Old Fox and Little Tiger - 8

This pound of liquor can't get me drunk, only the white people in front of me and the incense around my nose are drunk to me.

The tip of my nose rubbed against his neck, Jing Jing hummed and writhed even harder, my ball was drumming, and his ball was also bulging.

I raised my head in a daze and looked at Jing Jing's face flushed with embarrassment, which was completely different from the disgusting and disgusted expression he had just said in Shenshui Building.

In the end he hates men and men? Then why do you ask me to relieve him so many times?

And this time? He's seen the men and women that can excite him, and he knows the men and women that make him sick, so what's his reaction now?

The coldness of outsiders rushed to his chest, and those who have been rectified by me don't know that I am yin and ruthless, but I am too good to this child, so good that I consume my tenderness and kindness in him.

"Jing Jing, you reacted to me."

With cruelty, I gloated in his ear and reminded him that he was also squinting at the "young master" in Wang Gongzi's arms and enjoying Wang Gongzi's teasing.

Thinking about it, I picked it open, and my hand ran into the seam of his pants, and suddenly, my son became even more excited.

Jing Jing seemed to be stupid, his face was dumbfounded, but under my teasing he was getting bigger and bigger.

Oh, look, the same.

He's the same as me? There was bitterness in my throat, I knew that this was a teenager's reaction, and whoever teased me would be like this.

"Jing Jing! Scold! Feeling refreshed? Resentful, I took a bite of the delicate neck that I had long wanted to bite.

One mouthful, one tongue, sucked the sweet flesh and the beating pulse into my mouth.

"In vain" he was anxious, from writhing to struggling, I didn't give him a chance to be afraid, let alone a chance to say disgusting.

The next second I blocked his pink little mouth, stirring with the movements I had been doing for a thousand days and nights.

Jing Jing! Why is there only myself in this obscure relationship?

Jing Jing, why are you my little ancestor, look for me when you are cool, and say that it is disgusting when you are cool.

I quickly restrained his hand, and the love that I let go of may not understand or accept in this life.

Jing Jing gradually stopped struggling, and I let go of my ravaged lips, his face was flushed purple, his eyes were half-drooping, and the pink lip flaps were red and swollen.

There were red marks on the snow-white neck, and the pants were pulled at my knees, and the thing was hanging outside, as willful as its owner.

Young Master Jing became a person who was powerless to resist and couldn't help his desires under me, I was evil out of the cage in my heart, I sat on the bed, hugged Jing Jing into my arms, wrapped my arms around his waist, wrapped my fingers around him, and held his ear beads in my mouth: "Jing Jing, see clearly!" See clearly that you made a guy comfortable! Well? That person is your brother - me! ”

I seemed to have forgotten that he was a fifteen-year-old child, and no longer cared about what he could handle, and I vaguely and cruelly hinted that our relationship was not normal.

I completely ripped off his and my obstructions, my touch to his, he grabbed my hand and began to cry.

"Bai Yin, you are not Bai Yin, my brother Bai Yin is not like this!"

But this is the real me, I pressed him underneath, flipped his T over, kissed the red marks on his skinny body, all the way down, and finally gathered him.

Jing Jing swayed, the moon was about to rise, no longer resisting, and the whole suite echoed with his comfortable call and gorgeous voice.

Later, Jing Jing pressed the back of my head hard

At the last minute, I was tough and restrained.

"White lead!" He was covered in sweat, already immersed in the sea of desire, this feeling of not being up or down made him lose his temper, he grabbed my hand and shouted to me: "Bai Yin, let go!" ”

"Oh, Jing Jing! But I'm also holding back, if you can't hold a woman, you have to solve it for me! ”

"White lead!" Jing Jing seemed to be awake, he stood up, his eyes staring at me, and the evil aura that made my heart weak in the dark: "Do you treat me as a woman!" ”

Looking at his fierce eyes of disgust, my heart froze, grinning, I took his hand and put it on my words: "Woman? ”

I turned him over directly, and tightened his legs, and I couldn't see his eyes, and I used the same way last time, just as cruel and rude my mouth and actions were, but I still reserved the last way out for him.

I'm mad, what does he think of me?

So I said, "How can a woman be stimulated by you." ”

I couldn't see his expression, and that thin voice said, "Stimulation? That's right, it's the thrill. It's so exciting! White citation! Bastard, old sausage, who's afraid of whom! ”

I was mad, except for the last pass.

He got it for me, I got it for him, and after it calmed down, there was only a trace of desolation left in my heart.

This coolness makes me can't help but flirt with Jing Jing again and again, and the heat that ignites again can allow me to cover up the desolation in my heart.

Jing Jing, like someone immersed in pleasure crying, biting, scratching in my arms, but not resisting.

This night, it was very confused, how I fell asleep, I only remember that in the end I tightly clamped him for fear that he would escape.

As for tomorrow, we will, tomorrow.

The next day, I woke up.

The room was sloppy, I covered my eyes, and the frost under my eyes was so cold that my tears were cold.

I thought to myself that he was gone, gone! What I did last night, my heart is clear, but I don't want to admit my mistakes and explain anymore, run, run, leave me alone!

Propping myself up, I lifted the quilt, and I was stunned when I saw something on the bed.

A t-pendulum wrapped in a clear plastic bag was placed on the bed.

The fierce tiger head embroidered with colored thread on it was facing me, with a white background, the same one that Jing Jing was wearing.

The price tag hasn't been opened yet, a five-digit piece.

I was in a trance, and it's no wonder Jing Jing said that it was a gift that cost him his pocket money.

Hurriedly dressed, I grabbed T and quickly walked out of the hotel, as if I knew what he was going to do next, I rushed to the train station, and used my connections to find Jing Jing's ID card and had bought a train ticket back to Beijing, at five o'clock this morning. And now it's ten o'clock.

I went to Aunt Ru, and Aunt Ru said indifferently that she knew, and by the way, I asked Jing Jing if he had committed the young master's temper, she thought that he would spend a summer vacation with me.

I don't know how to answer, but I just said that next month, I will go back to see you.

Jing Jing left, took my seven souls and six souls, I took the tiger head and returned to the army in a daze, and several of my subordinates saw my steps and collapsed and pulled me to the health center.

The examination was fine, I was lying on the bed, and there were many girls in the health center, and they came in waves, and many of them were still very excited. It's like it's a good thing that I'm sick, I don't have a good face and I have an eviction order.

Until a woman with a good family called: "Wow, limited edition tiger head wow!" I've seen it in magazines, and there are 100 sets of them distributed worldwide, white men's models, black women's models, and super expensive ones. ”

I grabbed the woman's wrist and lowered my voice and said, "What do you mean?" ”

The face was flushed: "Brother Bai, do you see the tiger's tongue on the tiger head shirt in your hand?" The crimson numbered ordinary tiger head shirt is a few thousand smaller, and you are a limited edition. Who did you give the black one to? ”

Female means, black should I give to the girl.

But Jing Jing gave it to me, and from this price I should know how much he values me, but the origin of this tiger head shirt is more like a life-saving straw.

I pushed away, grabbed my clothes and ran out.

All I thought was that I had to go back to Beijing, and I had to ask what he meant to me.

him out of what sex ||Love playmates, that's what I said last night, I just want to save face, I'm afraid he will refuse to talk nonsense.

But as I ran towards the military gate, there was a siren in the sky.

No one thought that there was an earthquake not far from Sichuan, and our division was urgently dispatched to the rescue.

When the national disaster is at hand, all personal feelings are buried.

I stood in the command's tent, looking at the collapsed buildings not far away, and every day I buried my head in the rescue plan, looking for vital signs and thinking about how to save more people.

The whole mountain town was shrouded in great sorrow, and I looked at the lost lovers, the mothers who lost their children, the children who carried the corpses, and the survivors who kept watching the revelation of the disappearance.

During the only hour-long break, I always comforted myself: "Jing Jing walks well, walks well." He's good, well-behaved. ”

On the eighth day of the rescue, I was sent by the division headquarters to the mountainous area with the second landslide because of the benefit of the rescue plan.

After three days of endless rescue, most of the people were carried down the mountain, and I followed the last wave of troops to hold back, but no one expected to encounter a heavy rain, the mountain again, roaring, our car was hit by a boulder on the mountain, and the driver became a meat sludge on the spot.

The car spun off and crashed into the steep cliff.

After seeing too much parting with life and death, and understanding that life and death are fate, I grabbed the military uniform, and in the military uniform was the tiger head shirt that I had worn for half a month and was not willing to take off.

The glass pierced into my right chest, and I watched the blood spurting and closed my eyes.

Jing Jing, my treasure.

I'm sorry.

I didn't treat you like a woman.

Treat you like a man who can't get it.

When I thought I would be the name of the earthquake engraved on the monument in this city, I saw the sun again.

Woke up, it was half a year later.

This catastrophe left me with a broken leg and a broken arm.

While I was asleep, I was promoted and my father was transferred to Sichuan.

My father told me that Jing Jing was sent to England by the Jing family, and he didn't know what happened to me.

I looked at my leg in a plaster cast and said okay.

During the year of healing, I worked hard to recover, regained my lost strength and atrophied muscles, and even signed up for a dance class to improve my balance in order to make my walking more natural.

With ridiculous self-esteem, I was afraid that Jing Jing would one day remember that I came to me and saw me embarrassed, and saw me turn into a crutch.

But I didn't expect that in this disaster, I lost not only the tiger head shirt full of blood, but also Jing Jing, who was getting farther and farther away

He gave me a tiger head shirt when fifteen, and I twenty-five.

He was eighteen and I was twenty-eight when he came back from studying in England.

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