Very sensitive.
Li Jiaojiao couldn't help it on the spot and laughed directly.
Meng Jingtong's expression was a little stiff. He turned sideways slightly to avoid Li Jiaojiao's gaze and said coldly: Let's start.
It means urging, but he turned to one side of his body, which made the slightly erect lines of his penis more conspicuous.
Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Li Jiaojiao quickly withdrew her gaze, smiled silly twice and adjusted the atmosphere: This is the beginning, this is the beginning.
In fact, Li Jiaojiao didn't really want to touch her, so she made such a request. She really wanted to draw something.
She was originally a casual personality and only liked to do what she liked and paint what she liked, but her daughter Li Maogen was favored by her, and she was not vague about her academic affairs. She had already greeted the professor in the department and asked him to focus on Li Jiaojiao, limiting part of her freedom.
But as the saying goes, if you don’t come to you, you will go to find it, so Li Jiaojiao is here.
As soon as she draws what she is interested in, she quickly draws a draft on the paper with a pencil in her hand, and her eyes jumps back and forth between Meng Jingtong's body and the drawing paper.
But it was strange that Li Jiaojiao's eyes were no longer so hot after she calmed down and painted, but every moment she swept across his skin, it still caused the reaction of his subcutaneous nerves, like an extremely subtle electric current flowing through it. Even if it was just a short moment, it was enough to cause the reaction of the subcutaneous nerves to immediately feed back into the nerve center of the brain.
He could feel the blood in his body gradually moving downward, and the half-awake flesh between his legs soon showed a trend of further awakening.
He took a few deep breaths silently, shifting his eyes to the curtains in front of the window.
He wanted to peel off his thoughts from this room and think of something else to divert his attention, but before the scene in his mind had formed, Li Jiaojiao's eyes once again enveloped him like the strong light of the beach lighthouse, interrupting his original thoughts, and almost forced her to insert her red face and misty eyes into his mind last night.
The next second, he heard Li Jiaojiao laughing again.
President, how do you ask me to draw Ah like this?
His penis was completely erect, standing thick and high in the air. The blue veins hovering above exuded an extremely fierce atmosphere, and the scarlet color seemed to be filled with boiling pulp.
She stretched out her hand to try to hold it, but Meng Jingtong avoided it: Draw whatever she should do.
His brows were tightened, and his disgust for himself increased a new level. Li Jiaojiao saw him standing there, even the muscles in his waist were tense, and he pursed his lips and smiled: No, President Meng Jingtong, have you seen David from whom you are so hard? If you don’t solve it, how can I draw it?Really doing erotic art?
Still need to solve it?
Meng Jingtong glanced at her side, saying, "It won't be solved. If you don't want to draw it, let's talk about it next time."
Li Jiaojiao quickly grabbed his wrist for fear that her bad temper turned around and went back to put on her clothes. Don't, if you don't want to solve it yourself, just think of another way...
She looked at him with big black grape-like eyes. When she blinked, she seemed to be able to blow out the wind. Her hand slid into the palm of her palm along his wrist, and it was small and soft, as if she could hold it hard.
Be honest during menstruation.
Meng Jingtong looked at her unmoved eyes, but Li Jiaojiao's slender fingers took the opportunity to hook into his fingers.
What are you pretending to be the president.She raised her eyebrows slightly and tightened her fingers. She forgot how she came here at the beginning?
At the beginning, the three words made Meng Jingtong return to that rainy spring.
Li Jiaojiao, who was no longer satisfied with Phne sex, finally asked about meeting on the other end of the phone. At the beginning, she didn't say what to do, but just said she would go out to eat dessert and watch a movie with her, and doubled the price of making a call. At that time, Meng Jinghua's condition took a sharp turn, and Meng Jingtong had no room for consideration and agreed directly.
It rained for days and days, and Li Jiaojiao specially made an appointment with the place where the two met at the back door of the school. There was no bus stop here and it was quite far from the commercial street. Most students rarely went there.
Meng Jingtong also found out that day that Li Jiaojiao was the most eye-catching freshman in their student union.
Since she entered the student union, Meng Jingtong's relationship with men suddenly broke out. Whether it was class, meals, or sitting in the library, there were always male classmates from all walks of life who met him by chance, and then without exception, he began to inquire about Li Jiaojiao's contact information.
But in fact, Meng Jingtong had no idea who Li Jiaojiao was or what she looked like at that time, because Li Jiaojiao had never appeared in the student union, she just had a name.
The result was that such a person who saw the dragon but didn't see the tail, but Meng Jingtong remembered her name in the most prison.
At that time, Li Jiaojiao wore a thin green shirt with a lotus white dress, holding a transparent umbrella on her shoulder and rolling her eyes, her eyes curled like the tenderest willow leaves on the branches in spring.
Hello President, we finally meet again.
The sweet voice made the annoying light rain in spring turn into silence.
I asked me to look up several times, but this is still not the case.
There are really many plots, and there should be quite a few, but it has to be done a little bit. Now the relationship between these two is here, right?
Li Jiaojiao couldn't help it on the spot and laughed directly.
Meng Jingtong's expression was a little stiff. He turned sideways slightly to avoid Li Jiaojiao's gaze and said coldly: Let's start.
It means urging, but he turned to one side of his body, which made the slightly erect lines of his penis more conspicuous.
Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Li Jiaojiao quickly withdrew her gaze, smiled silly twice and adjusted the atmosphere: This is the beginning, this is the beginning.
In fact, Li Jiaojiao didn't really want to touch her, so she made such a request. She really wanted to draw something.
She was originally a casual personality and only liked to do what she liked and paint what she liked, but her daughter Li Maogen was favored by her, and she was not vague about her academic affairs. She had already greeted the professor in the department and asked him to focus on Li Jiaojiao, limiting part of her freedom.
But as the saying goes, if you don’t come to you, you will go to find it, so Li Jiaojiao is here.
As soon as she draws what she is interested in, she quickly draws a draft on the paper with a pencil in her hand, and her eyes jumps back and forth between Meng Jingtong's body and the drawing paper.
But it was strange that Li Jiaojiao's eyes were no longer so hot after she calmed down and painted, but every moment she swept across his skin, it still caused the reaction of his subcutaneous nerves, like an extremely subtle electric current flowing through it. Even if it was just a short moment, it was enough to cause the reaction of the subcutaneous nerves to immediately feed back into the nerve center of the brain.
He could feel the blood in his body gradually moving downward, and the half-awake flesh between his legs soon showed a trend of further awakening.
He took a few deep breaths silently, shifting his eyes to the curtains in front of the window.
He wanted to peel off his thoughts from this room and think of something else to divert his attention, but before the scene in his mind had formed, Li Jiaojiao's eyes once again enveloped him like the strong light of the beach lighthouse, interrupting his original thoughts, and almost forced her to insert her red face and misty eyes into his mind last night.
The next second, he heard Li Jiaojiao laughing again.
President, how do you ask me to draw Ah like this?
His penis was completely erect, standing thick and high in the air. The blue veins hovering above exuded an extremely fierce atmosphere, and the scarlet color seemed to be filled with boiling pulp.
She stretched out her hand to try to hold it, but Meng Jingtong avoided it: Draw whatever she should do.
His brows were tightened, and his disgust for himself increased a new level. Li Jiaojiao saw him standing there, even the muscles in his waist were tense, and he pursed his lips and smiled: No, President Meng Jingtong, have you seen David from whom you are so hard? If you don’t solve it, how can I draw it?Really doing erotic art?
Still need to solve it?
Meng Jingtong glanced at her side, saying, "It won't be solved. If you don't want to draw it, let's talk about it next time."
Li Jiaojiao quickly grabbed his wrist for fear that her bad temper turned around and went back to put on her clothes. Don't, if you don't want to solve it yourself, just think of another way...
She looked at him with big black grape-like eyes. When she blinked, she seemed to be able to blow out the wind. Her hand slid into the palm of her palm along his wrist, and it was small and soft, as if she could hold it hard.
Be honest during menstruation.
Meng Jingtong looked at her unmoved eyes, but Li Jiaojiao's slender fingers took the opportunity to hook into his fingers.
What are you pretending to be the president.She raised her eyebrows slightly and tightened her fingers. She forgot how she came here at the beginning?
At the beginning, the three words made Meng Jingtong return to that rainy spring.
Li Jiaojiao, who was no longer satisfied with Phne sex, finally asked about meeting on the other end of the phone. At the beginning, she didn't say what to do, but just said she would go out to eat dessert and watch a movie with her, and doubled the price of making a call. At that time, Meng Jinghua's condition took a sharp turn, and Meng Jingtong had no room for consideration and agreed directly.
It rained for days and days, and Li Jiaojiao specially made an appointment with the place where the two met at the back door of the school. There was no bus stop here and it was quite far from the commercial street. Most students rarely went there.
Meng Jingtong also found out that day that Li Jiaojiao was the most eye-catching freshman in their student union.
Since she entered the student union, Meng Jingtong's relationship with men suddenly broke out. Whether it was class, meals, or sitting in the library, there were always male classmates from all walks of life who met him by chance, and then without exception, he began to inquire about Li Jiaojiao's contact information.
But in fact, Meng Jingtong had no idea who Li Jiaojiao was or what she looked like at that time, because Li Jiaojiao had never appeared in the student union, she just had a name.
The result was that such a person who saw the dragon but didn't see the tail, but Meng Jingtong remembered her name in the most prison.
At that time, Li Jiaojiao wore a thin green shirt with a lotus white dress, holding a transparent umbrella on her shoulder and rolling her eyes, her eyes curled like the tenderest willow leaves on the branches in spring.
Hello President, we finally meet again.
The sweet voice made the annoying light rain in spring turn into silence.
I asked me to look up several times, but this is still not the case.
There are really many plots, and there should be quite a few, but it has to be done a little bit. Now the relationship between these two is here, right?