Cheng Xiaoyu's white little hands twisted tightly on the dark blue sheet. Her face was flushed and gasped slightly. The bright silver diamonds like water dripping swayed charmingly on her white chest as Yan Yu hit her slender and white fluff under her lower abdomen trembled slightly. The delicate vibrator hidden under the soft cloth was like the most hardworking little bee, buzzing tirelessly. Cheng Xiaoyu's mind was hooked there at this time, and the little feet on Yan Yu's shoulders were unbearable.
The snow-white soft cloth gradually became wet, and the traces of black hair were faintly revealed, all of which were wet with the bright red mouth below, which was constantly drooling outward.
Yan Yu kneaded the pair of white breasts heavily, the cherry red nipples and the water-drop-like diamonds were shaking between his fingers. He hit her hard, warm, wet, tight and passionate. Hundreds of small mouths allowed him to suck him and prevent him from leaving, forcing his blood to condense little by little in the lower abdomen, hoping to rush out of the prison and go to heaven with her.
Under the double stimulation of the clitoris and pussy, Cheng Xiaoyu's orgasm came quickly. She felt that her fingers twisted on the sheet were almost broken. She was like a butterfly that broke out from the cocoon. She was trapped by layers of nets but couldn't stretch it, but she tried to break through the bond with her weak wings. Finally, as Yan Yu pushed her hard and penetrated the barrier, the sweet air poured in, and she spread her trembling wings in the air!
Xiáng, what kind of happiness is that? The happiness of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly is unimaginable at all.
Cheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes and collapsed on the bed, enjoying the ultimate joy of his body. Yan Yu was still hitting her constantly, so powerful and firm, as if he would never disappear even at the end of the world.
She is as soft as he is, and her package is as tight as his thrust is. She sucks him and squeezes him with a soft and delicate corridor. They are a pair made of heaven, and only each other can bring the most ultimate joy to each other.
Yan Yu leaned down and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's closed eyes. Little ostrich, okay?
Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes opened slightly, and he said softly
How about it? Yan Yu's cock pressed against her heart and rubbed her heart intimately, urging her heavily
Cheng Xiaoyu hugged Yan Yu's neck and exhaled like an orchid, it was like a word, the fallen flowers and flowing water were gone, and the sky and earth were
Yan Yu just likes Cheng Xiaoyu's tone. Among the women he has seen, Cheng Xiaoyu is not the most beautiful or the most melodious, but she has the most unique exquisiteness. He is so exquisite that he refuses to let go of it when he holds it in his hand, and even wants to collect it.
Yan Yu was still not happy and refused to let him vent his anger. He turned Cheng Xiaoyu over and let her kneel on the bed, and pushed him in from behind.
At this angle, he could see her snow-white cat ears shaking gently with her little head. Her long hair, like ink, spread on her white and smooth shoulders. Her waist was as thin as if he would break it with force. The curve below her waist arched in an extremely beautiful curve to form two round and pink buttocks. The tiny water-red chrysanthemums were trembling slightly, biting the fluffy tail in front of him, and there was a narrow secret realm like a thin slit. Now his huge penis was inserted there, the narrow red and tender slit expanded in embarrassment and swallowed, flowing with transparent juice, squeaking by him.
Yan Yu's big palm raked the two peach-like buttocks, and her pitiful little buttocks were red and swollen. He rushed straight to the seductive flower heart, his firm belly and her seductive little buttocks were rubbed closely together. The slightly cool scrotum squeezed intimately on her two labia majora, and pressed against the flower heart with force, turning the hot cock almost 360 degrees.
Cheng Xiaoyu felt that all three souls and seven spirits were dispersed by Yan Yu. His arms were trembling so slightly that he could hardly support his body. He could only bit his lips and beg softly, "Good brother, stop disturbing..." I can't stand it."
Yan Yu said while clattering, "If you learn how to meow, I'll be gentler."
Cheng Xiaoyu pouted, you bullied me
Do you scream? Yan Yu is the best at this time. His hard glans poked against the soft flower heart, and he was so powerful that he wanted to poke it there.
Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't hold on anymore, and his arms fell on the bed as soon as he weakened. Yan Yu didn't let her go. He grabbed the pink remote control on the bed and pressed it. The frequency of the clip clips clamped on her little red bean instantly increased, and the buzzing sounded even more violently.
Cheng Xiaoyu's face was buried in the bed sheet and she meowed twice with grievance. The voice was filled with the delicate and tremolo unique to a girl. Yan Yu heard it very much, pinching her slender waist and fucking her even more excitedly. Kitten, is it so good to be fucked by a man? Say it! Look at how sexy your little tail is!
Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow! Cheng Xiaoyu was shy and annoyed, scratching the bed sheet with his two little hands and screaming, but only in return Yan Yu's happy laughter
The night is getting deeper, and everything is silent. There are only two snowmen in the vast white world, snuggling together like a world of independent people. If the snowmen also feel it, they must be in love now.
Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu live a comfortable life as sweet as oil. You and I are better than newlyweds
Because his sexual life is very harmonious, Yan Yu is in good spirits every day. He is a heroic and heroic plan in the company. He is like a feather fan and a scarpment. The masts and oars are gone as they are chatting and laughing. When he comes home, he can also be aware of the knowledge and tactfulness and low-key, which makes Queen Xiaoyu feel happy every day.
Cheng Xiaoyu is not a stern heart, so he is naturally grateful for Yan Yu's benefits.
Unfortunately, she had already promised her body and couldn't repay her. In the end, she could only announce that she would weave a pair of gloves for Yan Yu so that Yan Yu could feel the warmth in the cold winter, which was her Cheng Xiaoyu's wish.
Yan Yu smiled and said, "You can knit gloves?" He didn't underestimate her. This girl occasionally mopped the mop and mopped the floor like a cat washing her face. No matter how she looked, she didn't look like a person who could do needlework.
Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You can see people in the crack of the door. The gloves I knitted are better than those sold in the mall." When Cheng Xiaoyu was in college, he also learned knitting for love. He knitted scarves with the sisters in the dormitory and knitted them into a scarf that he didn't look very good. But he happily walked around his neck a few circles and wore them all winter.
Cheng Xiaoyu really found out that although the gloves are small, they are much more difficult to knit than scarfs. The minute needles knitted to the fingers are so troublesome. It is not like scarfs that can be flat to the bottom.
But first, she had already praised Haikou and agreed to change it to a scarf after knitting gloves; second, Cheng Xiaoyu had knitted a scarf for him before, and she subconsciously didn't want to repeat the past before she and Yan Yu.
Alas, it would be great if my mother was here now, she would definitely teach her how to knit gloves step by step
Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling sad when she thought of this. After she came to Rongcheng, she forced herself to try not to think about her family. When she thought about it, she felt wronged.
Fortunately, Yan Yu was there, otherwise she would not know how to live her life.
Fortunately, it is the Internet era. Although she does not have a mother, she has Du Ni and Brother Gu. Baidu knows, Baidu knows everything.
Cheng Xiaoyu entered in the search box how to knit gloves, but he searched for a full page of answers, but it was either advertising or something. Two stitches were on and two stitches. Cheng Xiaoyu closed the web page in a depressed manner, thinking that Baidu knew nothing. Then he started to mingle in major knitting forums, starting from theory and learning from basics, and finally remembered the key points of knitting a pair of perfect gloves in mind. Then he bought needles and thread and started to practice.
Every day when Yan Yu was watching movies, Cheng Xiaoyu was knitting gloves, Yan Yu was knitting gloves, Yan Yu was knitting gloves, and Yan Yu was still knitting gloves.
Yan Yu was a little confused. He asked, "Gloves are so small, why can't you finish knitting for so long?"
Cheng Xiaoyu said, what do you know? Slow work is done to do fine work. She has already knitted it, but the knitted fingers are either long or short. She put her hands in the place where the palms and fingers meet, so it feels uncomfortable, let alone Yan Yu's hand as big as Yan Yu.
No way, I can only dismantle and rewoven
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his head and knitted two stitches, then threw it down the work in his hand and said, "I should measure how long each finger is." She found a soft ruler from the drawer, grabbed Yan Yu's hand and measured it.
It was around 7 o'clock at that time. Yan Yu was sitting on the sofa watching the news. Cheng Xiaoyu knelt beside him and looked down with a tape measure seriously.
Recently, she learned a few new ways to braid her hair from the Internet. Today, she braided her hair in a stream of detail and tied it on top of her head, which looked like a woman in the Republic of China period. Her bangs were soft and hung between her eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of charm. Her green cardigan, white embroidered shirt, goose yellow floral long skirt and snow-white cotton socks all exuded the gentleness of a little woman. She wore a pair of fine silver pendant pearl earrings, gently swung her white cheeks, looking very cute.
But the silver chain is not silver, and the pearls are just ordinary plastic beads. This girl loves to buy those gadgets worth more than ten yuan online and wear them in different ways every day. Yan Yu gave her a pair of platinum-inlaid brick earrings, but she refused to wear them. She said that it was so expensive and she felt sorry for her.
Yan Yu thought to himself that he would pick a pair of good pearl earrings for her when he had time. Her skin was white and greasy, and her facial features were just the one who looked like a pearl. She always wore these fake things.
Cheng Xiaoyu recorded on his laptop while measuring, "My finger is 62 cm and his index finger is 83 cm..."
Yan Yu laughed, I have never seen anyone knitting gloves and still need to measure people's fingers
Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at him and kept his nose shut. Let me say, I won't knit you anymore
Yan Yu saw her smiling and cute, and rubbed her hair with a doting heart. Okay, I don’t say that I have never worn such a custom-made noble thing. Little ostrich, just work hard and weave slowly, I won’t urge you anymore.
The snow-white soft cloth gradually became wet, and the traces of black hair were faintly revealed, all of which were wet with the bright red mouth below, which was constantly drooling outward.
Yan Yu kneaded the pair of white breasts heavily, the cherry red nipples and the water-drop-like diamonds were shaking between his fingers. He hit her hard, warm, wet, tight and passionate. Hundreds of small mouths allowed him to suck him and prevent him from leaving, forcing his blood to condense little by little in the lower abdomen, hoping to rush out of the prison and go to heaven with her.
Under the double stimulation of the clitoris and pussy, Cheng Xiaoyu's orgasm came quickly. She felt that her fingers twisted on the sheet were almost broken. She was like a butterfly that broke out from the cocoon. She was trapped by layers of nets but couldn't stretch it, but she tried to break through the bond with her weak wings. Finally, as Yan Yu pushed her hard and penetrated the barrier, the sweet air poured in, and she spread her trembling wings in the air!
Xiáng, what kind of happiness is that? The happiness of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly is unimaginable at all.
Cheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes and collapsed on the bed, enjoying the ultimate joy of his body. Yan Yu was still hitting her constantly, so powerful and firm, as if he would never disappear even at the end of the world.
She is as soft as he is, and her package is as tight as his thrust is. She sucks him and squeezes him with a soft and delicate corridor. They are a pair made of heaven, and only each other can bring the most ultimate joy to each other.
Yan Yu leaned down and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's closed eyes. Little ostrich, okay?
Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes opened slightly, and he said softly
How about it? Yan Yu's cock pressed against her heart and rubbed her heart intimately, urging her heavily
Cheng Xiaoyu hugged Yan Yu's neck and exhaled like an orchid, it was like a word, the fallen flowers and flowing water were gone, and the sky and earth were
Yan Yu just likes Cheng Xiaoyu's tone. Among the women he has seen, Cheng Xiaoyu is not the most beautiful or the most melodious, but she has the most unique exquisiteness. He is so exquisite that he refuses to let go of it when he holds it in his hand, and even wants to collect it.
Yan Yu was still not happy and refused to let him vent his anger. He turned Cheng Xiaoyu over and let her kneel on the bed, and pushed him in from behind.
At this angle, he could see her snow-white cat ears shaking gently with her little head. Her long hair, like ink, spread on her white and smooth shoulders. Her waist was as thin as if he would break it with force. The curve below her waist arched in an extremely beautiful curve to form two round and pink buttocks. The tiny water-red chrysanthemums were trembling slightly, biting the fluffy tail in front of him, and there was a narrow secret realm like a thin slit. Now his huge penis was inserted there, the narrow red and tender slit expanded in embarrassment and swallowed, flowing with transparent juice, squeaking by him.
Yan Yu's big palm raked the two peach-like buttocks, and her pitiful little buttocks were red and swollen. He rushed straight to the seductive flower heart, his firm belly and her seductive little buttocks were rubbed closely together. The slightly cool scrotum squeezed intimately on her two labia majora, and pressed against the flower heart with force, turning the hot cock almost 360 degrees.
Cheng Xiaoyu felt that all three souls and seven spirits were dispersed by Yan Yu. His arms were trembling so slightly that he could hardly support his body. He could only bit his lips and beg softly, "Good brother, stop disturbing..." I can't stand it."
Yan Yu said while clattering, "If you learn how to meow, I'll be gentler."
Cheng Xiaoyu pouted, you bullied me
Do you scream? Yan Yu is the best at this time. His hard glans poked against the soft flower heart, and he was so powerful that he wanted to poke it there.
Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't hold on anymore, and his arms fell on the bed as soon as he weakened. Yan Yu didn't let her go. He grabbed the pink remote control on the bed and pressed it. The frequency of the clip clips clamped on her little red bean instantly increased, and the buzzing sounded even more violently.
Cheng Xiaoyu's face was buried in the bed sheet and she meowed twice with grievance. The voice was filled with the delicate and tremolo unique to a girl. Yan Yu heard it very much, pinching her slender waist and fucking her even more excitedly. Kitten, is it so good to be fucked by a man? Say it! Look at how sexy your little tail is!
Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow! Cheng Xiaoyu was shy and annoyed, scratching the bed sheet with his two little hands and screaming, but only in return Yan Yu's happy laughter
The night is getting deeper, and everything is silent. There are only two snowmen in the vast white world, snuggling together like a world of independent people. If the snowmen also feel it, they must be in love now.
Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu live a comfortable life as sweet as oil. You and I are better than newlyweds
Because his sexual life is very harmonious, Yan Yu is in good spirits every day. He is a heroic and heroic plan in the company. He is like a feather fan and a scarpment. The masts and oars are gone as they are chatting and laughing. When he comes home, he can also be aware of the knowledge and tactfulness and low-key, which makes Queen Xiaoyu feel happy every day.
Cheng Xiaoyu is not a stern heart, so he is naturally grateful for Yan Yu's benefits.
Unfortunately, she had already promised her body and couldn't repay her. In the end, she could only announce that she would weave a pair of gloves for Yan Yu so that Yan Yu could feel the warmth in the cold winter, which was her Cheng Xiaoyu's wish.
Yan Yu smiled and said, "You can knit gloves?" He didn't underestimate her. This girl occasionally mopped the mop and mopped the floor like a cat washing her face. No matter how she looked, she didn't look like a person who could do needlework.
Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You can see people in the crack of the door. The gloves I knitted are better than those sold in the mall." When Cheng Xiaoyu was in college, he also learned knitting for love. He knitted scarves with the sisters in the dormitory and knitted them into a scarf that he didn't look very good. But he happily walked around his neck a few circles and wore them all winter.
Cheng Xiaoyu really found out that although the gloves are small, they are much more difficult to knit than scarfs. The minute needles knitted to the fingers are so troublesome. It is not like scarfs that can be flat to the bottom.
But first, she had already praised Haikou and agreed to change it to a scarf after knitting gloves; second, Cheng Xiaoyu had knitted a scarf for him before, and she subconsciously didn't want to repeat the past before she and Yan Yu.
Alas, it would be great if my mother was here now, she would definitely teach her how to knit gloves step by step
Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling sad when she thought of this. After she came to Rongcheng, she forced herself to try not to think about her family. When she thought about it, she felt wronged.
Fortunately, Yan Yu was there, otherwise she would not know how to live her life.
Fortunately, it is the Internet era. Although she does not have a mother, she has Du Ni and Brother Gu. Baidu knows, Baidu knows everything.
Cheng Xiaoyu entered in the search box how to knit gloves, but he searched for a full page of answers, but it was either advertising or something. Two stitches were on and two stitches. Cheng Xiaoyu closed the web page in a depressed manner, thinking that Baidu knew nothing. Then he started to mingle in major knitting forums, starting from theory and learning from basics, and finally remembered the key points of knitting a pair of perfect gloves in mind. Then he bought needles and thread and started to practice.
Every day when Yan Yu was watching movies, Cheng Xiaoyu was knitting gloves, Yan Yu was knitting gloves, Yan Yu was knitting gloves, and Yan Yu was still knitting gloves.
Yan Yu was a little confused. He asked, "Gloves are so small, why can't you finish knitting for so long?"
Cheng Xiaoyu said, what do you know? Slow work is done to do fine work. She has already knitted it, but the knitted fingers are either long or short. She put her hands in the place where the palms and fingers meet, so it feels uncomfortable, let alone Yan Yu's hand as big as Yan Yu.
No way, I can only dismantle and rewoven
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his head and knitted two stitches, then threw it down the work in his hand and said, "I should measure how long each finger is." She found a soft ruler from the drawer, grabbed Yan Yu's hand and measured it.
It was around 7 o'clock at that time. Yan Yu was sitting on the sofa watching the news. Cheng Xiaoyu knelt beside him and looked down with a tape measure seriously.
Recently, she learned a few new ways to braid her hair from the Internet. Today, she braided her hair in a stream of detail and tied it on top of her head, which looked like a woman in the Republic of China period. Her bangs were soft and hung between her eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of charm. Her green cardigan, white embroidered shirt, goose yellow floral long skirt and snow-white cotton socks all exuded the gentleness of a little woman. She wore a pair of fine silver pendant pearl earrings, gently swung her white cheeks, looking very cute.
But the silver chain is not silver, and the pearls are just ordinary plastic beads. This girl loves to buy those gadgets worth more than ten yuan online and wear them in different ways every day. Yan Yu gave her a pair of platinum-inlaid brick earrings, but she refused to wear them. She said that it was so expensive and she felt sorry for her.
Yan Yu thought to himself that he would pick a pair of good pearl earrings for her when he had time. Her skin was white and greasy, and her facial features were just the one who looked like a pearl. She always wore these fake things.
Cheng Xiaoyu recorded on his laptop while measuring, "My finger is 62 cm and his index finger is 83 cm..."
Yan Yu laughed, I have never seen anyone knitting gloves and still need to measure people's fingers
Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at him and kept his nose shut. Let me say, I won't knit you anymore
Yan Yu saw her smiling and cute, and rubbed her hair with a doting heart. Okay, I don’t say that I have never worn such a custom-made noble thing. Little ostrich, just work hard and weave slowly, I won’t urge you anymore.
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