"Oh, my nose." Shuimiaomiao opened Shen Mochen's hand and said angrily, "can you stop pinching my nose? You are willing to wipe my nose. I don't want it coming out of its warm nest."
Shen Mo Chen looked at the water Miaomiao, and his deep and quiet eyes exuded a shadow.
Her voice is delicate, although it sounds with complaints, but more of it is coquettish, like Wu Nong's soft language, falling in his heart, slowly rooted.
Shen Mo Chen reached out and raised her chin. Her red lips fell on her lips. She slowly kisses and rolls up her full lips. Her eyes are soft and she looks at her.
Like the deep blue of the sea, with a fascination, attracted her involuntarily close.
Shuimiaomiao doesn't know what happened?
Before he kisses her, she does not like his body wine smell, even is disgusting.
But now, the smell of wine on his body did not dissipate, eating into his mouth, feel mellow, she also seems to be a heavy drinker, kiss her back, some drunk, slowly closed his eyes.
Shen Mochen's eyes were half narrowed, his heart was surging, and his eyes were filled with desire for affection.
He likes her now initiative, soft, soft, small, let his heart unconsciously float up.
His kiss went down her lips, landed on her shoulder, and took off her nightgown.
Shuimiaomiao blushed.
Before him, he just wanted to be like her. Why did she resist and be afraid?
Now, not afraid, she still has some expectations, looking forward to him to bring her the experience of flying to heaven.
Shen Mo Chen hands caresses her leg, soft voice asks: "what want to go in first?"
She was shy, pursed her lips and gave him a kiss.
Shen Mo Chen draws up the corner of the mouth of evil spirit, "bad thing. "Bite."
The three words "bad things" came out of his mouth, with the flavor of love and beauty. It fell on her heart, like being hit hard by something, rippling around and round.
"No," she murmured, embarrassed
"No?" Shen Mo Chen is evil and sycophantic ask a way.
Shuimiaomiao didn't dare to look at him. She felt that he meant it. She didn't want to. She knocked him on the shoulder.
Shen Mo Chen also does not tease her, kisses to her lip, the body presses down.
Shuimiaomiao naturally lies on the bed.
He took her by the wrist and kissed her up the leg.
He was excited, getting better and better, getting more familiar with her, and more like her reaction.
Qiong juice moistens the earth,
gives him the best encouragement and appreciation.
Open a piece of gorgeous scenery.
She satisfied his thirst, and he gave her the deepest satisfaction.
When he came in, she almost fainted and danced with him.
It's daybreak
she still hugs him and hides in his arms. She doesn't want to get up.
The alarm clock rings
Shui Miaomiao suddenly wakes up and looks up with disordered hair.
She scratched her hair and looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock.
"Miserable, miserable, my father is in court today." Shuimiaomiao jumps out of bed, picks up her clothes and rushes to the bathroom.
"Don't worry. I've arranged everything." Shen Mo Chen deep voice way, get up from the bed.
"No?" Shuimiaomiao stepped back, looked up at him and said, "I found my father's self written heritage book yesterday."
"No, early." Shen Mochen walked towards her.
While wearing the bra, shuimiaomiao murmured: "didn't you fight before? I haven't had a chance to say that
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