Leng Meiying never imagined that when a man touched his body, he would feel like this.

Of course, she has never let a man touch her body, even if it is a hand, it is rare, let alone a forbidden place like her slender waist.

If you count it up, Leng Meiying, a three-nil girl, is almost extinct in this world.

Just imagine, what girl is still thinking about fighting and killing all day long when she is twenty years old?

Not to mention doing something embarrassing with other men, even when it was time to take a shower, I just went with the intention of disinfection.

What girl doesn't have a spring? Leng Meiying also had some speculation.

However, it was only speculation, and as soon as this idea was born, she had already been forcibly suppressed by her as a tumor like those stinky men who wanted to take advantage of her.

It is the nature of girls to love beauty, and Leng Meiying will only do one thing in front of the mirror.

"Report on the adults, the disinfection is complete......"

Therefore, the touch of the man's fingers on the tender flesh of the waist is the first time that Leng Meiying was born.

Leng Meiying resisted in her heart, and instinctively wanted to open Feng Tianche's hand, but as soon as she lifted her hand, she found that she couldn't use any force, and her whole body, under Feng Tianche's little contact, actually became soft.

The touch of the drips, between square inches, makes people have an endless aftertaste.

This feeling makes people blush, makes people's hearts beat, and makes people feel more enjoyable than ever.

It's a magical feeling that starts from the bottom of my heart and then explodes until my scalp is numb.

Leng Meiying had the heart to refuse, but she couldn't raise her hand, and she couldn't open her mouth.

The hand, as if tied with a boulder, could not be lifted.

The mouth seems to be glued with all-purpose glue and cannot be opened.

In this situation, Leng Sleep was unprecedented, his heart and body were completely crisped, and he couldn't help but lean towards Feng Tianche.

Between the wings of the nose, the thick majestic breath of Feng Tianche is even stronger.

Leng Meiying never felt that there was any unbearable smell on men, because in her opinion, in addition to the smell of sweat, what kind of fascinating smell could there be on men's bodies?

But now she found out that she was wrong, the smell of men could really be fascinating.

It's like eating a piece of chocolate that you can't put down and throw away.

Feng Tianche's body hugging Leng Meiying was also trembling, and there was a tender feeling that was so delicate that it made his heart crisp from his fingertips.

He never thought that a girl's body could be so soft, delicate, as if their bodies were completely made of water, so touched, so pinched, as if they could pinch out the water.

The soft touch of the finger dust made Feng Tianche's body tremble lightly, and at the same time, a warm fragrance unique to the virgin floated out from all parts of Leng Ying's body.

These naughty elf-like virgin fragrances, as if they had spotted Feng Tianche, floated out of various places in the cold shadow, and then drilled towards Feng Tianche.

It penetrated into his nose, into his body, and into his constantly erecting heart, where it took root, sprouted, and then continued to grow vigorously.