Zhao Li Ying put her knees together in front of her body and put her arms around her.

Hands cross fingers, the body also gently shaking.

The side edge of light pink sports pants shows the black hollow lace.

It is in sharp contrast to the white skin in the lower abdomen.

This can not help but see is running on the treadmill Zhang Xiaofan, a burst of mind.

"Giggle... What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at you."

Zhang Xiaofan stepped off the treadmill, wiped the sweat and gently pushed the girl onto the yoga mat.

Hands on both sides of the girl's head, bad smile, way.

"Is it good?"

Zhao Liying tilted her head, opened her lips, and gave Zhang Xiaofan a look.

"Of course..."

Zhang Xiaofan reached out and went through the space between the yoga mat and her back.

He grabbed her by the side of the waist

The other hand was on her lap. It's greasy and warm.

Zhao Liying's body trembled slightly, and her breathing began to become rapid.

Eyelids drop by a quarter.

Slender eyelashes gently tremble, as if waiting for something.

Zhang Xiaofan's palm slipped from her thigh and slowly went down along her better leg curve.

Soft touch on the palm, like touching the most exquisite silk.

The fingertip of the index finger explores the hollowed out lace, gently inserts it, and picks it up.

The cloth vibrated, bringing out a narrow gap.

Her body began to vibrate with the movement

"Well..."

She hummed, as if suppressing something.

Zhang Xiaofan pressed the girl's petite body on the yoga mat.

The other hand, reached into the hem of the clothes, stroked the belly.

The muscles in the lower abdomen are tense unconsciously.

Outlined, it is the beginning of scale of the vest line.

There is also a faint warmth.

"Wheeze... Wheeze... Wheeze..."

Zhao Liying's breathing is more and more urgent. Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, it looks like a quick drop of water.

"If you go to bed early, you'll have to get up early tomorrow and go back to Langfang's hometown."

Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile.

"Good..."

Zhao Liying's low murmur, the way.

"Good night, dear, Bo, remember to dream about me..."

"Well, good night!"

Zhang Xiaofan felt the soft touch from his lips.

The big hand also encircles her slender waist.

Put the girl's petite body into her arms and fall asleep.

time lapse...

“...”

The next morning, a ray of sunlight came in through the curtains of the bedroom.

The wooden floor of the bedroom was covered with golden sunshine.

Blue sky, floating white clouds.

Beautiful as a picture.

Vaguely.

Zhang Xiaofan can feel that it comes from his waist.

From the silk, a string of crisp strange touch.

Soon, his body sank.

It's like something's holding me down.

Then, there seems to be something hairy under the nose.

Accompanied by, there are also a good smell of fragrance came again.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

The sound of a gasping bed came to my ears.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan, Xiaofan..."

"It's getting late, get up quickly!"

Zhang Xiaofan felt that he was in the pillow under his head.

At this time, he was dragged away by force.

Soon, a lovely face with some baby fat.

In this way, broke into his eyes