublesome virgin @ woman, but it wasn't actually a lucky experience. He has no obsession with virgins. On the contrary, if it is simply for the pleasure of a night @ love, it is actually difficult for a virgin @ woman to have a beautiful experience.

The first time it hurts, not all people will feel pleasure after being poked a few times. The first time I was hypocritical, this emotion was more difficult to soothe and take care of than the body.

So he was going to refuse.

He is a hedonist, although most of the time he lives a well-behaved, strict, exquisite, strict, step-by-step every step, restricted, demanded, in a given direction, undoubtedly rushing, but for what should be enjoyed, he never gives up.

He's not good at treating himself badly. He has the ability to be good to himself.

So he didn't want to get involved in these hardshiping things.

But when he saw the photos that were transmitted to his phone, he suddenly lost his mind.

The photo was taken in a very dimly lit area. There is a hazy feeling.

There are large floor-to-ceiling windows in the back, which makes it extremely dark outside.

The chandelier inside gives the whole environment the illusion of a glass house.

She talked to the person in front of her with a smile, and the whole person had a sense of agility. I guess it was taken by the person in front of me at that time. The person who filmed should be Xue Qin.

She was biting a straw, tilting her head, her whole body was limp, a glass of juice in front of her, one hand supporting her body, and her posture looked a little weird. The whole person is out of place in such an environment.

The lights behind him were colorful, but this one showed an eerie paleness, probably the effect of a flash.

The photo was sent to the microgroup of his mobile phone through the micro @ letter, and he inexplicably thought of a sentence: I want to take you as a landscape, but I can't bear to freeze the smart you into a static picture.

The way she tilted her head and bit the straw gave him a heat he hadn't felt in a long time. He suddenly had an urge to wonder what kind of ecstasy would be when she latched on to something else. What kind of style would it be for her to sit in front of her and smile.

He does not deny his violence. In that moment, he thought of N ways to make her cry. Keeping each one will make you feel so refreshed.

Of course, he knew that this would not work.

Because Xue Qin said very clearly, what is needed is a teacher who is good at cooking chicken soup for the soul, who can lead this ignorant girl to the broad road of yin and yang harmony.

He silently right-clicked, and then, took the list.

"Do you think I can't refuse you?" Pu Youshi nestled in his arms and spoke.

Ni Pan blinked, this kind of question doesn't need to be pretended to be modest. He frowned, "Everyone knows that you want me too." Isn't it? The last rhetorical question was not originally there. He paused, presumably to take care of her poor self-esteem.

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator stopped on the 19th floor. In fact, this is the 18th floor, but because of the Chinese's avoidance, it is directly 19 after 17. When he arrived, he took her by the arm and led her out.

"I can't answer you right now." Pu was embarrassed and honest.

When the two of them walked over, Pu Youshi seemed to hear Ruan Chuyi's scream. She paused, looking around. The corridor is quite spacious, and there are tight rooms on both sides. Perhaps it was because she was so nervous at the moment that she had such auditory hallucinations, she reached out and grabbed her hair and followed him on.