The girl's loose collar slid down her snow-white shoulders under his tutelage, revealing the girl's black bra.

The coldness in the air made Jiang He tremble for a moment.

Zhao Qinglin rested his chin on the girl's collarbone, and his breathing was no longer even.

The tails of his eyes were clouded. Desire, in the soft light, the thick can't be dissolved.

Zhao Qinglin's voice was also trembling: "Jiang He, don't be afraid, my brother will be gentle." ”

Jiang He didn't move.

This was the first time she had skin contact with the opposite sex, and that person was still a delusion that she couldn't get rid of all these years.

……

Jiang He came back to his senses from his emotions, and his body was already sticky.

There was sweat on her body, and there were also traces left by Zhao Qinglin.

Zhao Qinglin lowered his head and kissed the girl's face inch by inch.

After the deep kiss, he took a tissue and wiped the girl's face and hands over and over again.

He showed an apologetic look, and there was a faint scarlet in his eyes after lust: "I'm sorry, my brother made you dirty." ”

The girl shook her head slightly, she was saying it didn't matter.

Zhao Qinglin bit Jiang He's earlobe: "Jiang He, my brother likes you." ”

Jiang He looked at her affectionately in response to her.

"Do you hear that? Brother likes you. ”

Jiang He nodded heavily.

Her hand held his wrist, and he still carried the beads she had given her.

Zhao Qinglin also looked down at the string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

In an instant, he directly took off the string of Buddhist beads in his hand and put it on the sofa.

He had just ......

Wearing the string of Buddhist beads, he grabbed Jiang He's hand and stroked.

He blasphemed the gods and Buddhas like this.

Jiang He shrunk in his arms, like a soft and glutinous cat.

He looked at the stickiness on her body for a while, picked up Jiang He, and walked to the bathroom.

"Brother help you take a bath."

Jiang He did not refuse, and obediently shrank in his arms.

He put the girl on the sink.

Two clear figures were reflected in the mirror.

Zhao Qinglin went to boil the water, there was more and more water in the bathtub, the scene in the bathroom became more and more hazy, and the figure in the mirror became more and more misty.

Although he had just experienced a crazy emotional situation, he did not take off the girl's clothes.

Her clothes were still messy all over her body.

No, it's a mess on the body.

He unzipped her dress and took off her black dress, and black bra.

He looked at her, his eyes were affectionate, and whispered in her ear: "Help my brother take off his clothes." ”

Jiang He obediently reached over and took off Zhao Qinglin's shirt, revealing his clear and tight texture.

He hugged her, stepped forward slowly, and put the girl in his arms in the bathtub.

Jiang He's stiff body softened a little when it touched the warm water in the bathtub.

Her face was flushed, and she lay motionless in the bathtub.

He lifted her chin, "Do you want my brother to wash with you?" ”

Jiang He nodded shyly.

Zhao Qinglin also entered the bathtub, he hugged the girl's body from behind, buried his head in the back of her neck, and sniffed gently.

"Jiang He." He rubbed his head against her neck and shoulders, as if he was going to rub himself into her body, "Brother won't touch you today." ”

Jiang He twisted his head back, thinking that he was angry with himself, and his eyes were filled with deep tenderness.

He touched the tail of her eye: "Go to the hospital with my brother tomorrow and heal your throat." ”

Jiang He was stunned.

"Brother wants to hear your call."

It's a bit busy, I wrote this, put it on first!

I haven't written enough words today, and I'm still continuing to write~