Mature and experienced men are always more popular with girls than reckless boys.
When Qiao Ruan woke up, she felt her refreshing and clean body. She couldn't help but cover the quilt, rubbing her smooth calves under the comfortable quilt, and she pursed her lips and smiled.
She finally succeeded.
When the master was awake, he also wanted himself.
Thinking of the man who was asking for something crazy about me, I felt so sweet when I saw the man I looked up and admired since childhood and lost my soul for me.
Although her whole body was sore, she could feel that her body had been carefully cleaned, her whole body was refreshed, and the covers were covered, and the bed sheets she was asleep had all been replaced, all of which were warm and comfortable.
It seems that before I knew it, the clumsy master when I first met was already gentle and considerate now.
The door was pushed open, and the man who walked in backlight had wide shoulders and thin waists, long legs and straight legs. Perhaps no one in this world had a more say in this matter than the little girl lying shyly in the quilt at this moment.
Ruan Ruan, get up and have some porridge.The man did not change his expression, put the push plate in his hand on the small cabinet beside the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently patted the little girl who was shy in the quilt who wanted to wrap herself into a caterpillar.
Ruan Ruan?The man called out a few more times.
Qiao Ruan was really shy and nervous under the quilt. The light outside the quilt was not very transparent. A thin layer of redness on her face seemed to be drunk, and Qiao Ruan felt panic.
She thought of the time when Qian herself talked to Sister Mudan about the storybook.
Most of the people who are obsessed with the storytelling nowadays like domineering. Young men think that such men are charming. In Wucheng alone, the little girls she saw were obsessed with the little overlords of the Qin family. One or two of them thought that they would be his true destiny and that they were the one who convinced the little overlords. Just the bumps that Qiao Ruan had seen, there was no need to do anything.
That day, she and Sister Mudan sat on the Linjiang Tower, looking at the light yellow tea stained with mist by Sister Mudan, supporting her head, and whispered firmly: I just like gentleness, mature things, and I can rely on them.
Ruan Ruan, eat something to keep your stomach safe!The man turned the whole girl over, and although her movements were gentle, her tone was unquestionable.
Qiao Ruan was still shy and dared not see Wen Qingxuan, for fear of seeing disappointment and regret in his eyes.
Then, the little girl who was still encouraging and hesitating was picked up by the waist. In order to escape the quilt wrapped around her, she was wrapped in a man's arms and sat on his lap, like a baby who had no ability to take care of herself, relying on the person who took care of herself in everything.
The man's fingers cleverly pulled the quilt downward, revealing a small face that was as beautiful as peaches and plums. His fine hair with slightly sweat was gently pressed against his forehead, carefully controlling his breathing. Somehow, he didn't want to show his timidity in front of the person he liked.
She also wants face!
Master~ The little girl raised her eyes and glanced at the man secretly, and just hit the man's smiling eyes. She felt even more ashamed and annoyed. Her cheeks, which were originally only slightly red, turned red, and she wanted to find a hole to crawl in, then hide and never come out again.
Wen Qingxuan's original intention was that the little girl would sit up and eat by herself, and at most he would hold her and feed Ruan Ruan with a spoon.
Now, the girl in her arms has a bright and charming eyes, her mouth is slightly pouted, and the thin white snow neck is covered with the marks left by him, as if she is seducing herself again. Just like she was under him last night, she is even more seductive than a fairy.
The throat was dry, and Wen Qingxuan struggled to control himself, moved his legs, carefully covered the small tent between his legs, picked up the lotus seed porridge that had been carefully boiled for two hours, took a mouthful in his mouth, and slowly pressed it on his slightly swollen lips, passing the saliva in his mouth.
Sucking the girl's lips and fragrant tongue forced her to raise her head to bear her attack.
Wen Qingxuan passed all the porridge in his mouth without once, and his cunning and flexible tongue pushed only part of it with a bad intention at once. After passing the porridge into his mouth, he also had to carefully help the little disciple crush the porridge and mix it into a paste of rice.
Finally, he pushed himself through her face and pushed the porridge from his mouth into her throat.
Bo'er The man left the girl's mouth and swallowed the silver threads held by the corners of the two of them with a smile.
So sweet!
It seems that Ruan Ruan still prefers Master’s hello?Wen Qingxuan chuckled, preparing to take another sip, and then feed the little man in his arms to drink porridge.
The person who was so scared that he was almost kissed, jumped up from the man's arms flexibly, picked up the bowl, and simmered the porridge in one bite.
Eat slowly. Don’t you like the master to feed you?The man pressed the girl's back from behind, and a trace of regret flashed in his tone. Qiao Ruan's back suddenly felt a little cold, and she suspected that it was her own illusion. Why is her cold and gentle master, so she is a little sick and perverted?
When Qiao Ruan woke up, she felt her refreshing and clean body. She couldn't help but cover the quilt, rubbing her smooth calves under the comfortable quilt, and she pursed her lips and smiled.
She finally succeeded.
When the master was awake, he also wanted himself.
Thinking of the man who was asking for something crazy about me, I felt so sweet when I saw the man I looked up and admired since childhood and lost my soul for me.
Although her whole body was sore, she could feel that her body had been carefully cleaned, her whole body was refreshed, and the covers were covered, and the bed sheets she was asleep had all been replaced, all of which were warm and comfortable.
It seems that before I knew it, the clumsy master when I first met was already gentle and considerate now.
The door was pushed open, and the man who walked in backlight had wide shoulders and thin waists, long legs and straight legs. Perhaps no one in this world had a more say in this matter than the little girl lying shyly in the quilt at this moment.
Ruan Ruan, get up and have some porridge.The man did not change his expression, put the push plate in his hand on the small cabinet beside the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently patted the little girl who was shy in the quilt who wanted to wrap herself into a caterpillar.
Ruan Ruan?The man called out a few more times.
Qiao Ruan was really shy and nervous under the quilt. The light outside the quilt was not very transparent. A thin layer of redness on her face seemed to be drunk, and Qiao Ruan felt panic.
She thought of the time when Qian herself talked to Sister Mudan about the storybook.
Most of the people who are obsessed with the storytelling nowadays like domineering. Young men think that such men are charming. In Wucheng alone, the little girls she saw were obsessed with the little overlords of the Qin family. One or two of them thought that they would be his true destiny and that they were the one who convinced the little overlords. Just the bumps that Qiao Ruan had seen, there was no need to do anything.
That day, she and Sister Mudan sat on the Linjiang Tower, looking at the light yellow tea stained with mist by Sister Mudan, supporting her head, and whispered firmly: I just like gentleness, mature things, and I can rely on them.
Ruan Ruan, eat something to keep your stomach safe!The man turned the whole girl over, and although her movements were gentle, her tone was unquestionable.
Qiao Ruan was still shy and dared not see Wen Qingxuan, for fear of seeing disappointment and regret in his eyes.
Then, the little girl who was still encouraging and hesitating was picked up by the waist. In order to escape the quilt wrapped around her, she was wrapped in a man's arms and sat on his lap, like a baby who had no ability to take care of herself, relying on the person who took care of herself in everything.
The man's fingers cleverly pulled the quilt downward, revealing a small face that was as beautiful as peaches and plums. His fine hair with slightly sweat was gently pressed against his forehead, carefully controlling his breathing. Somehow, he didn't want to show his timidity in front of the person he liked.
She also wants face!
Master~ The little girl raised her eyes and glanced at the man secretly, and just hit the man's smiling eyes. She felt even more ashamed and annoyed. Her cheeks, which were originally only slightly red, turned red, and she wanted to find a hole to crawl in, then hide and never come out again.
Wen Qingxuan's original intention was that the little girl would sit up and eat by herself, and at most he would hold her and feed Ruan Ruan with a spoon.
Now, the girl in her arms has a bright and charming eyes, her mouth is slightly pouted, and the thin white snow neck is covered with the marks left by him, as if she is seducing herself again. Just like she was under him last night, she is even more seductive than a fairy.
The throat was dry, and Wen Qingxuan struggled to control himself, moved his legs, carefully covered the small tent between his legs, picked up the lotus seed porridge that had been carefully boiled for two hours, took a mouthful in his mouth, and slowly pressed it on his slightly swollen lips, passing the saliva in his mouth.
Sucking the girl's lips and fragrant tongue forced her to raise her head to bear her attack.
Wen Qingxuan passed all the porridge in his mouth without once, and his cunning and flexible tongue pushed only part of it with a bad intention at once. After passing the porridge into his mouth, he also had to carefully help the little disciple crush the porridge and mix it into a paste of rice.
Finally, he pushed himself through her face and pushed the porridge from his mouth into her throat.
Bo'er The man left the girl's mouth and swallowed the silver threads held by the corners of the two of them with a smile.
So sweet!
It seems that Ruan Ruan still prefers Master’s hello?Wen Qingxuan chuckled, preparing to take another sip, and then feed the little man in his arms to drink porridge.
The person who was so scared that he was almost kissed, jumped up from the man's arms flexibly, picked up the bowl, and simmered the porridge in one bite.
Eat slowly. Don’t you like the master to feed you?The man pressed the girl's back from behind, and a trace of regret flashed in his tone. Qiao Ruan's back suddenly felt a little cold, and she suspected that it was her own illusion. Why is her cold and gentle master, so she is a little sick and perverted?