Bliss God of War

80. A lot of hot people

Hua Jianyu couldn't help shrinking his neck, and the whole neck suddenly turned red, as if Di Qinglin's lips immediately ignited Hua Jianyu's whole body.

Between half pushing and half pushing, Hua Jianyu's soft little hand began to move up and down.

It was already swollen to the extreme, and then touched by Hua Jianyu's weak and boneless little hand, the feeling of carefreeness is absolutely indescribable.

Suddenly, Hua Jianyu felt the hard object in his hand swell a lot, and his heart was shocked, "Why is his thing so big!!!"

While marveling at Di Qinglin's majesty, Hua Jianyu was also a little proud of being able to make Di Qinglin so emotional. After all, all women have vanity, and because of Bai Jinsheng's practice, Hua Jianyu had indeed been left out in the cold. After a long time, Hua Jianyu no longer has so many scruples.

"Anyway, Lin'er will not be an outsider in the future, so why not just... just... let him follow his wish." The barrier in Hua Jianyu's heart suddenly collapsed, and five jade-like fingers began to rub up and down.

Hua Jianyu has dabbled in seductive arts, and is already a mature and beautiful woman. When he is in a good mood, his hand skills come naturally, gently rubbing, slowly rubbing, and he still loses no time to scratch the most sensitive end of the hard object.

As a result, Di Qinglin, who was enjoying this kind of thing for the first time, couldn't bear it any longer. He couldn't help hugging Hua Jianyu's slender waist with a pair of big hands, his lower body swelled, and gusts of yang energy erupted.

"Ah!" Di Qinglin let out a comfortable low voice.

"Ah!" The scalding liquid also made Hua Jianyu make a Shen Yin-like voice, "A lot! It's so hot!"

The entire eruption process lasted for a while, and then it stopped slowly. During the whole process, Zhonghua Jianyu's tender hands were always pressing on the hard object, and Hua Jianyu did not feel disgusted by the liquid, but instead An inexplicable expectation.

"Sister Yu, yes... I'm sorry..." Di Qinglin felt a little embarrassed when he felt that their skin was sticky.

Hua Jianyu gave Di Qinglin a tender look, and said, "Don't move around, be careful not to get it on your clothes, and we'll see how you compete on stage later."

Hua Jianyu reached out and took out a fragrant handkerchief from his bosom, and carefully wiped it for Di Qinglin. The rubbing of the light gauze and tender hands made Di Qinglin's lower body tense, and the hard object jumped up suddenly after venting just now.

Hua Jianyu was both surprised and loved, and couldn't help pinching it lightly.

"Be honest, don't waste too much on this kind of thing." Hua Jianyu said with a blushing face, "Hurry up and get on stage, don't keep Linger waiting!"

After enjoying Hua Jianyu's aftermath, Di Qinglin was even more energetic. He breathed into Hua Jianyu's ear and whispered, "After I win a big victory, Sister Yu will reward my younger brother well!"

Then Di Qinglin didn't wait for Hua Jianyu to speak, jumped onto the high platform, and went to participate in the competition.

Hua Jianyu's ears turned red, and it was impossible to refuse, "This cunning brat ran away after messing with me, this is..."

Feeling that the wet and tender hands were still sticky, Hua Jianyu felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to go back and wash it off quickly, but the smell full of masculinity made Hua Jianyu uncontrollably a little distracted, wishing he could . . .