He looked at her for a few seconds, straightened her messy hair and ordered her: "Mu Jinjin, go and pick up the quilt at the foot of the bed." ” "Oh."
Mu Jinjin nodded extremely reluctantly, and then moved his body and crawled in the direction of the foot of the bed.
She complained inwardly as she crawled.
Did he think she was his servant?
I know what to do with her all day long.
After more than ten seconds, Mu Jinjin climbed back to him with the quilt and stopped to sit, held the quilt with both hands and handed it to him with a bitter face and said, "This is the quilt you want."
"Very well-behaved."
He didn't take the quilt, and the desk hand patted her head and praised her.
"Don't shoot me."
Mu Jinjin didn't like him to slap himself like a pet, and shook his head with an aggrieved expression and wanted to shake off his hand.
He put down his hand, took the quilt she was dragging with both hands expressionlessly, grabbed the quilt on both sides of the quilt and shook it open, and slowly folded the quilt into a large square, which was spread out next to Mu Jinjin.
He stood up and said to Mu Jinjin, who was still shaking his head stupidly, "Mu Jinjin, sit on the quilt." ” "Ahh Mu Jinjin stopped shaking his head when he heard his voice, looked up at him who was looking at him condescendingly, and blinked.
"Oh."
She nodded obediently after reacting, then moved to sit on the square quilt, and moved her feet to find a comfortable sitting position.
She originally wanted to sit cross-legged, but thought to herself that she was not wearing any clothes now, and if she sat cross-legged, wouldn't he be seen by him.
No, no, no.
Mu Jinjin hurriedly changed his mind and changed his intention to sit cross-legged to a Japanese-style kneeling position.
After she sat down on her knees in the Japanese style, she placed her small hands under her stomach to cover some of the skin that made her ashamed.
But in hindsight, she realized that she was simply overpowering to do so.
Although she protected her lower at the moment, but the upper part could be described as a miserable loss, he reached out and grabbed one side of her body, and then tortured mercilessly and gently.
Mu Jinjin looked down at the clutches that fell on his chest, and he felt so ashamed that he wanted to die.
She blushed and lifted her small hands on his arms and pushed them, trying to take away his big hands.
"Don't touch here, don't touch it, okay," she looked up at him as she pushed his arm, begging for mercy.
"Then suck here" "Don't" Mu Jinjin wrinkled his face and shook his head constantly, and at this moment he wanted to cry without tears in his heart.
Why can't he be serious with him?
He always did what he said, and the next second he fulfilled what he had just said, he withdrew his hand and sat on the edge of the bed, put one hand around her waist and let her close to him, and lowered his head and kissed her on the chest.
"Amount" The hot kiss made her tremble, and she looked up at the ceiling and instinctively mumbled, a pair of small hands grabbing his hair loose and tight.
He kissed her for more than five or six minutes, then stopped, looked up at her puffy face, grabbed the back of her head, leaned over her head and kissed her small lips.
"Hmm."
Mu Jinjin hadn't reacted from the process just now, and now he was kissed again, so the whole person was in a state of chaos at the moment, not only did he not resist, but he also took the initiative to raise his hand and hold his neck, and responded to his kiss in a daze and without skill, as if the two were still in love at the moment. oshow7 t1706231537: