Chapter 62: Domineering Commander

Although it is through the clothes, it is very soft and distinct.

This time, not only were the palms of his hands hot, but even Duan Xiao's chest was hot.

He thought about what had happened before when she had thrown herself into his arms from the stairs.

Wearing a sportswear, she doesn't show her figure at all, she is just a little girl, but her chest is beyond ordinary softness.

His hand, unobtrusively on her hips, slid up and down her waist.

When she stood up, she let go of the way.

Although those old ladies have broken mouths, their eyes are really poisonous.

Not only are her breasts big, but her ass is also big.

The waist was thin and soft, and at that moment, he even wanted to hold her thin waist with the palm of his hand.

Although Crazy Song stood firm, Duan Xiao did not let go of her hand.

He continued: "You can study in peace, and when you reach the age later, we will have a wedding." ”

He has lived for more than twenty years, and since this afternoon he has been in ecstasy.

Everyone around him thinks that he is a coffin face that has not changed for thousands of years, with no desires, no desires, no joys and no sorrows.

But only Duan Xiao himself knows that he actually has his own little hobbies.

He has always liked women with big breasts, thin waists and hips.

This vulgar gaze led him to go on a blind date three times, and each time he swept the other party's chest, there was no follow-up.

His own mother thinks that women like him must prefer tomboys, and every time he helps a woman with a look, he leans on a flat chest.

Duan Xiao thought that he would be tortured by his own mother for a few more years, but he didn't expect that by mistake, God would throw him a daughter-in-law with big breasts and a thin waist.

A stunner picked up for nothing!

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was young and had just died of his relatives, he would definitely get married immediately.

Crazy Song didn't know that the military commander was as aesthetic and vulgar as her.

I didn't even notice that the military boss still ate her tofu.

Her hand was pinched by the other man.

The other party's hands were hot and hot, like a hand warmer.

Her body is probably lacking in qi and blood, and her hands and feet are cold.

She really wanted to ask him if he could change hands, and her other hand wanted to be warmed too.

Suddenly hearing the big guy's words, he was stunned for a moment and responded: "Oh." ”

It doesn't matter if you get married or not.

Mad Song has no interest in such a thing as marriage, and she needs to exercise this body first.

The small body is too weak, which is not good for fighting.

Duan Xiao glanced sideways.

Her head hung slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and her small lips were as red as cherries.

He suddenly remembered the fragile but beautiful butterflies that his younger brothers had caught when he was a child.

His other fingers pressed together and rubbed slightly.

My hands are itchy, and I can't wait to grab her in my hands and rub her alive.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and without saying a word all the way, they walked around the pebble fruit grove.

After walking a long way, he turned around and returned from another way.

Duan Xiao asked her, "Are you tired?" ”

The latter sentence "I carry you" was held in his mouth, ready to say it at any time.

Crazy Song shook his head: "I'm not tired." ”

"I want to run for a while," she said. ”

When the words fell, he pumped his hand that was still grabbed by Duan Xiao in the palm of his hand.

Duan Xiao reluctantly let go of her hand.

The palms of his hands were empty, and he let out a "hmm", and the words "I'm running on your back" were pressed back by reason.

Wild Song and Duan Xiao ran two laps along the park, and it wasn't until more than nine o'clock in the evening that they slowly returned to the villa together.

She won't have a chance to release Wang Zai tonight.

We can only wait until tomorrow to find an opportunity.