Mu Jinjin's heart was full of resentment towards him.
But she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so she only asked sullenly.
"So what do you mean now that you're willing to help me as long as I massage you again until you're satisfied?"
"I don't want a massage right now."
"So what do you want?"
"I don't know, Syl.
You can try to please me, though. ” "What" Mu Jin is a little flustered.
Try to please him What does he mean by that "Don't you understand, I mean to please me with your way, and if I'm happy, I'm willing to help you." “” Mu Jinjin blushed.
He said it so bluntly that it was difficult for her to understand it.
Isn't his so-called pleasing is pleasing in bed?
Mu Jinjin let go of the hands that hugged him and covered his face, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to die.
After all, every time he did that kind of thing, he took the initiative, and she only lay on the bed with her eyes closed.
Now let her take the initiative to please him.
That's not too much of a shame, okay.
"If you don't want to stay here and daydream, I still have beforehand" "Hey, don't go, I want to, I can" Mu Jinjin saw that he was about to go out of the door, so he hurriedly walked in front of him and opened his big hand to intercept him, not allowing him to go to the door.
"Let's start."
He stopped, stood there and said expressionlessly.
"Oh."
Mu Jin nodded shyly, and then took a few steps in his direction.
She walked to a stop where he was close and looked up at his expressionless face, her heart pounding.
She pursed her pink lips and looked at him for about a minute before she raised her small hands and grabbed his right wrist as if she had mustered up courage.
Then, she took his hand and walked backwards in the direction of the bed.
She looked at his face as she led him backwards, and her already red face was getting redder and redder.
God knows why.
She dragged him to the bed, let go of her hand, and looked down at her white dress.
She hesitated and blushed a little, and it took a long time to reach out to untie her skirt.
She dropped her skirt to the ground and looked up at him and reached out to grab his wrist.
"I'm off."
She reported to him in a voice that couldn't have been smaller.
"Is that how you please me, Miss Lister."
He looked at her bare body and hooked his lips sarcastically, as if he had seen some childish joke.
"Isn't that what you want?"
Mu Jinjin looked at him a little confused, and at the same time felt very embarrassed and nervous.
Did she misunderstand what he meant?
Is it not this or something else that he is talking about?
If that's the case, then she's really embarrassed to go home "What I want is for you to serve me, not for me to serve you, I don't understand" Fortunately, his answer, although lewd, dispelled her worries.
She was afraid that she would misunderstand him.
But Mu Jinjin still couldn't be happy.
Because he wanted her to serve him.
But serving him was so ashamed of those actions, how could she do it.
She also thought that as long as she slept with him, he would agree to help her.
Who knew that he, a pervert, would make such a perverted request for her to serve him oshow7 t1706231537: