Meng Jingtong, I will tell you good news.
Good news?Meng Jingtong narrowed her eyes and looked at her: You said.
You are going to generate income today!
... Meng Jingtong felt that Li Jiaojiao could always change something and say something new in a variety of ways, which was a skill. It was eleven o'clock.
This means rejection.Meng Jingtong's biological clock is very standard. She usually goes to bed around eleven o'clock and opens her eyes at 6:30 in the morning. It is the standard that is accurate to the minute.
What's wrong? Didn't nightlife just begin?Li Jiaojiao lay on him, her boneless little hand touching his strong chest, as if she was about to take back all the oil she hadn't taken off just now. It was only eleven o'clock, are you Cinderella? You have to go home at twelve o'clock?
Meng Jingtong grabbed her wrist and stopped her reckless rebellion: It’s time to go to bed.
It's time to go to bed?
Li Jiaojiao repeated his words word by word, but the smile gradually became stronger in her tone was full of teasing.
Her hand touched the hardness between Meng Jingtong's crotch through the blanket and his pants, and then pressed her palm down slightly, and Meng Jingtong's breathing was held in her hand.
Can you sleep?
Li Jiaojiao smiles with a hippie face.
I have to get up early tomorrow morning to wash my underwear, don’t quarrel with me, I’m so angry when I wake up.
This tone is so annoying, but it makes Meng Jingtong unable to refute it.
Because he is really hard.
The lights in the living room turned off when he lay down. At this moment, the whole room was only the light source of the bedroom, spreading far away to the sofa, leaving only a shallow layer of hazy left.
Meng Jingtong looked at Li Jiaojiao lightly: This is a physiological reaction and will not last for too long.
But this physiological reaction seems to come too quickly.
Meng Jingtong himself did not expect that Li Jiaojiao just pounced on him for less than a minute. Even though her warm and plump butt rubbed against his waist, it was at least a layer of blankets and pants. It shouldn't be so sensitive.
Yeah?Li Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes unconvincedly: Then I'll take a look when you sleep, I will never wake you up if you fall asleep.
Li Jiaojiao's words actually meant a little demonstration. Meng Jingtong knew that she must be holding on to some bad tricks, but he never could do anything good in the face of Li Jiaojiao's legitimate little moves.
Meng Jingtong's silence was acquiescence in Li Jiaojiao. She raised her butt with interest, distanced her lower body away from Meng Jingtong's lower body, then lifted the blanket with her little hand and fumbled down the zipper of her pants.
She pulled it very slowly, so slow that every square seemed to pause for a moment, and then her hand quietly poked in and rubbed his hard objects through her panties.
Have you changed your underwear?
No.The main thing is that there is no need to be replaced.
It's really dirty.She laughed and showed a pair of tiger teeth. I saw that your waist was thin and your butt was also perky. Otherwise, you would try wearing my underwear and it would definitely look very good.
……
Li Jiaojiao is really good at being disgusting. Meng Jingtong frowned at her: Don’t make such a joke.
Meng Jingtong's a little unhappy made Li Jiaojiao laugh even happier.
She rubbed Meng Jingtong's penis with some strength, listened to his breathing gradually getting thicker, and said deliberately: Then you can start sleeping now.
How can I sleep here?
Meng Jingtong's eyes moved away from her bright eyes, took a deep breath and tried to divert it, and then Li Jiaojiao's hand slid into his underwear, clenching the attention he had finally pulled out back into the palm of his hand.
Meng Jingtong's penis was completely erect, and her glans was slightly raised. Even now, she was holding it in her underwear with a gruff attitude. When Li Jiaojiao rubbed her hands up and down, she felt the stem was getting angry, which made her palm numb.
Her thumb pressed against the edge under his glans and when she touched the urethra, she heard Meng Jingtong breathing clearly. Even though he looked around now, he could not convey the information he had obtained into his mind wherever he looked.
Good news?Meng Jingtong narrowed her eyes and looked at her: You said.
You are going to generate income today!
... Meng Jingtong felt that Li Jiaojiao could always change something and say something new in a variety of ways, which was a skill. It was eleven o'clock.
This means rejection.Meng Jingtong's biological clock is very standard. She usually goes to bed around eleven o'clock and opens her eyes at 6:30 in the morning. It is the standard that is accurate to the minute.
What's wrong? Didn't nightlife just begin?Li Jiaojiao lay on him, her boneless little hand touching his strong chest, as if she was about to take back all the oil she hadn't taken off just now. It was only eleven o'clock, are you Cinderella? You have to go home at twelve o'clock?
Meng Jingtong grabbed her wrist and stopped her reckless rebellion: It’s time to go to bed.
It's time to go to bed?
Li Jiaojiao repeated his words word by word, but the smile gradually became stronger in her tone was full of teasing.
Her hand touched the hardness between Meng Jingtong's crotch through the blanket and his pants, and then pressed her palm down slightly, and Meng Jingtong's breathing was held in her hand.
Can you sleep?
Li Jiaojiao smiles with a hippie face.
I have to get up early tomorrow morning to wash my underwear, don’t quarrel with me, I’m so angry when I wake up.
This tone is so annoying, but it makes Meng Jingtong unable to refute it.
Because he is really hard.
The lights in the living room turned off when he lay down. At this moment, the whole room was only the light source of the bedroom, spreading far away to the sofa, leaving only a shallow layer of hazy left.
Meng Jingtong looked at Li Jiaojiao lightly: This is a physiological reaction and will not last for too long.
But this physiological reaction seems to come too quickly.
Meng Jingtong himself did not expect that Li Jiaojiao just pounced on him for less than a minute. Even though her warm and plump butt rubbed against his waist, it was at least a layer of blankets and pants. It shouldn't be so sensitive.
Yeah?Li Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes unconvincedly: Then I'll take a look when you sleep, I will never wake you up if you fall asleep.
Li Jiaojiao's words actually meant a little demonstration. Meng Jingtong knew that she must be holding on to some bad tricks, but he never could do anything good in the face of Li Jiaojiao's legitimate little moves.
Meng Jingtong's silence was acquiescence in Li Jiaojiao. She raised her butt with interest, distanced her lower body away from Meng Jingtong's lower body, then lifted the blanket with her little hand and fumbled down the zipper of her pants.
She pulled it very slowly, so slow that every square seemed to pause for a moment, and then her hand quietly poked in and rubbed his hard objects through her panties.
Have you changed your underwear?
No.The main thing is that there is no need to be replaced.
It's really dirty.She laughed and showed a pair of tiger teeth. I saw that your waist was thin and your butt was also perky. Otherwise, you would try wearing my underwear and it would definitely look very good.
……
Li Jiaojiao is really good at being disgusting. Meng Jingtong frowned at her: Don’t make such a joke.
Meng Jingtong's a little unhappy made Li Jiaojiao laugh even happier.
She rubbed Meng Jingtong's penis with some strength, listened to his breathing gradually getting thicker, and said deliberately: Then you can start sleeping now.
How can I sleep here?
Meng Jingtong's eyes moved away from her bright eyes, took a deep breath and tried to divert it, and then Li Jiaojiao's hand slid into his underwear, clenching the attention he had finally pulled out back into the palm of his hand.
Meng Jingtong's penis was completely erect, and her glans was slightly raised. Even now, she was holding it in her underwear with a gruff attitude. When Li Jiaojiao rubbed her hands up and down, she felt the stem was getting angry, which made her palm numb.
Her thumb pressed against the edge under his glans and when she touched the urethra, she heard Meng Jingtong breathing clearly. Even though he looked around now, he could not convey the information he had obtained into his mind wherever he looked.
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