Chapter 265

I set the time until last night, and then Xiaoying opened her father's door and started looking...

Before this, my father seemed a little restless after I returned home. He seemed very nervous when he stayed in the room, and even felt a little scared. His eyes were aiming at the door from time to time. Even when the door was ringing due to the air pressure in the room, his father would look at the door with a hint of expectation and fear in his eyes.

Maybe every time the door moves, he thinks that someone will come in, but he doesn't know if it's Xiaoying or me who comes in. If it's Xiaoying, he is excited and expectant. If it's me, he will be nervous and afraid.

When the door was really moving, my father quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep, but he breathed rapidly and unsteadily, and the door opened carefully. Xiaoying's figure slowly penetrated into his father's room. Why did it mean to be penetrated? Because when Xiaoying opened his father's door, the door only opened a very small gap. Perhaps the gap was too large and it would cause too loud noise. After opening the door, Xiaoying leaned into his father's room, but before turning into the room, Xiaoying's eyes finally glanced at the direction where our bedrooms were.

In the past, when Xiaoying entered her father's room, she would hold a shy expression and be afraid to face the father in the room. This time, Xiaoying was afraid to face me who was sleeping next door with a nervous expression. Instead, she ignored the father in the room. Is this a happy or sad thing?

After Xiaoying entered her father's room, she slowly closed the door. After closing the door, Xiaoying put her hand on the door handle and did not let go. After hearing whether there were any other sounds outside the room door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After Xiaoying stood at the door to calm down for a while, she remembered the environment she was in. She turned to look at her father's bed, with a hint of expectation on her face, but her father's eyes were met.

It turned out that when Xiaoying just entered the room, her father was still pretending to be asleep, but when Xiaoying was calming herself, her father looked at the door with a hint of relief and enthusiasm in his eyes.

When Xiaoying entered the house just now, her father, who was pretending to be asleep, twitched his nose a few times, and then his father opened his eyes and turned to look at the door.

The actions just now can be judged that my father judged that Xiaoying was not me who entered the room by his breath. Because he had contacted Xiaoying countless times, he had already become familiar with the smell on Xiaoying. Is this considered to be aware of women by smelling fragrance?

Although the room was dark, the father and Xiaoying could see the reflections in each other's eyes. Their eyes were intertwined in the night. After Xiaoying glanced at her father, she lowered her head to avoid her father's eyes, while the father looked at Xiaoying with a look of hope.

Time passed by minute by minute. Xiaoying lowered her head and thought for no reason. Finally, she slowly walked to her father's bed, and finally turned around and sat on her father's bed. There was plenty of spacious space beside her bed, so Xiaoying sat on it steadily with her back to her father.

Xiaoying sat on the bed, biting her lower lip and seemed very entangled. Although her eyes were full of lust, she kept looking at the door of the room, with entangled eyes.

The bedside is very close to the door. Xiaoying raised her hand several times and wanted to touch the door lock, but her hand retracted when she had not reached the door lock. Xiaoying did not lock the door when she entered the door, and the few moves just now were to lock the door.

On this dark and quiet night, Xiaoying locked the door just to beware of someone, that is, his authentic husband, me. Maybe she is afraid that when she has sex with her father, I will suddenly open the door and come in.

But after Xiaoying tried several times, she did not lock the door because no matter whether the door was locked or not, what would she think of Xiaoying and her father if I found out that the door was locked?

This is an act that hurts my self-esteem, but Xiaoying is not relieved not to lock the door.

Yīng...

Just as Xiaoying was sitting on her father's bed facing the door, her father suddenly turned around and hugged Xiaoying's slender waist, hugged Xiaoying on the bed. Xiaoying was caught off guard and let out a gentle moan, and then lay on her father's broad waist.

Lying on my father's waist, Xiaoying didn't move, while her father pressed her face against Xiaoying's slender waist, greedily sniffing the fragrance of Xiaoying's body, and stroked Xiaoying's slender waist through her nightgown.

Xiaoying made no sound as her father touched her. She bit her lower lip and had a tangle on her face. Her eyes kept paying attention to the door. She seemed to pay attention to the door. Her face was nervous and fearful.

Stop for a moment...

When his father's hands slowly moved upwards with Xiaoying's slender waist and touched the edge of Xiaoying's breasts, Xiaoying finally said a word in a low voice, and grabbed his father's hand that was constantly making trouble with one hand.

What's wrong?

My father also lost interest at this time. Perhaps Xiaoying's words returned to reality from fantasy, and part of the lust in his eyes disappeared. However, compared with Xiaoying, my father was not as rational as Xiaoying.

Didn't Jincheng sleep?

My father didn't wait for Xiaoying's answer, but Xiaoying just kept silent. My father rarely remembered his current situation at this time, and thought of what Xiaoying cares about now, and couldn't help but ask gently.

I don't know... Maybe I've slept, maybe I haven't...

Xiaoying didn't look back and said softly. The conversation between the two did not use the sound tape to make a sound, it was completely a breath sound from the air change. This kind of communication was like the ventral pronunciation or lips on TV, and it was extremely secretive. No wonder I didn't hear a trace of sound last night

Oh, then wait...

My father was in the brain at this time, thinking about loving Xiaoying, and he didn't notice Xiaoying's current state at all

As my father said this, the room fell into silence again, but Xiaoying pressed her father's waist behind her back. After a while, her back felt sore. Xiaoying didn't want to say anything, but she couldn't stand it and moved her back gently. My father quietly waited for me next door to fall asleep, so she hugged Xiaoying and didn't move.

I noticed Xiaoying's abnormal movement, and my father moved his body gentlemanly, making the spare position beside the bed wider

Xiaoying, who had been tired for a long time, turned her body and slowly lay on the edge of her father's bed.

Although she was lying beside her father, Xiaoying still turned her back to her father. It was not that she didn't want to face her father, but that she was thinking about facing the door at all times, and the tension in her eyes had not disappeared.

My father was lying on the bed on his back at the beginning, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. His arms were always gently pressed on Xiaoying's back, and he moved his arms from time to time and touched Xiaoying's body.

At this time, my father was trying his best to endure it, and occasionally turned to look at the door, as if he was silently chanting time in his heart, hoping that time would pass as soon as possible

After waiting for a while, my father finally became impatient. He pretended to turn over unintentionally and put his hand on Xiaoying's slender waist. At this time, Xiaoying was waiting attentively. When her father put his hand on her waist, her body stiffened, and at the same time, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes. This trace of desire finally appeared.

The two of them started to breathe slowly, but no one moved again, as if they were waiting for each other to take the initiative.

The first thing that could not bear was his father. His hands began to fall restlessly on Xiaoying's body, and began to gently caress Xiaoying's body through his pajamas. At first, it was still gentle, but finally it gradually became rough. As the father's caressing strength and scale continued to expand, Xiaoying's face turned redder and his breathing became more and more rapid. The two seemed to slowly begin to enter the state. The father's hand came to the bottom of Xiaoying's nightgown, and finally lifted up Xiaoying's nightgown. Xiaoying's white thighs slowly revealed, flashing with fluorescent light in the night, straight and slender

Finally, my father lifted Xiaoying's nightgown to his waist, and Xiaoying's hips and round buttocks were revealed. The full outline of the entire buttocks and hips could be seen in the night.

My father's hands slowly stroked Xiaoying's thighs and buttocks back and forth. Xiaoying obediently endured her father's caress. This time, the father's caress was no barrier to the nightgown, and he stroked Xiaoying's skin at a distance. After stroking for a while, his father finally started the next step and began to hook the corners of Xiaoying's underwear with his hand, and at the same time, the other hand slowly hooked the corners of his pajamas and underwear...