Chapter 41 Walking

A few days later, Meng Ning's health improved a lot and was restored to her complexion by Song Che's soup.

The two of them went to the supermarket and the library together, went to the park to feed the cats, and climbed the top floor to see the night view. Their life was enjoyable, just like the newly married couple.

Faced with the boy's eye, she relied on having the gold medal of avoiding death. She dressed coolly from time to time, seduced with small movements, and stopped when he was about to get up, only responsible for flirting without extinguishing the fire.

After a period of time, Meng Ning found that Song Che's taste was lighter than expected. Usually, two bowls of rice were accompanied by a little dried fish and vegetables, and the seasonings were not added, and no foods were touched with heavy salt and oil. Occasionally, an apple was used to make extra meals, which cost a few dollars a day, which was very easy to feed.

In addition, he is serious in his work, and not only keeps the home in order, but also helps her answer questions and answer questions. He is simply an all-round butler with good quality and low price.

Don't you like to eat these?She pointed to the fast food advertisements on TV and snacks on the table, looking curious.

Song Che put down the book, picked up the girl from the sofa, buried her hair, and smelled her smell.

I couldn't afford it before, but now I don't want it anymore...

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Meng Ning fell into silence and almost forgot how this person grew up. A hint of pity arose in her heart. She put her back on the boy's waist, poked her abdominal muscles lightly, and whispered: It's okay, these things are not good for the body anyway...

The cat's sweat glands and kidneys are incomplete, and consuming large amounts of salt-containing or spicy and irritating foods is no different from chronic suicide.

Seeing that the little girl was about to speak but stopped, Song Che raised her eyebrows, pulled her face, and asked in a hoarse voice: What did you think of?

He didn't need the girl's sympathy, nor did he want her to think about how miserable she had in the past.

The atmosphere tends to be ambiguous. Meng Ning lowered her eyes to calm the surging tide of love. She looked out the window and saw the setting sun, she broke away from Song Che's hand, walked to the windowsill, and changed the topic: The sun is setting, let's go for a walk.

The boy's eyes were as dark as a light fire. He stared at her for a while before lifting his lips and nodding slowly: OK.

After being seen, Meng Ning lowered his head and walked back to the room quickly.

However, when she stood in front of the wardrobe, she remembered the other person's eyes, her body was inexplicably soft and a little ready to move. Her menstrual period was over, and perhaps she could... take the lead in taking the initiative and take the initiative.

She didn't have sex for several days, and a crazy idea took root from the bottom of her heart. She no longer hesitated and deliberately chose a pair of denim shorts with a small suspender shirt. She took off her nightgown and underwear, took out her breasts and t-backs, and took out her pink vibrator and remote control from the drawer.

In order to stuff the vibrator into the vibrator, Meng Ning opened the small crotch of cotton thread, rubbed the clitoris, inserted the fingertips deep into the slit of the flesh, and clenched it for a few times, and the place quickly secreted the smooth juice.

With the help of wetness, she pushed the round egg into her vagina, pulled out her fingers, and the two petals of flower petals shrank, and after a "click", she returned to its original state, holding the object tightly. She tentatively pressed the switch, and the hole turned inside and it made a sound, which immediately made the tender flesh swell and creeped, and the whole lower abdomen was sore and soft, as if someone was penetrated deep into the hole with his tongue, constantly licking and sucking.

Ah... The pleasure emerged layered, Meng Ning trembled, his legs were pinched on the bed, grabbed his breasts with both hands, and kept kneading them.

Hearing the movement inside the house, Song Che pushed the door open and came a erotic scene. The girl was lying in the corner, shrinking into a ball. Her eyes were covered with tears, her legs twisted gently, her mouth opened and closed, and she kept moaning, as if she was enduring something painful. Her vest was hung around her waist, and her round and plump breasts popped out of the collar, shaking and trembling, and she was grabbed by her hands and rubbed until it was deformed.

He narrowed his eyes, his face was cold, he quickly adjusted his breath, and asked word by word: What's going on?

Why did you come in when you wait for me outside?Turning off the remote control switch, Meng Ning said coquettishly.

That being said, she slowly put down her breasts, twisted her waist and got up, without any concealment, her long hair was soft and loose, falling between her breasts, white and tender, black and shiny, swaying slightly, very attractive.

She fell to the ground barefoot, walked to the fitting mirror, pulled two pieces of paper, wiped her slightly wet lower body, raised her butt and put on denim shorts, stuffed her breasts into her vest, and turned around and smiled softly: I'm ready, let's go.

As soon as she took two steps, her wrist was grabbed. Meng Ning's eyes shook, imprisoned between the boy's arms and the wall. She calmed down, raised her eyes and looked at Song Che, tiptoed, handed the remote control into his hand, wrapped it around her neck, straightened her breasts and rubbed it with it, and exhaled gently: Take me out for fun, okay?

Song Che glanced at the remote control, his eyes dark and his breath was burning. He pondered for two seconds and asked in a hoarse voice: Is your period over?

Well, it was clean yesterday.Meng Ning nodded, grinned, let go of the boy's shoulder, tucked his fingers, and walked out with him.

The bright moon and breeze are bright, the night lights are flashing, and the shadows of trees in the park are swaying, moving with the evening breeze, leisurely and quiet, forming a sharp contrast with the bright and noisy streets next to each other, like an abandoned island.

A young couple leaned over the park trail. The picture was harmonious. What was puzzling was that the petite girl among them stopped from time to time, held her boyfriend's arm, raised her head to protest something. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her steps were floating, and her little face showed an unnatural flush.

The vibrator stuffed into the body moved more and more violently, constantly stirring the vagina, stimulating the sensitive wall flesh. Meng Ning's breathing was disordered and his whole body was trembling. He almost couldn't stand steadily several times and fell to the ground.

Well, Ah~Song Che, stop, don't, don't open such a big gear... The girl's eyes were tearful, she clamped her legs, afraid that the clue would be seen by pedestrians in the distance, so she pinched Song Che's arm, straightened her body, and begged for mercy with a soft voice.

Sorry, it's too dark here, I can't see the remote control panel... The boy curled his lips and spoke in a deep voice. His green eyes shone with a faint light. He hugged the girl's thin waist so that she would not fall to the ground. He pressed the knob with his fingertips and pushed it to the big gear.

Too dark to see?This is simply nonsense!Meng Ning looked at him with tears in his eyes, but found that the small objects in his acupoint were trembling even more violently.

Well~~AhAh~~~It's too heavy... The layered pleasure invaded, like an electric current spreading from the lower abdomen to the whole body, itchy, soft and numb, and deeply eroded bones. Meng Ning seemed to have his bones removed from his body, and screamed, and his whole body hung on Song Che. The painted pottery pot that was originally held in his hand fell to the ground and rolled into the haystack.

Her lower body was so wet that her reason was approaching the brink of collapse. She bit her boyfriend's arm retaliatedly and hit him twice. She felt the vibration in her vagina lighter, so she barely came back to her senses and ordered: Take me... take me to the bathroom over there... Also, pick up the jar... jar.