Chapter 8 You are so delicious, I want to do it

Kong Jiayang is simply a beast in clothes. He doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and runs to other people's rooms and sleeps in other people's beds to do evil.

Kong Jiayang, I tell you, don’t touch me!I raised my momentum to teach him a lesson.

But my warning was completely useless to him, and Kong Jiayang still put his big hand into my pajamas and fanned the flames everywhere.

I don't.Kong Jiayang replied with two words lightly, buried his head in my shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "You smell so good."

After a pause, I said two more words, wanting to do it.

The simple and straightforward words made my nerves tense up. I said irritatedly like a cat with hair blown out: Shower gel is also fragrant, why don’t you do it with shower gel!

I was furious, but he just laughed in a low voice, and he made a big move: I can't scream shower gel, you can, and I screamed so loudly.

One pun.

You... shut up!

I don’t care about him, I want to strangle him to death now!

Just when I was about to have a serious attack, Kong Jiayang suddenly turned over and pressed me under his body, holding his hands on both sides of my hair, and looking at me from a high place.

Although he was clearly in such a pressured position, his face was full of weakness.

I stared at his harmless face, as if the person who was still teasing me was not him.

His eyes were like vaguely paint, blinking, but his pity looked like a well-behaved little sheep.

I knew he was pretending, but I still felt soft-hearted.

Kong Jiayang, don’t look at me with this kind of eyes.I unnaturally avoided his gaze and felt my face burning.

Fortunately, Xiaoye's lights were dim, otherwise he would have seen the blush on my face.

Instead of listening to me, he became even worse, deliberately in a lost tone and was tragic in front of me: Chuchu, we haven't done it for two months, and I feel like I'm almost sick.

The last time we did it, he was protecting me in front of his aunt. When we came home and entered the door, we looked in front of us. He kissed me, but I didn't refuse, and what happened naturally happened later.

It's been two months.

As he said this, his rebellious hand took advantage of the situation to get into my pajamas, and his slightly cool fingertips rubbed ambiguously on my thighs. I looked at his fascinating face, and there was wetness underneath.

Chuchu, you want to do it too, want to be fucked by me, want to be with me in the bathroom, in front of the mirror, or even on the balcony... right?

He held an angel's face, but there was a demon's whisper. As he said, the scenes he said appeared in my mind.

... Want to do it.

It's finished.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Kong Jiayang lowered his head and kissed me. His kissing skills were very good, and I couldn't resist him at all. In addition, the tip of my nose was full of his breath, so my head became dizzy and my whole body became soft.

He has always been very good at pleasing people in this kind of thing, and he also clearly remembers my sensitivity. Not long after, I was defeated under his offensive.

As soon as I think of Kong Jiayang coming into my body immediately, I can't help but feel the tide in the center of my legs.

Kong Jiayang couldn't help it anymore, put on a condom and came in gently and slowly. His movements were so harsh that I couldn't help but hum.

I grabbed the bed sheet, looked at his angular face in front of me, and urged him: Kong...Kong Jiayang... hurry up... it's too slow...

He raised his eyebrows and said in a very explosive and humble manner: Hurry up?Who said that I was slowing down last time?Call me husband, I'll hurry up.

Indeed, last time, and last time, I said something like letting him slow down. I didn’t expect that he would hold grudges so much and shamelessly use this to threaten me.

Kong Jiayang in front of him looked proud, looking like you could do anything to me, he... He is really impatient to live!

I originally planned to swear to death, but Kong Jiayang, a man, understood my little thoughts clearly and gasped in my ears for a moment. I couldn't stand it if I acted coquettishly.

After all, who can resist a big hook with a pair of flashing eyes, rubbing your nose with your nose, and panting in your ears to call your name, and said with grievance that you just call me once, just once, and I will be happy for several days if you call me?

How many faces does Kong Jiayang have?

I still screamed. As my breathing and he and I were pounding, I heard my throat making a sound like a pounding sound.

Kong Jiayang is a profiteer. After succeeding, he immediately turned against him and changed into that slutty face. Ah?What did you say?I didn't hear it clearly.

As he said that, he pushed hard.

Kong Jiayang, you...you are so shameless!

I was so angry that I gritted my teeth and raised my hand to pound his shoulder. Unexpectedly, he hissed, wrinkled his face in response, and his tone suddenly became heavy and serious: This part of my shoulder was injured two days ago and has not healed yet...

Sorry... Did you hurt when you hit me just now?I feel guilty and anxious, how could I get hurt?

...I'm lying to you.

Kong Jiayang!You will die at my hands one day!

He suddenly disappeared. Under the yellow and dim light of the night light, the cunning smile on Kong Jiayang's face gradually disappeared, and a pair of black and white eyes stared at me, and his eyes... were full of affection and love.

I couldn't tell whether the emotions in his eyes were true or not. I only knew that at this moment, he was in front of me, and he was all pretending to be in my heart.

I... like Kong Jiayang a little.

But I never told him.

Is he the same as I think?

When he was having sex with me in front of others and making some unknown jokes with me, did he take the opportunity to really express a little different relationship to me?

Kong Jiayang was silent for a while, stared at me affectionately, and spoke again: Chuchu, call me husband.

I was fascinated by his current appearance and shouted very well: Husband.

He smiled as if he was relieved, his eyes gradually turned red. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of my mouth, and said in a self-deprecating tone in my ear: Chuchu Ah, I will die in your hands today.

Five seconds later, when he pinched my waist and moved wide open and closed, and I wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, I understood what he meant.