Chapter 7 Uncle President (WeChat H)

Su Muyang's face was calm, his eyes were red, and he walked in tilted.

He was covered in pungent alcohol. He twisted Song Cheng and used to the ground, and kicked him: Little bastard, dare to beat Wanwan.

Ning Wan had been in a hurry. Su Muyang was obviously drunk. Seeing that he was going to beat Song Cheng, he rushed over and hugged him in the waist, winked at Song Cheng and signaled him to run away quickly.

Song Cheng clapped his hands and stood up, and for the first time he laughed out eight teeth in front of Ning Wan: I can only help you get here, no thanks.

Little bastard, don't run away!Look at me, I won’t beat you to death!

OK OK Uncle, I've beat him away.Su Muyang has always been a calm and self-sustaining person, and it is indeed rare to drink like this.

Ning Wan had no experience in taking care of the drunk man, and only cared for his body, making her forehead sweat.

Su Muyang stopped making trouble and stared at the tender girl in front of him, and suddenly grinned, with a small dimples on his lips: My Wanwan, I can only kiss me.

After saying that, he leaned over and held the pink lips, swallowed her scream into her abdomen, and stuck out his tongue and licked and kissed her over and over again.

Well... Ning Wan never expected that the drunk Su Muyang would be so proactive. She would have drunk him and then pushed Ah down after she knew it. The faint fragrance of wine came from her mouth, which she didn't hate.

Su Muyang tightly clamped the girl in his arms with his arms, and the strength of sucking and kissing gradually increased. The taste was indeed as sweet as he imagined.

With a big tongue, she spread her cherry lips, brushed her white woven shells, and wrapped her lilac tongue. A current trembled from the skin between the two of them, and the stick between her legs stood up and pressed against the girl's flat belly.

Wooh...Uncle...Ah... Ning Wan felt her whole body was limp, and all her bones were about to be pulled away by his deep kiss, so soft that it was in his hot arms.

Just when she thought she would be out of breath, Su Muyang finally reluctantly let go of her lips.

Wanwan... He murmured, I'm about to be driven crazy by you.

uncle.Huanyu

The girl's tender voice aroused his desire. She waved her hand and swept everything on the desk down the floor, then picked her up and placed it on the table, spraying the hot breath on Ning Wan's slender neck.

Have you thought about it...Uncle.

Every sound of her uncle at this moment was like a catalyst, making his blood boil: Have you thought about it, Wanwan.

Ning Wan's answer was to take the initiative to put his neck on and give her peach blossom-like lips. She was immediately held by the man. After some pestering, her big tongue licked her fair neck along her delicate chin, which made her breath unevenly.

At some point, the big hand had untied all her clothes, and a pair of plump and round white rabbits jumped out impatiently.

Su Muyang slid his Adam's apple up and down, and his hands trembled and held Xiao Xiangduo's breasts, and with a little force, the smooth and warm breasts squeezed out from the gaps of his fingers.

The real touch from the palm of his hand made him sigh, and his thumb scraped over the top of the cherry fruit standing quietly...

Ah...Uncle...Don't play there... The girl's delicate body is extremely sensitive, and there are bursts of numbness coming from the place she has never been touched. She can't help but hide her chest slightly from avoiding the man's big hand.

Su Muyang naturally refused to allow her to retreat. The hard work of rubbing increased a little. She clamped the milk nut and scratched it: Why is Wanwan's breasts so big? The two milk beans are so pink and tender...

Um~ Uncle... Stop talking... Ning Wan's white fine teeth bit her lips, enduring the double torture given by a man.