Luo Yu was so nervous outside that he kept patting the door panel and said, "Xiao Ya, I can't hurt you. I..."

For the first time he saw the man on the tip of his heart looking so pale.

After listening to his words, Lu Xiaoya smiled foolishly, this fool.

Although a woman's body is delicate, how can she be so fragile that her fingers will be hurt

The bathroom was unusually quiet without any movement.

"Xiaoya, come out first no matter what!" His voice was frightened and uneasy.

"That..." Lu Xiaoya blushed and said, "can you help me bring my aunt's towel in the bedside table? Take another dress... "

Luo Yu still didn't react. His body instinctively obeyed her command.

She couldn't help but feel a little funny. She thought it was natural. Because she was with her beloved man, she seemed particularly nervous and nervous.

When she comes out, the man sits on the sofa. Where is the panic and anxiety just now.

"Come here!" His tone was irresistible.

Lu Xiaoya skimmed her lips and walked over. Luo Yu held her in her arms on the first floor.

The heat on his leg burned up in an instant. He deliberately put her in such a sensitive place and rubbed her constantly.

Across her clothes, the heat seemed to devour her.

Lu Xiaoya blushed and gently pushed him back: "what are you doing? I'm... Here..."

But he tore away her nightgown, revealing her milk like skin and beauty in bud.

Xiaohe just shows his sharp corners, which is very attractive.

One bowed his head, covered his soul tongue with soft, constantly ravaging

"Ah... Um..." Lu Xiaoya's eyes gradually filled with emotion desire, misty, a pair of jade arms clutching his clothes, and her delicate body trembled slightly, "Luo Yu... Uh... Don't..."

She clearly felt his burning heat between her legs, becoming stronger and stronger.

His desire is on the edge of reason.

"Xiaoya, help me..." the man lightly kissed her exquisite clavicle, "just like yesterday..."

A room of dense yellow, in this moment dyed ambiguous confusion, Lu Xiaoya seemed to be hit by a lightning, mixed with numbness, with trembling, and the tip of her heart trembled.

He took her hand and put it on the hard object between his legs. The hot temperature almost burned her up.

Lu Xiaoya's cheeks were like fire. His turbid breathing, with a burning dense, made her heart tremble.

His throat was a man's exclusive low, dull and decadent voice. His body trembled and reached the extreme in an instant.

Luo Yu leaned on the sofa and gasped heavily.

The night was deep and everything was quiet.

Lu Xiaoya leaned against Luo Yu's shoulder, and her wrist was sore, but she couldn't help grinding on his smooth chest.

Lu Xiaoya smiled. "You don't know the great aunt of a woman's family. You are absolutely the only wonderful flower in the world."

Luo Yu lightly pursed his lips, and the two sides of his temples beat heavily: "I'm not a woman, why must I know a woman's great aunt?"

Little girl, I owe you. This is.

Lu Xiaoya immediately choked on him and turned her eyes: "cut... I told you all in class."

"After all, I'm not good at biology," Luo Yu said with a hook in the corner of his mouth and a dispirited look, "otherwise..."

Being looked at by him like this, Lu Xiaoya was suddenly inspired.

Sure enough, men who want dissatisfaction can't be provoked!