Chapter 213: It's arranged
Ji Hengran smiled lowly.
Ji Ran took a deep breath, then corrected the color, and the slightly cool ten fingers wrapped around his wrist, and with a little force, he took Ji Hengran into the room.
Ji Hengran subconsciously reminded her to be careful, she was nervous, and she also took the time to laugh at his mother-in-law, but he didn't care much.
The two of them walked to the bed, and she felt her whole body tremble.
"Ji Hengran, I may have to ...... you" She turned her head, looked at the rose petals all over the bed, interlocked her fingers with him, and her breathing was a little unsteady, "Tie it up......"
One minute in bed, ten years in bed.
She has been studying for so long, just waiting for tonight to practice, originally thought it would be so romantic, who knows, it was just the tension of one ring after another.
She herself was nervous, but she didn't expect that Ji Hengran, who was blindfolded, heard this sentence, and her heart rose to her throat.
The blood was the opposite, rushing straight to the lower abdomen......
Rao is so well-informed, he can't help but gasp when he listens.
It seems that the child grew up really overnight.
As soon as his mind moved, his hands carried out the instructions given by his brain, climbing up her waist.
Because they can't see, all the touches make each other tremble.
"It's not good that the first time it was so intense." He kindly reminded him, but the hands were really not restless.
It's okay not to touch it, but when I touched it, I was really surprised......
This one, this one, so thin and so short, although it can't be seen blindfolded, it seems that there is no visual impact.
However, imagination is even more fatal.
Didn't you want him to die?
If it doesn't work, it's calm and calm.
Ji Hengran, you are also a man who has flirted with various sisters at home and abroad, rise to knowledge!
"I said Ms. Flower Picker, I don't know if you have heard of a word called anti-guest-oriented?" His mind was full of the girl in front of him that he couldn't even see.
He knew she was shaking.
When Ji Ran calmly spoke, he pushed the person onto the bed, sat on him, took out the prop handcuffs that had been prepared a long time ago, and tied his right hand to the wall lamp.
The handcuffs were wrapped in soft leather, and they didn't hurt, but they didn't allow him to move as he wanted.
No way, between sleeping with his husband and protecting his face from being destroyed, the most compromise he can think of is this.
"No, no, I have an arrangement." She said, speeding up the movements of her hand, "You are obedient, you have endured these two months, and when my nose grows, I will, I will ......"
"What are you?" Ji Hengran sighed.
Ji Ran's subordinates stopped.
"I'll ......," she bit her lip and whispered, "Let you arrange it as you please, okay?" ”
Whatever you want?
Ji Hengran hooked his lips and smiled.
"Otherwise, this arrangement of yours—" he shook his wrist, "and let it be carried out?" ”
"Uh......" She didn't react at first, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head decisively: "No, no, no, for tonight, my arrangement is the best." ”
With a little effort, Ji Hengran broke free of her hands that were busy "tying up", and then hugged her waist and pressed the person to her heart.
"With all due respect, madam, it seems more reasonable for the experienced to prevail in this kind of thing, right?"
Ji Ran struggled: "No, no, no...... Well...... I'm also very experienced. You don't know, I bought a lot of CDs to learn, don't worry, I promise, I have completely mastered the skills, absolutely let you have a ...... Uh......"
She's a little bit indescribable.
"Worth the trip?"
Ji Hengran helped her fill the vacancy, and suddenly felt her blood gushing.