Chapter 35 Like a spring cat (microh)

Xu Qiu enjoyed loneliness and was bullied and used to returning it alone. She never thought that she would ask for help from others, nor did she think that someone would help her.

What Xie Yong said about isolation is the norm for her.

She was stunned for a long time when she heard his words, but she couldn't say she was moved, but something suddenly became stuttering in her throat, neither up nor down.It was the first time, and it seemed that a thin hole had been cracked somewhere in the heart.

Xie Yong drove attentively, and did not turn his head to look at her while talking, but it seemed that Yu Guang was paying attention. Xu Qiu, if you are wronged, you must tell me.He said.

If they love each other, Xie Yong can indeed be called a perfect lover with a firm and upright nature.

The early winter wind had a bit of biting chill. Xu Qiu didn't answer the words, his eyes moved out of the car window, and this thought came out of the mind for no reason.

spouse.What kind of girl can become Xie Yong's lover?

She didn't know, but she wouldn't be like this anyway.She was not worthy and did not want to. She had suffered enough of the sufferings of the world. The so-called family affection and friendship had smashed her bones. She would no longer expect love.

The place where Xie Yong lives is as bright and warm as ever.

When Xu Qiu stepped into the living room with soft and comfortable slippers, Xie Yong, who was following behind her and carrying a shopping bag, closed the door. She subconsciously looked back and saw the boxed cover in the transparent bag at the same time. Although only one corner was exposed, it was enough to make the atmosphere around her two more charming.

Xie Yong walked over quickly and held Xu Qi's with his empty hand. She didn't hide and let him hold it tightly, but said in a slight muffled voice: Eat first, I'll feed you when I'm full.

Like a pet who was having a long time of starvation, Xie Yong nodded obediently, whether he was used to it or something.

The supper was made by Xie Yong, and the soup was said to have been stewed for an afternoon.

After dinner, Xu Qiu said he wanted to digest food and sent Xie Yong to take a shower first.The man was wearing only home clothes and was tall and thin, which made Xu Qiu look envious. When someone really left his sight, Xu Qiu became bored again.

So she wandered around the living room and balcony, Xie Yong set up a single sofa table and a small bookcase.

Xu Qiu had sharp eyes and suddenly saw the book on the table that Xie Yong placed on the bedside when he had sex last time.

This time I didn't spread it out, but I just put a delicate bookmark in the second half, and a piece of it was exposed at the end, which was probably one quarter more than last time.

Who killed the robin?

It's me, it's me, I used rumors as scissors to cut off its feathers.

Who killed the robin?

It was me, it was me, I used my lips and tongue as the sharp blade and cut off its wings.

At the moment she opened it casually, these few words suddenly popped up in her mind.I don’t remember where I saw it, but because of this, I think of some bad things, and I feel a little heavier.

Perhaps influenced by the family, Xie Yong's books are all like this, either profound theory or human reflection.She didn't like it very much, so she quickly closed it and put the book back.

After taking a shower, Xu Qiu came out, the bedroom door was closed, and Xie Yong quietly leaned against the head of the bed, and the notebook in his arms slid to his side. He fell asleep at some point.

The bathrobe on Xie Yong's chest was loose and half open, and Xu Qiu could even see the two spots that were looming inside.

She sat over, then reached out her hand, and her soft fingertips cut through the man's jaw across the Adam's apple, touching her hard chest all the way.

The room was very quiet, and Xu Qiu could clearly hear each other's breathing sounds. Although she didn't want to admit it, it did make her feel quite at ease.

She was thinking in a mess, not careful when Xie Yong had woken up. The man opened his eyes and his eyes were shiny.

Xu Qiu's hand was taken over and Xie Yonggang woke up, with a shallow mist in his eyes. He just held Xu Qiu's wrist and put it to his mouth, and turned his head and printed his lips.

Xu Qiu subconsciously shrank, and his wrist could not be pulled away. There was a wet and hot feeling, and there was a faint itch.The itchyness seemed to be spreading into the blood vessels and spreading all the way to the whole body.

Xie Yong is now like a spring cat, a cat with noble blood, glazed eyes, and holding his eyelids to ask for pleasure to her.

Xu Qiu's consciousness became a little confused and she became really excited. She lowered her head and supported her other hand on his side, holding his lips as if she was about to swallow him.

She had to enjoy such a love story, and her lower body was uncontrollably wet very quickly.

Xie Yong was also addicted to Xu Qiu's kiss. Even though Xu Qiu was biting him without any hesitation and asking for vent, he just closed his eyes and patiently sootheed the other person with his lips and tongue.

He held her legs and made her sit on him, and he raised his jaws, like a devout believer, ready to sacrifice himself.

He can give her his love and hate, his body without reservation.

Xu Qiu heard the sound of lips and tongue tangling in his ears, so ambiguous, making a sound.

I don’t know how long it took to kiss, but both of them were out of breath. Xie Yong let go of Xu Qiu, and still closed his eyes and buried them deeply in Xu Qiu’s arms.

Xu Qiu pressed his hand unhonestly towards the bulging area between Xie Yong's legs, and it was so hard that it was so fast.She said half-funny.

Xie Yong was touched like she tickled, and his breathing became heavier and a little lustful in his eyes.

The pajamas on Xu Qiu were prepared by him, and a thin velvet cotton nightgown was added. The most important thing was that it made Xie Yong feel that Xu Qiu was the hostess in the family, and he was inexplicably excited about this.

He crawled into her nightgown with one hand, and squeezed two fingers from the edge of his underwear in a familiar way. The deep center of his smooth legs were thick and obscene hair. Xie Yong carefully avoided it, and then rubbed and stroked his delicate vagina up and down.

It was already wet, and Xie Yong's fingers were very smooth. Xu Qiu gasped for a few seconds and grabbed Xie Yong's arm and the bathrobe on his back with some force.

Xu Qiu was unbearable, and Xie Yong endured the hard work.

After a while, the temperature around the surroundings became hot, and the clothes on the two of them became scattered due to entanglement. Xie Yong kissed Xu Qiu's sensitive shoulders and neck, and his fingers continued to invade and fuck her pussy.

Not only that, Xie Yong's empty hand was already stretched into Xu Qiu's chest at some point. She was not wearing underwear, and a breast ball was firmly held in her hand by Xie Yong.

The water in the flower cave is increasing, and it is simply a disaster.

Xu Qiu couldn't stand it first and cleaned both of them.

The underwear he took off was hung on his ankles, and there was a small wet and sticky mark at the bottom. The red and wet labia were trembling and sucking under Xie Yong's fingertips, making Xie Yong's eyes straight.

No matter how many times it is inserted, it is not enough. Xu Qiu's body, Xie Yong, knows the wonderful taste inside more than she herself.

Xu Qiu grabbed Xie Yong's hair and climaxed. A large stream of translucent vaginal fluid flowed out of the lower acupoint, wrapped around Xie Yong's fingers and was taken out.

She kicked off her panties from her slender ankles, hugged Xie Yong's neck, looked down at his obsessive expression when he was captured by desire, and breathed in a wet and hot lingering, half anger and half resentment:

...Xie Yong, look at your greedy look in the dressing mirror, like a little mad dog.