When Lu Xiao came back, Gu Qingyao said softly, "Lu Xiao."
"Say it." Lu Xiao held back for a long time, and the running in was almost the same. He was just about the last step.
"Shall I draw you a fruit body?" Asked Gu Qingyao.
When the voice fell, she snorted.
Lu Xiao hugged her waist tightly and said with a light smile, "how about I draw a picture on you first?"
Dry firewood, a little fire.
The room is full of strong erotic atmosphere, and both of them are very open. Since Gu Qingyao didn't refuse at first, she didn't pinch it later.
At the end of the day, they were at war.
One moment he's up, and then she's on.
With the quilt on the bed rolled to the ground together, then it was done.
It's almost midnight.
Lu Xiao leaned against the head of the bed and lit a cigarette. He just wanted to curse his mother.
After climbing out of bed, Gu Qingyao picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom.
Lu Xiao squinted at the woman's back and chuckled. As the saying goes, it's all reasonable.
No wonder some people say that death under the peony is also romantic.
On the other side, Gu Qingyao goes into the bathroom, picks up her hair and looks at herself in the mirror.
The man was so cruel that he almost took her apart.
But in any case, the man's performance was perfect, and she had to admit that it became an enjoyment.
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after Gu Qingyao came out of the bath, Lu Xiao also rushed.
When he came out again, the man simply didn't even wear a bath towel, so he swayed in the room with a whole body of tendons and flesh, and didn't want to cover up at all.
Gu Qingyao couldn't help but say, "can't you wear some clothes?"
Lu Xiao turned to look at her and said, "where are the clothes?"
If he had one, he wouldn't wear it?
Gu Qingyao went to the wardrobe and looked for it. She really didn't have men's clothes.
Fortunately, she is tall, nearly 1.7 meters. In order to be comfortable, she bought two men's robes, one white and one navy blue.
Gu Qingyao took out the dark blue robe and threw it to him and said, "try it first."
After the land owl took it, he put it on his body.
It's OK. It's a little small, but it's better than being naked.
Both of them were so hungry that they turned around and went to the restaurant to have dinner. They both sat in front of the sofa and did not move.
Lu Xiao is sitting on one side watching TV, and Gu Qingyao is sitting on the other side.
After watching an episode on TV, it's half past zero.
Gu Qingyao looked at the time, kicked him and said, "when are you going?"
Lu Xiao ordered a flue: "Mr. Gu, give me a lesson?"
"What class?"
Lu Xiao showed a ruffian smile and said faintly: "what's the physiological reaction? How do I feel when I touch your place? Make you... "
Gu Qingyao knew that he was not going to say anything good.
He got up and grabbed an orange on the table and smashed it at him and said, "get out of here
Lu Xiao subconsciously reached out to catch her and looked at her casually, looking like an old man.
Gu Qingyao also did not care about him, turned back to the bedroom.
Lu Xiao narrowed his eyes and inhaled heavily. Then he looked at her back and said, "throw it away when you're finished. You are such a ruthless woman!"
Bang!
As the landing owl's voice dropped, there was a heavy door closing.
Lu Xiao laughed, his eyes were dark, and he threw the orange in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking.
When a cigarette is exhausted, Lu Xiao turns back to Gu Qingyao's bedroom.
Gu Qingyao is leaning on the head of the bed and looking at an album of paintings. She puts down her book and looks at him without speaking.
"One night, rub a bed." Lu Xiao closed the door and said frankly.