When I went back, Wensi drove, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the back seat.
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his head and leaned against the car door. Neither of them spoke.
After staying at Jiawen Temple for a while, they left. They sat face to face and felt a little embarrassed.
Cheng Xiaoyu went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water, and drank slowly with his back to Yan Yu.
In the end, Yan Yu spoke first, how did you know Beimingcheng?
Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to turn around and at the bar, he invited me to have two glasses of wine.
Yan Yu didn't say anything, and he said after a while, don't always go to that kind of place in the future, and you are not afraid of something happening.
Cheng Xiaoyu never expected Yan Yu to say such things, and just stood there holding a cup and watching him
Yan Yu stood up and said, I'm going to take a shower. He walked into the bathroom and looked down at the gauze on his arm. Why didn't Cheng Xiaoyu come in and help?
Yan Yu took off his shirt and waited for another five minutes but no one came in. He could only shout loudly, Cheng Xiaoyu!
Cheng Xiaoyu then pushed open the bathroom door and came in, looked at Yan Yu, who was naked, and lowered his head and said, "What are you doing?"
Yan Yu said, how can I take a shower with one arm?
Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to come over, then you wash in the bathtub, don't use the shower. She leaned down to twist the water valve on the bathtub to adjust the water temperature. Her little butt was round in the gray sweatpants, and her long curly hair scattered on her back like seaweed. Yan Yu only looked at her lower abdomen and became hot.
Cheng Xiaoyu put the water down, Yan Yu took off his pants with one hand and entered the bathtub
Cheng Xiaoyu caught a glimpse of the lively thing between his legs, and blushed slightly, turning around and going out.
Yan Yu said, are you leaving now? Don’t you help me wash my hair?
Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little frustrated. Why did he feel embarrassed to let her do this and that fight for another woman?
But it has been a long time since Yan Yu has been so arrogant with her. She really didn't know how to react for a while, so she could only sit down slowly on the porcelain table next to the bathtub, squeezed some shampoo in her palm and rubbed Yan Yu's head.
Her hands were quickly covered with white foam, making her diamond bracelet full of
Cheng Xiaoyu never took this bracelet, and she didn't take it when she was sleeping. A white mark was worn on her left wrist. She didn't want to see the hideous wound, she had a nightmare once she saw it.
Yan Yu's hair is a little hard, not as soft as Chu Chen's hair. He lowered his head slightly and cooperated with her washing hair.
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't realize that she had two stitches on her right arm when she first arrived at Yan Yu's house. She couldn't do many things, so Yan Yu helped her wash her hair. Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little dazed.
After helping Yan Yu wash his hair, Cheng Xiaoyu stood in front of the bedroom windowsill and smoked a cigarette. Yan Yu didn't like to smell the smoke, so she usually opened the window to smoke.
The air outside was slightly cold, and Cheng Xiaoyu's mood was a little complicated. She knew that Yan Yu deliberately went to find another girl in front of her because he saw the concert in KTV. But even so, wouldn't she be sad and angry?
How would he feel if she went to find another man in front of him?
Even though she knew there would be no good result, Yan Yu just refused to let her leave. As for her, did she not want to leave in her heart?
Because after leaving, you are the only one who suffers all kinds of pain. It would be better to hug each other like this than to be alone, right?
Yan Yu walked out of the bathroom, wiped his hair randomly with one hand and threw it on the dressing table, then walked behind Cheng Xiaoyu and held her waist. How many cigarettes do you smoke a day? Why are you so addicted to smoking?
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, tapped his fingers gently, and the ashes rolled down from outside the windowsill.
Yan Yu reached out to take the cigarette from Cheng Xiaoyu's fingers, pressed it out, threw it down from the window, held Cheng Xiaoyu's waist and made her turn around, closed her eyes and wanted to kiss her
Cheng Xiaoyu turned his head and avoided
Yan Yu's kiss fell on Cheng Xiaoyu's ears, and his breathing was hot on her earlobe. Xiaoyu, you still have mine in your heart, right? She didn't know how moved and unbelievable he was when she rushed out to block him in the bar.
In fact, what he always wanted was Cheng Xiaoyu's heart, but she always showed an unrepentant attitude. He was like a beast whose head was locked in a cage and was constantly irritated. What could he do?
Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes turned red
She is not afraid that he will treat her badly, because that matter is irreversible, so she should not regret it either.
But why did Yan Yu ask her such words in such a gentle tone?
She has nothing to answer
Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu struggled twice. Yan Yu used his body to press her against the wall, pried open her teeth and stretched her tongue in.
They were all too familiar with each other's bodies. Not long after, Cheng Xiaoyu stopped struggling. Yan Yu hugged her and walked towards the bed. The two of them fell on the soft mattress together.
Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and reached into his pants. Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed the hot thing like a soldering iron and rubbed it up and down a little impatiently.
She was in a mess and awkward mood, and felt like there was a fire burning in her heart. Smoking, drinking, flirting, and sex. These are things that make people obsessed with and forget reality. She wanted a hearty sex now. What other dignity and shame are she unwilling to think about?
Yan Yu only used one hand to unbutton Cheng Xiaoyu's clothes and it was a bit difficult. He grabbed the collar and pulled the rows of buttons and flew around. The small plastic buttons fell on the floor. Yan Yu pulled a snow-white soft and greasy out of the black lace underwear and put them in his mouth.
Cheng Xiaoyu moaned vaguely, grabbed Yan Yu's hair on the back of his head with one hand, and raised his chest to his wet and hot mouth.
Yan Yu sucked the sweet breasts in big mouthfuls, and the red cherry on the top was quickly permed and hard. Yan Yu took a heavy bite on it with his teeth. Cheng Xiaoyu screamed and pulled his hair.
Yan Yu panted and held up his body and took off all the clothes left by two people in a few seconds. He lifted Cheng Xiaoyu and put one leg on his shoulder and wanted to carry a gun. Cheng Xiaoyu quickly stretched his feet against Yan Yu's shoulder. You can apply something, want to kill me.
Yan Yu took out a small bottle with a sharp mouth from the drawer of the bedside table, but did not apply it to his cock. Instead, he held the bottle and inserted it directly into the tender red slit and thrust back and forth for a few times.
The brown bottle mouth is pointed and cool, and the oil inside is cool and smooth, and it seeps into the depths of Cheng Xiaoyu's body little by little. Cheng Xiaoyu only feels that his flower heart is shivering by the cold, so he can only kick Yan Yu's chest with his feet, "I hate it, don't do it."
Yan Yu smiled, grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's ankle again and put it on his shoulders. He still used the small bottle to tease the fine wrinkles in the shallow part of Cheng Xiaoyu's vagina, and the oil in the pointed small bottle lubricated the tight corridor and wet the cherry red petals at the mouth of the hole, and some fell down the crotch and fainted into a small piece of water mark.
A bottle of lubricating oil flowed out in a short while. Yan Yu threw the bottle on the ground, and then used two fingers to suck some sweet wet liquid in the hole to rub the small pearl hidden under the fluff.
The smooth and flexible fingertips quickly erected the beads. Yan Yu's hands kept moving, but his bright eyes only looked at the subtle expression changes on Cheng Xiaoyu's face.
Cheng Xiaoyu was shy and buried her face in the pillowcase
Yan Yu reached out to hold her face and refused to hide. He spread her legs apart and pressed her on the bed. He bent down and kissed her little mouth. His tongue was inserted into her mouth and fiddled with her tongue intimately. The glans that pressed against the hole also pushed in hard.
Cheng Xiaoyu screamed and bit Yan Yu's tongue. Yan Yu dragged her tongue into his mouth, bit her gently and sucked it gently, and the thick and long penis entered inch by inch and then rubbed it delicately.
Cheng Xiaoyu hugged Yan Yu's neck, and moaned like a play under his lips and tongue, with a little charming and a little childish acting coquettish. Yan Yu loves her the most. How long has it been since he seen Cheng Xiaoyu like this?
Yan Yu turned over and asked Cheng Xiaoyu to sit on him, thrust his waist and continued to mingle.
Her long hair was sexy scattered on her white chest, her waist was slender and her chest was full, and her beautiful figure was deeply obsessed with him.
Yan Yu reached out and held the two sweet and soft balls as sweet as cotton candy, and kneaded them vigorously and thrust their waists and buttocks.
Cheng Xiaoyu sweated a lot, and the hotter he felt, the less energy he was. She could feel the veins on his cock beating in her body.
He suddenly got something that was very useful to her. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but moan and moved her little butt, bit her lip and said, Yan Yu, you...heavier...
Hearing this, Yan Yu hugged her waist and turned it onto her, pressing her legs against her chest and pressing her hard, heavier? Is it heavier?
Cheng Xiaoyu snorted softly, Yan Yu did it harder, and used various tricks to please the little woman under him.
The tender and tender pussy was so small and soft. He fucked it red and swollen, but why wasn't it enough? At the end of the eruption, he was dizzy and seemed to see fireworks flying all over his eyes.
Yan Yu frowned and roared, and fell on Cheng Xiaoyu and continued to thrust the thin buttocks slightly twitched and extended the pleasure. Cheng Xiaoyu was limp and half open his mouth to breathe. He stretched out his hand and touched Yan Yu's cheek gently. Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed her little face, feeling comfortable and satisfied. He didn't think about it.
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his head and leaned against the car door. Neither of them spoke.
After staying at Jiawen Temple for a while, they left. They sat face to face and felt a little embarrassed.
Cheng Xiaoyu went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water, and drank slowly with his back to Yan Yu.
In the end, Yan Yu spoke first, how did you know Beimingcheng?
Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to turn around and at the bar, he invited me to have two glasses of wine.
Yan Yu didn't say anything, and he said after a while, don't always go to that kind of place in the future, and you are not afraid of something happening.
Cheng Xiaoyu never expected Yan Yu to say such things, and just stood there holding a cup and watching him
Yan Yu stood up and said, I'm going to take a shower. He walked into the bathroom and looked down at the gauze on his arm. Why didn't Cheng Xiaoyu come in and help?
Yan Yu took off his shirt and waited for another five minutes but no one came in. He could only shout loudly, Cheng Xiaoyu!
Cheng Xiaoyu then pushed open the bathroom door and came in, looked at Yan Yu, who was naked, and lowered his head and said, "What are you doing?"
Yan Yu said, how can I take a shower with one arm?
Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to come over, then you wash in the bathtub, don't use the shower. She leaned down to twist the water valve on the bathtub to adjust the water temperature. Her little butt was round in the gray sweatpants, and her long curly hair scattered on her back like seaweed. Yan Yu only looked at her lower abdomen and became hot.
Cheng Xiaoyu put the water down, Yan Yu took off his pants with one hand and entered the bathtub
Cheng Xiaoyu caught a glimpse of the lively thing between his legs, and blushed slightly, turning around and going out.
Yan Yu said, are you leaving now? Don’t you help me wash my hair?
Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little frustrated. Why did he feel embarrassed to let her do this and that fight for another woman?
But it has been a long time since Yan Yu has been so arrogant with her. She really didn't know how to react for a while, so she could only sit down slowly on the porcelain table next to the bathtub, squeezed some shampoo in her palm and rubbed Yan Yu's head.
Her hands were quickly covered with white foam, making her diamond bracelet full of
Cheng Xiaoyu never took this bracelet, and she didn't take it when she was sleeping. A white mark was worn on her left wrist. She didn't want to see the hideous wound, she had a nightmare once she saw it.
Yan Yu's hair is a little hard, not as soft as Chu Chen's hair. He lowered his head slightly and cooperated with her washing hair.
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't realize that she had two stitches on her right arm when she first arrived at Yan Yu's house. She couldn't do many things, so Yan Yu helped her wash her hair. Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little dazed.
After helping Yan Yu wash his hair, Cheng Xiaoyu stood in front of the bedroom windowsill and smoked a cigarette. Yan Yu didn't like to smell the smoke, so she usually opened the window to smoke.
The air outside was slightly cold, and Cheng Xiaoyu's mood was a little complicated. She knew that Yan Yu deliberately went to find another girl in front of her because he saw the concert in KTV. But even so, wouldn't she be sad and angry?
How would he feel if she went to find another man in front of him?
Even though she knew there would be no good result, Yan Yu just refused to let her leave. As for her, did she not want to leave in her heart?
Because after leaving, you are the only one who suffers all kinds of pain. It would be better to hug each other like this than to be alone, right?
Yan Yu walked out of the bathroom, wiped his hair randomly with one hand and threw it on the dressing table, then walked behind Cheng Xiaoyu and held her waist. How many cigarettes do you smoke a day? Why are you so addicted to smoking?
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, tapped his fingers gently, and the ashes rolled down from outside the windowsill.
Yan Yu reached out to take the cigarette from Cheng Xiaoyu's fingers, pressed it out, threw it down from the window, held Cheng Xiaoyu's waist and made her turn around, closed her eyes and wanted to kiss her
Cheng Xiaoyu turned his head and avoided
Yan Yu's kiss fell on Cheng Xiaoyu's ears, and his breathing was hot on her earlobe. Xiaoyu, you still have mine in your heart, right? She didn't know how moved and unbelievable he was when she rushed out to block him in the bar.
In fact, what he always wanted was Cheng Xiaoyu's heart, but she always showed an unrepentant attitude. He was like a beast whose head was locked in a cage and was constantly irritated. What could he do?
Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes turned red
She is not afraid that he will treat her badly, because that matter is irreversible, so she should not regret it either.
But why did Yan Yu ask her such words in such a gentle tone?
She has nothing to answer
Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu struggled twice. Yan Yu used his body to press her against the wall, pried open her teeth and stretched her tongue in.
They were all too familiar with each other's bodies. Not long after, Cheng Xiaoyu stopped struggling. Yan Yu hugged her and walked towards the bed. The two of them fell on the soft mattress together.
Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and reached into his pants. Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed the hot thing like a soldering iron and rubbed it up and down a little impatiently.
She was in a mess and awkward mood, and felt like there was a fire burning in her heart. Smoking, drinking, flirting, and sex. These are things that make people obsessed with and forget reality. She wanted a hearty sex now. What other dignity and shame are she unwilling to think about?
Yan Yu only used one hand to unbutton Cheng Xiaoyu's clothes and it was a bit difficult. He grabbed the collar and pulled the rows of buttons and flew around. The small plastic buttons fell on the floor. Yan Yu pulled a snow-white soft and greasy out of the black lace underwear and put them in his mouth.
Cheng Xiaoyu moaned vaguely, grabbed Yan Yu's hair on the back of his head with one hand, and raised his chest to his wet and hot mouth.
Yan Yu sucked the sweet breasts in big mouthfuls, and the red cherry on the top was quickly permed and hard. Yan Yu took a heavy bite on it with his teeth. Cheng Xiaoyu screamed and pulled his hair.
Yan Yu panted and held up his body and took off all the clothes left by two people in a few seconds. He lifted Cheng Xiaoyu and put one leg on his shoulder and wanted to carry a gun. Cheng Xiaoyu quickly stretched his feet against Yan Yu's shoulder. You can apply something, want to kill me.
Yan Yu took out a small bottle with a sharp mouth from the drawer of the bedside table, but did not apply it to his cock. Instead, he held the bottle and inserted it directly into the tender red slit and thrust back and forth for a few times.
The brown bottle mouth is pointed and cool, and the oil inside is cool and smooth, and it seeps into the depths of Cheng Xiaoyu's body little by little. Cheng Xiaoyu only feels that his flower heart is shivering by the cold, so he can only kick Yan Yu's chest with his feet, "I hate it, don't do it."
Yan Yu smiled, grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's ankle again and put it on his shoulders. He still used the small bottle to tease the fine wrinkles in the shallow part of Cheng Xiaoyu's vagina, and the oil in the pointed small bottle lubricated the tight corridor and wet the cherry red petals at the mouth of the hole, and some fell down the crotch and fainted into a small piece of water mark.
A bottle of lubricating oil flowed out in a short while. Yan Yu threw the bottle on the ground, and then used two fingers to suck some sweet wet liquid in the hole to rub the small pearl hidden under the fluff.
The smooth and flexible fingertips quickly erected the beads. Yan Yu's hands kept moving, but his bright eyes only looked at the subtle expression changes on Cheng Xiaoyu's face.
Cheng Xiaoyu was shy and buried her face in the pillowcase
Yan Yu reached out to hold her face and refused to hide. He spread her legs apart and pressed her on the bed. He bent down and kissed her little mouth. His tongue was inserted into her mouth and fiddled with her tongue intimately. The glans that pressed against the hole also pushed in hard.
Cheng Xiaoyu screamed and bit Yan Yu's tongue. Yan Yu dragged her tongue into his mouth, bit her gently and sucked it gently, and the thick and long penis entered inch by inch and then rubbed it delicately.
Cheng Xiaoyu hugged Yan Yu's neck, and moaned like a play under his lips and tongue, with a little charming and a little childish acting coquettish. Yan Yu loves her the most. How long has it been since he seen Cheng Xiaoyu like this?
Yan Yu turned over and asked Cheng Xiaoyu to sit on him, thrust his waist and continued to mingle.
Her long hair was sexy scattered on her white chest, her waist was slender and her chest was full, and her beautiful figure was deeply obsessed with him.
Yan Yu reached out and held the two sweet and soft balls as sweet as cotton candy, and kneaded them vigorously and thrust their waists and buttocks.
Cheng Xiaoyu sweated a lot, and the hotter he felt, the less energy he was. She could feel the veins on his cock beating in her body.
He suddenly got something that was very useful to her. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but moan and moved her little butt, bit her lip and said, Yan Yu, you...heavier...
Hearing this, Yan Yu hugged her waist and turned it onto her, pressing her legs against her chest and pressing her hard, heavier? Is it heavier?
Cheng Xiaoyu snorted softly, Yan Yu did it harder, and used various tricks to please the little woman under him.
The tender and tender pussy was so small and soft. He fucked it red and swollen, but why wasn't it enough? At the end of the eruption, he was dizzy and seemed to see fireworks flying all over his eyes.
Yan Yu frowned and roared, and fell on Cheng Xiaoyu and continued to thrust the thin buttocks slightly twitched and extended the pleasure. Cheng Xiaoyu was limp and half open his mouth to breathe. He stretched out his hand and touched Yan Yu's cheek gently. Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed her little face, feeling comfortable and satisfied. He didn't think about it.
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