"Mu Jinjin, that's called fun, not beating you." “” Mu Jinjin looked at him aggrieved and puffed up his face.
He's really good at quibbling.
Spanking her is also called sex The devil wants that kind of fun "Since you said it's fun, then okay, you let me hit you a few times."
Mu Jinjin watched him argue unadmittedly.
"If you really want to hit me a few times, it's not impossible if you want."
He asked her. “” Mu Jinjin blushed when he heard this, and watched him open his small mouth and finally closed it without the courage.
She spanked him Oh, my God.
She felt ashamed to think about those images, let alone let her do them She's so shy that she can do something like that After a few seconds, he looked at her and added, "But there must be a precondition for Syl, for example, if you slap me, I will stab you."
That's what can be called Erotic Syr. ” “” Mu Jinjin almost didn't spurt blood after listening to it, and his face was so red that he wanted to find a hole to get into. what What did he say Every time she slapped him, she had to be slapped by him he He's simply perverted "Do you dare to play," he asked Mu Jin, who was blushing like an apple.
"No, don't play" Mu Jinjin shook his head desperately and refused.
She didn't want to play that shameful game with him "If you don't play, come back."
He reached out to her again.
Mu Jinjin looked at his hand and hesitated, not knowing whether he wanted to go back to him.
"If you don't come back, you don't want to know why I want to continue targeting your hotel, and there is a way for me not to target your hotel?"
He looked at her and asked. “” His words made Mu Jinjin hesitate, and raised his small hand on the bed to hold his slender fingers.
His fingertips were hot and warm, and they shook uncontrollably as she touched his.
It was a feeling of shyness.
In fact, she didn't want to go back to him.
She wished she would never see him, a perverted man, for the rest of her life.
But he always found a way to threaten her and get her to come back to him.
Like now.
He squeezed her small hand in the strong palm of his hand, dragging her in his direction with one hand.
He dragged her to his belly, looked down at her head buried in his belly, raised his hand and touched her little head.
"Hmm."
Mu Jinjin didn't like to be touched by him, and shook his head to shake off his annoying hand.
He didn't understand why he always liked to touch himself like a kitten She's not a kitten.
It's inexplicable.
She couldn't shake it off many times, and finally gave up altogether.
She stopped shaking her head, buried half of her face in the position of his abdominal muscles, and asked sullenly, "I'm back, so can you tell me now why you continue to target my hotel?"
"Because you're not good, Syr."
"Why am I not well-behaved" Mu Jinjin raised his head to meet his gaze, and retorted his words aggrievedly, "Yesterday you asked me to check for you that I have already given, and you also checked out that I really took a bath and didn't lie to you, didn't you?"
"That's right."
"If you're right, why do you continue targeting my hotel?"
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