"Sister, don't worry, I will be very well-behaved and very well-behaved, and I will never cause you trouble, and it will not affect you, I just want to see my sister often, I really like my sister, I have never liked someone so much."

Uh-

Is this guy born to be so talkative?

"You asked about my mother today, I was thinking about my mother when I was taking a shower just now, and I was thinking of my sister, and I thought, if my sister was my mother, how nice it would be. My sister must love me very much, more than other children's mothers. ”

Tong Xiaoling completely surrendered, hugged him tightly, and said, "Xingchen, thank you for valuing your sister so much, this matter, let my sister think about it again, my sister also likes you and wants to see you often...... In short, my sister promised that you would think about it seriously and that she would try to arrange other things. ”

"Really?"

"Hmm. It's true. Tong Xiaoling knows that although he still says that he is still thinking about it, he has actually made a decision in his heart.

Such a sensible and well-behaved villain, how could she resist, and the worries and hesitations in her heart had already been swept away.

As the night deepened, the little guy went back to his bedroom to sleep, Tong Xiaoling lay on the big bed in the guest room, and the scene of tonight repeatedly appeared in his mind, and gradually he couldn't help but think of Croco, from the first time he met him, to the next few meetings.

At some o'clock, she suddenly felt a little thirsty, so she left the room and walked slowly downstairs.

She turned on the light by feeling, but she couldn't turn it on, she frowned in wonder, but didn't think much about it, and carefully walked to the cabinet by the faint moonlight from the window, and poured a glass of water.

However, just as she was about to drink, a tall, tall figure suddenly approached her and unexpectedly took her into his arms.

Is it Croon?

She had smelled the perfume on him, faint, with a minty freshness.

Didn't the little guy say that Dad went to the club to train? Why are you at home again?

Isn't it him?

Tong Xiaoling wanted to look back clearly, but the actions of the man behind her made her stiff again.

The man's broad hand was over her breasts.

Oh, my God!

She didn't even think about it, and immediately started struggling.

"Don't move, let me take you into a happy world, you'll love it." The warm big hand began to attack, and despite the clothes, Tong Xiaoling still felt a deep shock.

Sure enough, it's him!!

It's his voice!

At this moment, his voice became thicker, deeper, and even with a kind of demagogy.

Because she didn't think that she would stay overnight, Tong Xiaoling didn't bring clothes over, she was wearing a set of pajamas that the little guy bought for her, and her underwear just fell in the bathtub when she took a shower at night, and it was wet, she thought that there were only her and the little guy here, no adults were there, so she didn't care so much, so she quickly washed the underwear and hung it up, at this time the pajamas were naturally empty, no corset, and just went downstairs, and didn't realize this, who would know that he would come back suddenly!

"You let go of me, Mr. Croon, please let me go, you can't do this, don't touch me!" Tong Xiaoling said angrily in English, and his body was also struggling.

The man didn't seem to hear it, indulging in some kind of ecstasy and reluctant to come out, and the big hand that was getting hotter and hotter seemed to be no longer satisfied with such an itch in the boots, and impatiently reached into her loose pajamas and grabbed the softness directly.