Yan Yu saw the bulging Xiaoshan Bao on his side squirm slightly, paused, and squirmed quietly.

At the same time, the quilt was also dragged inside.

Then the hill pack managed to expand a circle.

It becomes a slightly larger hill bag.

Exceptionally interesting.

The corners of his lips rose as he watched, and a clear smile appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly understood how he had been teasing himself in the past.

It's really pleasant to see that she used to be so arrogant to tease herself, jumping her feet angrily but there is nothing she can do.

There must be a coming-and-going.

Yan Yu squinted slightly, chuckled and said again: "Nian Nian, you see that since we are boyfriend and girlfriend, and we are alone and widowed in the same room, do you think we should fulfill our obligations......

The hints are endless, just the right pause.

But such a pause made Song Shinian's heart tremble.

After all, she was the one who carried all the oo

The big guy is really plotting against her now, and wants to brew sauce with her.

But, but ......

She's not ready yet.

Song Shinian's face was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple constantly changing back and forth, and her heartbeat was louder than gongs and drums, and she could even hear the heavy and rapid breathing she exhaled from the quilt.

The situation is already dire.

I'm going to lose my innocence.

So here's the problem.

Should she resist? Or should we resist violently?

Song Shinian fell back into a new round of war between heaven and man.

It's just that this time the black and white villains are inextricably matched, and there is no way for her to make a decision quietly.

So Song Shinian made up his mind - to pretend to be dead.

The man outside the quilt didn't stop.

He stimulated her from time to time.

Like what.

Yan Yu suddenly recited the poem coldly: "The hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night, and from now on the king will not be early, good poems and good poems."

Hello your sister!

Song Shinian blushed, pursed his lips and did not speak.

There was silence outside.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

After a pause, I heard the man say in a serious voice, "Every year, there are actually two bags of family planning in your bedside table."

Song Shinian, who was in the dark, frowned, what is family planning?

The man outside: "Oh, the full name is family planning health supplies, you may not hear it often." But it also has a nickname, called Little Umbrella. ”

Nicknamed Little Umbrella?

it! Isn't it biyuntao!!

This old rascal knows that he is not easy to be kind.

Song Shinian's face turned red again after brushing, and the red ones turned purple, and there was still a little black gas in the purple.

All kinds of complexities.

Fortunately, she wisely covered herself under the quilt, so that she didn't have to face the all-encompassing teasing of the man who wanted it at the moment.

It's just that she really can't lie down, and the quilt is stuffy, hot and dark, which completely magnifies the senses in her heart.

Now every time she hears a man say a word or a word, she is terrified.

The coffin boards are about to be lifted.

She only felt that the little wind was swishing into her heart, her whole body was hot, her heart was trembling, and all her thoughts were - she was in a catastrophe today.

The big guy finally decided to stretch out his evil claws against her.

So that's the question -

Is it rebellion? Or is it a fierce resistance?

Song Shinian still didn't think about it.

The brain is a mess, and the mind is full of questions of 'the big guy wants to sleep with me', and there is no time to think about anything.

Just when she was panicking, she suddenly heard the man's voice change, and her mood also fell:.

"You don't say a word every year until now, do you hate me so much?"