Chapter 202: Draw Close to Him, Feel Him

The two of them served and freshened up, and they didn't see anyone else when they came out, thinking they were bathing in the next room. Ahri squatted under the flower shelf, and no one teased him during the day, and now he saw that the candlestick was burning in the house, and he probably knew that the man would enter the house later, and waited here early.

"Ahri." The Seven Girls leaned over and beckoned, trying to appear as friendly as possible. Ahri's glass-like eyes glanced at her, her fat body, her four legs stretched lazily, lying on her side on the ground, and she didn't move.

"Feed it today, but it's still very picky?" The seventh girl combed with her hands, tied up her loose hair, and turned around to ask Lufu.

"Pick, pick your mouth tightly. Except for the small yellow croaker, nothing else is touched. The fish had to roll in the oil beads once, without getting oily water, and it stuck out its tongue and licked it, and then did not touch the second bite, and spoiled the things. ”

Green Fu had never seen such a strange cat. In this world, poor people can't eat a mouthful of meat for a year. Ahri didn't know how many blessings she had accumulated in her previous life, and she was favored by Master Gu, and she was raised more difficult to serve than her girls.

"I don't know what to do." The seventh girl muttered twice, walked over, and reached out to touch its head. Ahri's fur is well raised, smoother than silk. Because he had been reprimanded by the man, he did not flatter or clamor before her.

"He doesn't like strong girls, if you have a hard temper, how can you like him." She was serious and tried to deal with it. It didn't make sense for the man to speak, so he obeyed, and when he came to her, he pretended to be confused.

"Meow-" Ahri, who is raised like a human spirit, can also tell whether the person in front of him is saying good things or not. It didn't sound like a compliment, and it didn't have to please her, so he yelled at her, and he didn't buy her at all because of his lazy appearance.

She felt that she was squatting like this, and her legs were sore. Just as he was about to get up, a large shadow was suddenly cast behind him, and Ahri was shrouded in it.

"It's well taught, and the examples are appropriate."

She fell into the cold fragrance of his face, and was stopped by the man behind her. He blushed and turned back to meet his smiling eyes. The green fu, who was still standing behind her, disappeared without a trace.

She had no intention of insinuating You'an, but when he overheard the corner of the wall and then responded to the peace, it seemed that she cared very much, and he, without concealing it, should have connived.

"But bluff it with casual words." She argued, and he turned around. Only then did I see that he was dressed in a moon-white bedrobe with a wide open placket. She leaned on his strong chest, and could perceive the great difference between men and women at this moment.

He has a majestic figure, and the skin under the palms of his hands is firm and firm. There are a few hard textures, it is his martial arts practice that strengthens his physique, chest muscles, waist and abdomen, all of which highlight the strength of men.

"Don't worry, you can't find fault with this statement." He kissed her white slender neck exposed outside the collar, sniffed the sweet fragrance of her daughter, and his voice was a little hoarse.

He was affirming her gentleness and quietness, which was very much in line with his heart.

His kiss was soft and slow, not urgent, but revealing an astonishing charm. She gasped and narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling him in her neck, deep and shallow, warm ****.

He kissed and hooked up, sucking all her strength. This feeling is too good, a hot and humid kiss, he and her, seem to be in one place. Even her heart became wet.

In my previous life, I heard that there is a kind of man who should not be curious or approached if he does not want to be involved with him. She felt that this was true, and that he was such a person. When you get close, it's hard to let go.

He can really touch her heart, and he has no scruples to provoke her physical senses. made her both shy and faintly expectant. Such a bold and shameful idea, before him, she would never have.

Her emotions can't escape his eyes.

"Like?" He slipped his palm into her undergarment, and his calloused fingers caressed her ribs, as if he wanted to continue to climb up, but he was extremely patient, and he didn't move for a long time.

This specious teasing tormented her apricot eyes, and some unbearable moans overflowed between her lips and teeth.

Unlike when he touched her before, she only cared about being ashamed to bear it at that moment, but at this moment, she was extremely awake to realize the throbbing of her body that he brought her.

She is not a woman who doesn't know people, because of this, she knows a lot, but she is easy to be driven by him.

She is faithful to her own feelings, does not deliberately suppress it, and has a flattering attitude in her youth, which makes him very appreciative.

"If you like it, you respond. The fit of physical and mental integration is more desirable for men than for women. He was honest about her longing, and he was inviting her as a man, which was also a kind of teaching.

She opened her wet eyes and looked at him half-squinting, focusing on kissing her. The person in front of her was emotional, and the sexiness oozing from the luxury, she thought, the woman was probably nine times out of ten, and it was difficult to resist.

She obediently turned her head, imitated his technique of kissing her, and tentatively took his ear.

His body shook, and a small dull sound came out of his throat. As if encouraged, she cautiously lowered her head and kissed his beautiful collarbone. She noticed that whenever she touched him, his body tensed in two. This kind of initiative that is easy to occupy, she has a strange satisfaction in her heart. It turned out that his thirst for her was so strong.

She remembered a very cliché saying: When a man is with a woman, he either goes to the heart or the kidney.

She had comprehended the beauty of his heart for her, and now she had both, how fortunate she was.

"Like it or not?" He asked her, with satisfaction as if she were under his control. Now that she asked him, she was pretty, and she only asked him what he liked. is also shy, but has more courage. This courage was given by him.

He was secretive in his eyes, retreated, looked at her deeply, and did not respond. Instead, he suddenly leaned over and slammed her mouth. He is telling her with his actions: I like it, I can't add more.

Falling all the way on the couch, she was pressed under him and closed her eyes tightly. The eyelashes tremble slightly, unprecedented, put aside all scruples and try to cater to them.

Maybe keep him today, and since then, some things have been faintly different.

"That dirty pants last night......" He snorted and gasped, naked and sturdy upper body, and his bedclothes had already been thrown out of the tent by him.

Ahri stepped on it, perhaps surrounded by the familiar scent of it, and it curled up quietly, lying in the middle of it, not making any noise at all.

"The pulp was washed this morning." The sound is like a filament, and there is always some embarrassment when it comes out on such a private topic.

He propped himself up above her, and the throbbing of his body made him lose his mind. His fingertips reached the back of her neck, stared at her, and untied her clothes inch by inch. With her trembling little hands, she touched the waist of his bottoms.

"Tomorrow morning, wash it again......"

In the gauze tent, her legs were pressed together by him, and he was behind her, undulating violently.

His whole body was tense, and she could feel the extreme hardness of his waist and abdomen through him, from the gap between her legs. Only one place, two points of strength were retained from beginning to end. He clasped her arm, and although he tried to do it, he always scrupled him, so that in her dazzle, she always remembered the thoughtful softness of this man's urgency.