Chapter 8 Press your fingers heavily on the small clitoris

Zhou Junyan glanced at the girl in front of him again, and it was undeniable that she was indeed beautiful, especially those eyes, which were clear and clear, as if the autumn water was full of autumn, but he had no fluctuations. Last night was just a mistake. He was willing to compensate her within the scope of his acceptance, but there was nothing more. If Jiang Siningruo still insisted on staying, it would be as grandmother said, let her die in the Zhou family.

She is still too young and doesn't understand how sad a woman who is abandoned by a man will be in this deep courtyard. It is human nature to praise her and step on her. He believes that it won't take long to ask her to let her go. There is no rush. In business negotiations, the party who can't hold on to her first will definitely be the loser. He patiently waits for the day when this girl begs for her, but at that time, she will no longer give her such generous conditions.

I don’t want money. Sining saw the impatientness in the man’s eyes, and perhaps with some ridicule, explains, “Young Master, can you take me to the provincial capital?”

Fearing that the man was misunderstood, she said again: Don’t worry, when I go there to find a friend of mine, I will definitely not cause trouble for you.

friend?What kind of friends can she, a country girl, have in the provincial capital?

Zhou Junyan didn't believe this. Jiang Sining was just making excuses to follow her to the provincial capital. She thought she underestimated her, and thought she would cry and make a fuss, or she would make a big fuss, but she knew how to retreat to advance.

Grandmother's vision of choosing people was indeed good. He sneered in his heart, opened his thin lips and uttered a few words lightly: Why should I promise you?

Sining looked at the man for a while, as if she had made up her mind, and raised her feet and kissed him gently. Her dark eyes were as bright as stars, but she was not shy at all, and said softly: You are a good person.

Zhou Junyan subconsciously wanted to push away the bold girl, but the two were very close to each other. The fragrance of the girl's body lingered in her nose, like a vine, tightly bound his hands and feet. Her tender lips were as soft as jelly, and a few strands of hair floated onto her neck, rubbing itchy all over her body.

Good person?

A malice surged in his heart, and he hugged the girl in his arms, tightly clasped her tender waist, rubbing her lips gently, and his voice gradually became low, but it was inexplicably tempting.

Then tell me where is the best place?

The ambiguous atmosphere flowed in the air, especially the giant object pressed against his lower abdomen like a hard demonstration. Sining stiffened her body and did not dare to move, but the man did not let her go. He put his hand in through the hem of her shirt and held the green and purple breasts that were bitten by him and rubbed them unrestrainedly. His warm voice was a bit ridiculous and cold: Is this good?

Yes~~ it hurts~~

Her body was already developing, and she didn't dare to touch her when she was taking a bath. Last night, the eldest young master gathered two balls of breast meat together, inserted his thick and long hot thing into it and thrust hard. His white and tender breasts were full of fingerprints left by him, and the tip was bitten to the point, which hurt so much that it was so hot.

Unable to get the girl's affirmative answer, Zhou Junyan put his hand into her pants again, and his flexible fingers rubbed in the slit like playing the piano, and it was gentle and rapid. He felt the girl's body slowly soften, and the spring water was flowing in his pussy. The corners of his mouth were raised lightly, and his fingers pressed heavily on the small clitoris.

Ah~~ Si Ning couldn't help but scream.