C38

After the man left, I went into the room.

At that time, that big bouquet of roses was lying on Big Sister Yan Hong's bed.

Looking at that scene, I recalled the words of that man and felt a little disappointed.

A thought that made me uncomfortable gradually appeared in my mind. If I'm not wrong, this man should be the pursuer of Big Sister Yan Hong. Even if he isn't, he should be delivering flowers to someone else.

After all, Big Sister Yan Hong already had a suitor.

I have always thought of Red-Sis as my personal sister. I even felt that she should be mine from the beginning to the end. It wasn't until this night that I suddenly realized that Big Sister Yan Hong had grown up. She was young and beautiful, sexy and graceful. There must be many men who liked her.

I am a little afraid. What if Big Sister Yanhong falls in love with another man? In fact, if Big Sister Yan Hong became another man's woman and slept with someone else, would I … be able to accept it?

I was confused. I know I'm wrong to think so, and I'm being selfish, but the thought of Red-Sis being nice to others makes me ache.

After tossing and turning, I couldn't get my thoughts out of my head, so I forced myself to calm down and lie down on the bed.

At some point, the sound of the door opening rang out. I was awakened by a string of shouts from women.

If you listened carefully, you would be able to tell that there was a beauty's voice, but there was also a woman's voice that you had never heard before.

"I want to sleep with you. Hehe, it's so red …"

The unfamiliar woman's voice sounded.

"I still have a bed at home, it's fine. "You don't have to squeeze with me …"

Big Red was explaining.

"Oh, hehe, I … I … I understand. You're afraid of me … I … I … spit on the sheets in your room, right?" The stranger seemed to be drunk, and her speech was slurred.

"Jiajia, us two sisters, how could I turn my back on you!? Besides, even if you don't sleep in my room, if you puke in the other room, it would be tantamount to throwing up my bed sheets. "Since you've drunk too much, then just say whatever you want. Hurry up and come, hurry up and wash up and sleep!"

Sister Yanhong's words weren't clear either, but they were much better than that unfamiliar woman's.

I was unhappy to think that I had gone to drink with my sister! Leave me alone for so long.

I was a little surprised at my own jealousy. After thinking about it carefully, it turned out that ever since I saw a mysterious man giving roses to Big Sister Yan Hong, I had been feeling a little insecure.

My feelings for Sister Yanhong are deeply rooted. I relied on her and loved her, but at the same time, deep down, I longed to have some heterosexual heartbeats with Lianhong. Despite such a large age gap, could Big Sister Yan Hong truly understand a boy who watched helplessly as he grew up and said that he liked her? Or was it just a beautiful illusion of my own?

I don't understand, and I don't want to think about it. I just want time to explain.

I took a deep breath. Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. Let's see what Yinhong and the rest of them are doing!

Tonight, the moonlight was quite bright and the scenery outside the window was completely white. I didn't turn on the lights. I walked to the door and gently opened it a little.

Perhaps because she wanted to quickly wash up and go to bed, the lady Yan Hong didn't turn on the light in the living room. When he looked deeper, he realized that the yellow light from the toilet was shining on the glass door.

The sound of running water came from inside. I think they wanted to take a bath.

In this way, I decided to call her Lianghong Sis later.

Just as he was about to go back to bed and lie down, a shout suddenly came from the bedroom, "Aiyo, red, I'm going to faint from the headache. Is the water ready? "

Only after hearing the voice did he realize that a hazy image had suddenly stood up from the sofa.

The woman had long, wavy hair, which was draped over her back. She wore a black gauze dress that clung tightly to her body from her neck to her thighs. Although the neck and half of his arm had been covered, the close-fitting skin brought about a strange visual effect.

Her huge breasts filled her dress to the brim. With a slight glance, one could tell that her soul-stirring strength was about to burst out from within the dress.

The hem of the dress was halfway to her thigh, and the part that was exposed to the air was round and tight. What made my mouth parched the most was that she wasn't bare-legged, but was wearing black shreds of meat.

At this moment, the outside of the house was shrouded in darkness. Under the moonlight, there was a hint of a white view. The woman stood up from the sofa, as if giving a close-up of a stage light. Although one could not see her face, her excellent figure, when matched with the moonlight, gave off a dazzling and enchanting vibe.

"Don't worry, Jiajia. The water heater in my room was not properly installed, so the hot water comes in slowly. I'll call you when I'm done. " Big Sister Yanhong's voice came from the toilet again.

"Okay, then." Okay, then. "I'll take off my clothes first. I'll wash them later."

She suddenly said something even more shocking.

Then, without the slightest pause, he lowered his waist and curled up his body to lift his left leg. I looked through the gap in the door and saw that her perfectly round buttocks were bent into a beautiful curve. Due to the tension, the skirt on her buttocks was more fitting. Even the sides of her silk panties had faint traces on them.

Due to the fact that her head was lowered, a portion of her long hair fell down along her ears, covering half of her face. Her thick hair was like satin, covering most of her graceful body.

Then she could be seen with both hands on her left thigh. Then, his left hand flipped up a portion of his skirt. The folds of the skirt were flipped up to his femur, revealing the stocking on his black stockings. The stocking didn't quite reach his thigh. Thus, a small part of her delicate white flesh and a small part of her underwear was revealed.

"It's pink …" My heart was pounding, and I opened my eyes wider. Stealing peeped made me excited, and taking off my stockings by an unknown woman made me even more unheard-of.

She was still holding her left leg up. She wasn't wearing shoes, and her stockings were tightly sewn onto every inch of her left leg. She even had five toes. With the sparkling crystal black silk, the repaired left leg became even sexier.

Finally, her right hand closed around the stocking, then gripped the black threaded lace at the top and pulled it down.

The stockings were immediately rolled up to his left knee, and when it came down, it revealed most of his white leg. There's not a trace of excess on that white and tight leg meat, and my bedroom is only five meters away from her. Watching silently, I really want to drill my head into that leg and knead it!

Because standing on one foot was not a good balance, she could not help but shake. This shake, coupled with the fact that she was already drunk, made it even harder to maintain her composure. His left foot flustered as he stood up on the ground. His hands quickly supported himself on his thighs as he lowered his body. Finally, he managed to stabilize his body while swaying.

He did not fall.

However, the sudden drop of his left foot caused the stockings between his legs to tighten. He rolled the stockings up to his left leg and twisted them into a large bundle, pulling at the top of his right leg, which was still neatly dressed at the upper part of his thigh.

With a squeak, the neatly arranged stockings on his right leg could not withstand the large part of his left leg. Immediately, it was torn apart. The sensation of the silk stockings tearing made me think rapidly. I suddenly remembered watching the Japanese and Korean video, when some male protagonists tore at the silk stockings and tore at the flesh.

My lower body changes rapidly, and I can't help but fiercely inflate.

Looking at the jagged white flesh of his right leg that was revealed due to the torn flesh and the numerous tiny threads connecting it with the flesh, he felt an abnormal sense of excitement.

My left hand couldn't help but reach into my pocket. Then, pressing his trouser pocket, he reached down toward the organ facing his navel.

A sense of panic arose in my heart, and I couldn't help but tightly hold on to it so that I could rely on stimulation to vent my desires!

"Aiyo, it really is my back. Looks like I need to change into a new pair of stockings. This one was even changed this morning." The strange woman complained, not being as careful as she had been at first. Instead, she bent down, grabbed the strands of silk that connected her left leg to her right, and pressed them down between her legs.

The stockings were still covering her left leg from the knee down, and the stockings were covering half of her right leg from head to toe, so she quickly rolled down.

Because her actions were crude, the sound of tearing could be heard from time to time. Along the way, her stockings collapsed, revealing more white skin of her beautiful long legs.