Chapter 32 Elevator Negotiations

"Xi Tang, can you sign it for me?"

"Xi Tang, I want to take a photo with you."

"Xi Tang, Xi Tang, can you ......?"

“……”

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise. Listening to the conversation, it seemed that Xi Tang walked to the elevator entrance. A flock of fans surrounded the elevator entrance.

Xi Tang seems to be in a good mood, and he also meets everyone's requirements one by one.

However, Pu Youshi's body was stiff, and he only needed to take a look at the corner to see the unbearable and ugly in such a dim world. A corner, as if it were another world. It's a world that I'm deeply trapped in now, and I didn't dare to think about it at the beginning.

Although there may be a lot of such things, for myself, it is still a little more than that.

His warm palm stroked her hair, and said seductively, "Kiss it, and I'll take you away." His voice was low and gentle, and the tone of his voice had been perfected by his cultivation.

The cultivator or something, it's really worthy of the name.

Pu Youshi buried her head in his chest and rubbed it gently, so that her hand was closer to his body, making him feel uncomfortable.

But he was extremely excited.

She nestled in her arms in disheveled clothes, although she did not speak, trembling slightly, avoiding possible danger from the outside world, but her state was very dependent.

Ni Pan is a very sensitive person. This may have something to do with his living environment and experience. He has a strong sense of danger. He had always been confident in his instincts. Therefore, receiving such a posture from her, the emotions that surged at the first time were surprising and unparalleled satisfaction.

The burst of emotion is like fresh caviar in the mouth, and there is a sense of excitement that has nowhere to escape.

Pu Youshi seemed to suddenly open up, shaken by this intense emotion, she raised her eyelids, there was an illusion of flying at the end of her eyes, and her expression actually had the effect of being like silk.

She squatted down slowly, squinting at the silk of her eyes, fitting his body, slowly sliding on his legs, the two legs crossed, piled together, blooming at the waistband of her pants, casually curled into a flower.

Then she grinned, stuck out her tongue, and licked his already considerable shape unceremoniously. Through the teasing of his pants, he felt the feeling from the roughness of her clothes, and the moist and soft feeling on the tip of her tongue. These two very different sensations are addictive.

He was startled, and his hand quickly twitched over and pressed her head.

He chose the latter without hesitation between pushing her away and bringing her closer.

She was very patient, little by little, around his pride, delicately licking the wet. This is already a matter of being born and cooked twice for her. In the face of the real thing, her face has not changed, and now that it is fully armed, she has no burden.

It's probably because in front of him, there has been the worst side, but there is a kind of self-defeating calmness.

And the rough texture of the fabric made her tongue feel numb gradually. Her warm breath poured over his most sensitive places.

His changes came quietly, but for granted.

His pants gradually propped up, but she slowly stepped away, playfully bouncing on the top.

His gaze became fierce, and his hand was the first to exert force.

Her scalp was pressed painfully, but her smile widened. Because a lot of saliva was consumed, there was a low hoarseness when he spoke, "This is, out of control?" ”

Ni Pan took a deep breath and looked down at her upturned face, his gentle eyes with a hint of inquiry. The corner of his right lip has a slight upturned arc, and although his face is cold, there is a natural warmth. "I said, let's be together."

When she was surprised, her eyes were always wide open. Dripping round. The cunning that has just been made bad is like the illusion of a butterfly that is swept by the autumn wind.

Her back was against the wallpaper-covered walls, and there was a chilling coldness. In such a hot summer, it has become irresistible.

He followed and crouched down, one leg with the knee close to the ground and the other supporting his body. His left hand was wrapped around her, supporting the full weight of her body, and the gesture of looking at her was extremely sacred and formal.

She was still out of the situation, and her stunned expression was like a little white rabbit that had fallen into a wolf's den.

He frowned slightly, looking a little helpless. The right hand smoothly touched her clothes, and accurately found the flower bone that had just been bullied.

Then I was embarrassed and sorry to remind, "Eh, it seems to be harder." ”

She rubbed the tips of his fingers impatiently, stared at him with wandering eyes, and retorted not very neatly, "It's because, because of the cold air." ”

Because it's too cold, I will stand up sensitively. It must be like this. She said to herself.

He smiled absently, his fingers skimmed over the tip, slid to the other side and rubbed it casually, "What about this side?" It's like I'm going to cry when I'm lonely. ”

She felt the nerves in her face twitch throughout.

Ahh Who the hell taught him all these disgusting words?

He strangled her in front of him with his left hand, almost embedded in his body, and then wrapped his hands behind her and casually buttoned her ** button. He seems to be very skillful. I only heard the rubbing between the skin of my hands, and it was done.

He picked her up effortlessly, held her in a shameful posture of holding a baby, and zipped her pants.

Her heart was finally settled. Although he has a strange indulgence towards him, after all, the teasing is just fun, and he does not intend to turn it into a challenge to secular morality. And the trust in him is indeed groundless.

But when he pulled him up, he was uncomfortable. She couldn't help but lift the ** with her hand, only to find that this bastard actually strangled the place where he covered @ the cup behind him, and the chest was just a strap under the nipples @ halo, which was even more outrageous, under his adjustment, the shoulder strap actually crossed the softness of his chest, cutting it into strange shapes. Just thinking about it makes me feel like a terrible sex prop.

Dogwood, who was already teased to the point of pain, was even more suppressed and was about to burst, she wanted to make adjustments, but he had pulled her through the corner undeniably.

Her hands were stiff on her chest, and he held them without a trace, and reached out to put his hand around her shoulder, leading her to the elevator.

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