Xiaoya once passively had a few false and false phoenix activities with Qiao Fei in bed, and she knew a little about the ways in it. After moving into Shangrong's house, she also yearned for what happened in Zi Hui and Qiao Fei's bedroom, but she had not fully accepted it psychologically.
At this moment, from Li Manyuan's eyes, hands movements and hot body, Xiaoya clearly knew the woman's intentions for her body. She was originally determined to resist, but the wine that was drunk seemed to have changed in the moment. It was no longer just anesthesia caused by alcohol, but also made her whole body hot and hard to bear.
Although Xiaoya has also been teased by Shang Rong, she is not only shy but also more excited and stimulating, but she has never been like today. She can't believe that her lust will come so violently.
When Li Manyuan touched the mud between Xiaoya's legs, she knew that the little thing she put in the wine had worked. Looking at the girl's seductive drunkenness under her, and the slight moans made by her throat. She knew that the girl had no room for resistance, so she stood up, panted and lowered her head to appreciate the girl's disheveled appearance for a while, then reached her hands under the girl's body, and actually lifted the girl up easily like a man, and then walked towards the bedroom.
This is a huge bedroom with almost a hundred square meters.
The floor is covered with thick pure wool carpets, the entire wall is covered with solid wood, and the ceiling is more than half a meter thick is decorated with winged angels. The innermost part of the room is a four-poster mahogany bed with a crown, and the snow-white sheets on the bed are dazzling.
Li Manyuan gently placed Xiaoya on the bed, and her eyes almost dripped out of water.
She first stroked the girl's delicate and delicate little face for a while, then pulled down the jeans that had been hanging on her legs.
Xiaoya hunched her mouth and stretched out a soft little hand to push it in vain until her lower body cooled down. She could not help but cover her hot cheeks with both hands and gave up resisting.
Looking at the girl's smooth and slender legs, Li Manyuan didn't care about taking off other clothes, but couldn't let go of her hands and touched her up and down. The sound of her palm sliding across her skin was like a woman's sigh.
Finally, her hand finally grabbed the pink underwear. The movements on her hands were no longer as gentle as before. She almost pulled them off in the girl's intoxicating humming. Before the girl could react, her hands quickly spread apart her jade legs, and her pair of fire-breathing eyes stared at the high bulging snow-white steamed bun.
A soul-stirring surprise emanated from his mouth.
Oh God!
Why are there such a big difference in this place when the men say something about the face? If they have seen Xiaoya’s things, they wouldn’t have made that stupid sigh.
Li Manyuan stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips, trembling hands, and carefully returned to the round and warm virgin land, closing her eyes slightly, as if she was feeling the living texture with her heart.
I asked myself over and over again, would I really want to give such a wonderful thing to that big-bellied man to play with it casually?
If this little thing knew her intention, she might not be able to fight with her. Judging from her personality, it is hard to say what consequences would be.
Li Manyuan looked up at the girl's face. Her little hands seemed to have no strength to cover her shyness in the end. She slid down from her face and spread helplessly on the pillow. Only the long eyelashes trembled uneasyly, indicating that the girl was awake.
Li Manyuan couldn't help but feel a sense of maternal love in her heart. She climbed onto the bed, took the girl into her arms, pulled a thin quilt from the head of the bed to cover her two hot bodies, and put her mouth to the girl's ear and murmured: Oh, my little baby...I don't allow anyone to touch you... You are my sister alone...
The night is shrouded in the earth, and the early spring night is as cold as water. There is a newly built residential community a few streets away from the high-Yàn Tea House. Since the developers have just started selling, the infrastructure of the community has not yet been in place, so most of the houses are still vacant. Only a few windows in more than a dozen buildings have lights, and the entire community is immersed in darkness.
Ailin's brother Ailan almost trotted into a unit door. When he climbed to the fifth floor, he was already out of breath. He stood in front of a door and took a few deep breaths, as if he was to calm down his excitement. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the door five times. After a while, no one came to open the door. Ailan muttered and continued to knock five times. After a while, he heard a low voice in the room asking: Who are you looking for?
Aishan put his mouth close to the door and replied: Come from the teahouse.
The door opened, and the lights in the room leaked out from the door. A man stood in the light and shadow, looked at Aishan, and then stretched out his head to look up the stairs, saying, come in.
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the room.
Before entering the door, Aishan looked up the stairs alertly for a few glances before closing the door.
This is an ordinary two-bedroom residence, the room has not been renovated yet, and the newly painted walls still smell like paint.
There was no headlight on in the living room, but a small desk lamp was on a small cabinet in the corner of the wall, and an old sofa was placed against the cabinet. The entire living room had nothing but these things, so although the room was not big, it still seemed empty.
The man who opened the door just now looked like he was in his thirties or forties, with wide-edged eyes, a gray-white old sweater, and loose casual pants on his lower body. He seemed to be very casual about Aishan's visit and had no intention of greeting guests.
I saw him sitting in the light of the sofa and looking at a thick book under the light of the desk lamp, and he didn't even look at Aishan standing in front of him.
As soon as Aishan entered the house, he couldn't wait to say to the man: Now, I'm in vain. The rich man was arrested by the Public Security Bureau this morning.
The man seemed surprised to hear Aishan's words and could no longer indulge in the lines of the book. He looked up at Aishan and asked in a deep voice: Who did you hear?
Aishan approached the man waved his hand and said excitedly: Who else can I hear?When I went to the teahouse in the afternoon, Ailin told me personally that I had been waiting until dark to see Gao Yiàn. She admitted it, but she was in a bad mood and had no intention of talking to me, and she didn't know the specific situation.
The man couldn't hold back his anger, threw down the book in his hand, stood up from the sofa, took off the wide-edged eyes from his face, and stared at Aishan fiercely. His expression seemed to be Aishan who had captured his rich man. It was vaguely recognized in the faint light that this man was Zheng Gang, who had not shown up for a long time.
At this moment, from Li Manyuan's eyes, hands movements and hot body, Xiaoya clearly knew the woman's intentions for her body. She was originally determined to resist, but the wine that was drunk seemed to have changed in the moment. It was no longer just anesthesia caused by alcohol, but also made her whole body hot and hard to bear.
Although Xiaoya has also been teased by Shang Rong, she is not only shy but also more excited and stimulating, but she has never been like today. She can't believe that her lust will come so violently.
When Li Manyuan touched the mud between Xiaoya's legs, she knew that the little thing she put in the wine had worked. Looking at the girl's seductive drunkenness under her, and the slight moans made by her throat. She knew that the girl had no room for resistance, so she stood up, panted and lowered her head to appreciate the girl's disheveled appearance for a while, then reached her hands under the girl's body, and actually lifted the girl up easily like a man, and then walked towards the bedroom.
This is a huge bedroom with almost a hundred square meters.
The floor is covered with thick pure wool carpets, the entire wall is covered with solid wood, and the ceiling is more than half a meter thick is decorated with winged angels. The innermost part of the room is a four-poster mahogany bed with a crown, and the snow-white sheets on the bed are dazzling.
Li Manyuan gently placed Xiaoya on the bed, and her eyes almost dripped out of water.
She first stroked the girl's delicate and delicate little face for a while, then pulled down the jeans that had been hanging on her legs.
Xiaoya hunched her mouth and stretched out a soft little hand to push it in vain until her lower body cooled down. She could not help but cover her hot cheeks with both hands and gave up resisting.
Looking at the girl's smooth and slender legs, Li Manyuan didn't care about taking off other clothes, but couldn't let go of her hands and touched her up and down. The sound of her palm sliding across her skin was like a woman's sigh.
Finally, her hand finally grabbed the pink underwear. The movements on her hands were no longer as gentle as before. She almost pulled them off in the girl's intoxicating humming. Before the girl could react, her hands quickly spread apart her jade legs, and her pair of fire-breathing eyes stared at the high bulging snow-white steamed bun.
A soul-stirring surprise emanated from his mouth.
Oh God!
Why are there such a big difference in this place when the men say something about the face? If they have seen Xiaoya’s things, they wouldn’t have made that stupid sigh.
Li Manyuan stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips, trembling hands, and carefully returned to the round and warm virgin land, closing her eyes slightly, as if she was feeling the living texture with her heart.
I asked myself over and over again, would I really want to give such a wonderful thing to that big-bellied man to play with it casually?
If this little thing knew her intention, she might not be able to fight with her. Judging from her personality, it is hard to say what consequences would be.
Li Manyuan looked up at the girl's face. Her little hands seemed to have no strength to cover her shyness in the end. She slid down from her face and spread helplessly on the pillow. Only the long eyelashes trembled uneasyly, indicating that the girl was awake.
Li Manyuan couldn't help but feel a sense of maternal love in her heart. She climbed onto the bed, took the girl into her arms, pulled a thin quilt from the head of the bed to cover her two hot bodies, and put her mouth to the girl's ear and murmured: Oh, my little baby...I don't allow anyone to touch you... You are my sister alone...
The night is shrouded in the earth, and the early spring night is as cold as water. There is a newly built residential community a few streets away from the high-Yàn Tea House. Since the developers have just started selling, the infrastructure of the community has not yet been in place, so most of the houses are still vacant. Only a few windows in more than a dozen buildings have lights, and the entire community is immersed in darkness.
Ailin's brother Ailan almost trotted into a unit door. When he climbed to the fifth floor, he was already out of breath. He stood in front of a door and took a few deep breaths, as if he was to calm down his excitement. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the door five times. After a while, no one came to open the door. Ailan muttered and continued to knock five times. After a while, he heard a low voice in the room asking: Who are you looking for?
Aishan put his mouth close to the door and replied: Come from the teahouse.
The door opened, and the lights in the room leaked out from the door. A man stood in the light and shadow, looked at Aishan, and then stretched out his head to look up the stairs, saying, come in.
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the room.
Before entering the door, Aishan looked up the stairs alertly for a few glances before closing the door.
This is an ordinary two-bedroom residence, the room has not been renovated yet, and the newly painted walls still smell like paint.
There was no headlight on in the living room, but a small desk lamp was on a small cabinet in the corner of the wall, and an old sofa was placed against the cabinet. The entire living room had nothing but these things, so although the room was not big, it still seemed empty.
The man who opened the door just now looked like he was in his thirties or forties, with wide-edged eyes, a gray-white old sweater, and loose casual pants on his lower body. He seemed to be very casual about Aishan's visit and had no intention of greeting guests.
I saw him sitting in the light of the sofa and looking at a thick book under the light of the desk lamp, and he didn't even look at Aishan standing in front of him.
As soon as Aishan entered the house, he couldn't wait to say to the man: Now, I'm in vain. The rich man was arrested by the Public Security Bureau this morning.
The man seemed surprised to hear Aishan's words and could no longer indulge in the lines of the book. He looked up at Aishan and asked in a deep voice: Who did you hear?
Aishan approached the man waved his hand and said excitedly: Who else can I hear?When I went to the teahouse in the afternoon, Ailin told me personally that I had been waiting until dark to see Gao Yiàn. She admitted it, but she was in a bad mood and had no intention of talking to me, and she didn't know the specific situation.
The man couldn't hold back his anger, threw down the book in his hand, stood up from the sofa, took off the wide-edged eyes from his face, and stared at Aishan fiercely. His expression seemed to be Aishan who had captured his rich man. It was vaguely recognized in the faint light that this man was Zheng Gang, who had not shown up for a long time.
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