After he heard this, instead of reflecting at all, he said extremely scoundrelly: "Don't want Wang Yuan to mess with you? Wei'er, it's this belly pocket rope that you play with your husband, where is there anything to do to you. ”

"Or ......," he lengthened, raising an eyebrow at her expression, "do you expect your husband to do something to you?" ”

Qing Wei bit her lower lip tightly, and the hands that grabbed the corners of Feng Jiu's obscene pants were also a little harder, and the pants were tightened: "Dead roast chicken, you, don't go too far!" ”

With such a force, the phoenix's face changed in vain, red and blue, and there was even an indescribable expression on it.

His Adam's apple rolled, and it was so difficult: "Wei'er, what are you...... Want to be a husband? Or do you want to make you happy for the rest of your life? ”

Qing Wei was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly let go of the hand that was holding his obscene pants. As soon as she let go, Feng Jiu's face was much better, and she looked at her with even more 'ease'.

After she gave her hand like this, her body was nervously stagnant, and she didn't know where to put her hand.

Covering the chest shore, she was close to his body, and she was so close to him, she actually ...... Not annoying.

And if you put your arms around the waist of the phoenix, it will make people feel that she is too bold, as if she is desperate for him.

Albeit...... A certain fox has been teased by him to this extent.

"Phoenix dove......" Qing Wei lowered her head, her long hair covering her shy face.

He naturally knew what she wanted to say, but he just sat here, looking at her longing but silent appearance, and laughed in his heart.

"Phoenix." Qing Wei twisted her body, very restless, she could feel that this dead roast chicken was about to do something indescribable to her.

He did this, and she also had some, weird, undescribable feelings.

She had tried to be happy with him, and if he didn't have some skills, Qing Wei would not have the next round.

Yet her shot at you, and his body, were always separated by two sheets of cloth, either thick or soft. But they were leaning in such a position, and it was hard to imagine that there was something in between.

This feeling of shame made her feel numb underneath, and even felt that he was holding her too comfortably, and wanted him to move a little bit so that she could have a little stimulation.

She thought so, and the phoenix dove seemed to sense her thoughts, twisted her waist slightly, and pressed her on the soft couch.

Qing Wei couldn't withstand such pressure from him, and was suddenly shocked in his heart, and subconsciously put his hand around his back tighter. The soft and elastic upper body just fit him fiercely and tightly.

It's not necessarily a good thing to have more flesh on her breasts, she is so close to him, she feels that she is stunned, and she is about to faint.

Even the voice that came out was not her original appearance, but a feminine, delicate voice: "Phoenix dove, don't ......"

His lower body went up a little, more willful, unusual, as if he was going to devour her like this, she also felt embarrassed, and wanted to resist him, which made her body tremble, and hugged him a little tighter, her face resting on his shoulder, and the breathing in her body was no longer even.

She didn't know what to say about her feelings, but she felt a little more comfortable and secure holding him like this.