The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

That hand must be Wei Xinglang's.

With a strong desire, she quickly moved from the flat lower abdomen to the undulating chest, and even began to knead, let her feel his needs from the outside to the inside.

An overwhelming love.

Liu Huanjiao didn't do anything, didn't grab Wei Xinglang's hand and let him stop. Her change was that Wei Xinglang tasted a bitter taste different from those sweet lips and tongue, only to realize...

she cried.

After loosening his lips, Wei Xinglang saw Liu Huan closing her eyes tightly, and tears kept running down her eyes.

"No, don't hurt me, I'm so scared! I'm so scared!"

Wei Xinglang was shocked that his momentary impulse and desire had deeply hurt the person he loved.

He drew his hand from his shirt, soothed and patted Liu Huanjiao on the back without any desire, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I won't..."

Liu Huanjiao was crying hard for herself, being held by Wei Xinglang in her arms, even if she was tired of crying and fell asleep behind, as long as Wei Xinglang made any movement, she would wake up, and then cry again.

No way, Wei Xinglang could only comfort Liu Huanjiao, holding her crying like a child, and resting on the sofa.

Fortunately, the sofa is big enough to hold the two of them, but they can only hug each other tightly, or they will fall off.

This night, Liu Huanjiao slept very restlessly and kept moving.

Wei Xinglang opened his eyes, watching the beloved one lying in his arms, and twisting to seduce him, but he couldn't do anything, endured the pain, and finally fell asleep because he couldn't hold back his sleep.

Early in the morning, Liu Huanjiao woke up first.

Was awakened by the hard thing that has been between her legs.

Opening her eyes, Wei Xinglang's handsome face was magnified in front of her, and the two actually hugged each other in an entangled manner and slept on the sofa.

Wei Xinglang's hands were very regular, so he hugged Liu Huanjiao's back and did nothing.

On the contrary, it was Liu Huanjiao's hand, with one arm around Wei Xinglang's arm, and the other touching the other's chest.

Liu Huanjiao was taken aback, and quickly let go, only to realize that she should have a bad sleeping face, and her top was shrunk high. She showed her smooth lower abdomen, but was finally blocked by her chest.

As for her skirt, it was even more cheating, and it was piled up directly on the hip bone.

Both legs were barely exposed, one was squeezed between Wei Xinglang's legs, and the other was draped around Wei Xinglang's waist.

It's such an indecent and ambiguous posture.

As for the things that keep her from sleeping well, just look at it from this posture, and you can know what it is with a fart!

Maybe the phone in your pocket is not working? !

Liu Huanjiao's psychological endurance is very strong, but seeing such a picture, coupled with the fact that the things between her legs seem to be getting bigger and hotter, it will inevitably make her face blush.

Old hooligan!

Liu Huanjiao cursed, pretending to be frightened in a dream, kicked someone down with a kick and hand.

Wei Xinglang sat on the ground and looked innocently at Liu Huanjiao, who was tidying up on the sofa, but couldn't react to what happened.

Liu Huanjiao's dim look in his small eyes just after waking up made Liu Huanjiao especially like an irresponsible guilty man.

Liu Huanjiao felt a little guilty in her heart, but when she shifted her gaze, she saw the towering tuft between Wei Xinglang's legs and immediately changed her face.

With a snort, he ran upstairs barefoot.

Wei Xinglang was left alone, sitting on the ground, and glanced at his unusually high brother this morning, remembering that he should have been wronged last night, and smiled bitterly.

Little fairy.

It runs very fast.