Peach luck beauty picture

Tong Huizhi's pretty face was hot, she thought that Mo Ji might be tired from the battle with Shao Yijian.She asked softly, "What happened to your sister last night?"

"Last night? No! I slept with my mother all the time." Moji wanted to joke with her.

Tong Huizhi didn't know why he said that, could it be that Shao Yizhen disagreed, did this little villain use force?Her expression suddenly became richer, and she scolded: "Is it because your sister disagrees, and you are hard on her overlord?" After speaking, she pinched Little Moji fiercely.

When Moji heard this, where is this?He said dissatisfiedly: "Mom, do you think Jier is that kind of person?" His hands were kneading on Tong Huizhi's big white rabbit, kneading and poking the hard purple grape, Her delicate body became weak from the stimulation.

"Little...bad guy, don't tease...mommy mom, mom is too old to...can't stand...your torment!" For Moji's touch, she liked and was afraid at the same time, besides, it was already dark, if she was Shao Yizhen and that little girl Xuemei found out, what will they do in the future?

Moji poured Shao Yizhen's essence last night, maybe there are not many stocks in Niao Niao, and the interest is not very high.He put his head into Tong Huizhi's chest, hunched over the soft big white rabbit for a while, and said affectionately: "Mom's arms are just comfortable."

Tong Huizhi stroked his face, and said with a mocking smile: "There is no one like you, who is about to marry a daughter-in-law, and still hugs her mother's arms like this. If others see it, it's strange if you don't laugh at the dead! "

"I don't care, I didn't do it when I was a child, and now I have to make up for it twice!" Mo Ji had a rascal look on his face.

"I've seen a rascal, but I've never seen a rascal like you!" Although Tong Huizhi said that, he was still very happy in his heart. At such an age, there is such a young boy who is attached to her. Can you be unhappy? ?A wave of maternal instinct welled up and held his head in his arms.

Moggie's head was held tightly in her hands, and the big mouth was just next to a thick grape.He said with a wicked smile, "Mom, I want to eat your Nana."

Tong Huizhi's eyes rolled wildly for a while, she patted the big head that was shrunk in her arms, and said with a smile: "Bad boy, I still want to eat Nai at such an age! Mom doesn't have Nai Shui anymore."

Moji looked like he would not give up until he reached his goal, and hugged restlessly in her arms, and said rascally: "I don't care, how can there be a son who doesn't eat his mother's water?"

Tong Huizhi couldn't entangle him, so he had to put a grape to his mouth, and said with a smile: "Bad boy, suck it yourself, it's up to you whether you can suck it out or not."

He opened his mouth to hold the thick bump, feeling extremely happy.Tong Huizhi was really kind to his son, and he had been listening to him from last night until now.I thought: I must treat her well in the future.Like a child, he was sucking happily, and there was a "click" sound from time to time, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

Tong Huizhi looked at Moji in her arms angrily and amusedly, maybe he really lacked maternal love when he was a child, and now he came to her arms to look for maternal love.Her feelings towards Moji were very complicated, sometimes with a woman's longing, wanting his comfort, sometimes treating him as her own son, thinking that his touching was a kind of debauchery, and rejecting it.

Moji was nibbling on the grapes while stroking her buttocks with his hands.Due to his temperament, he said vaguely: "Mom, your buttocks are so sensual."

Tong Huizhi laughed and scolded: "You bad boy, you can't keep your mouth shut even if you eat you!" Suddenly there was a "slap", and his buttocks were slapped firmly by his mother.

When Moji's hand brushed between Tong Huizhi's thighs, he felt a trace of wet steam, and he certainly knew what it was, and said in pretended surprise: "Oh, mom, why are your thighs wet?" ?”

Tong Huizhi despised Moji infinitely in his heart, and at this moment, he wanted to smother him to death in his arms!If it was during dinner last night, she still believed in Moji's purity, but after the mess in the bathroom last night, she fully understood how Moji behaved.Being touched and chewed by him, which woman can bear it?Could it be that he really didn't understand the moist secret water gushing out from the secret passage between her legs?

Since he pretends to be innocent, let him go.She smiled embarrassedly "hehe", and said, "Maybe it's because the temperature in the bed is high, and my thighs are sweating."

Moji was secretly amused. He showed great care for his mother at the moment, and wanted to squeeze his hand into the middle.How could Tong Huizhi let his plot succeed?He clamped his thigh tightly, not giving an inch.

The thief Moji said with a smile: "Mom, Jill help you wipe off your sweat, or you will catch a cold."

Regarding Moji's scoundrel, she had no choice, but she finally had a son who was handsome and easy-going, so she doted on him more, and as long as it wasn't too much, she always let it go.Do you agree to help mother wipe sweat like this?She shyly said: "Jier is good, mother can come by herself." Now she was a little annoyed with herself: why did she have to talk about sweating without mentioning so many reasons?

Moji said coquettishly: "Let Jill do something small for mom, okay?" While talking, he squeezed his hands between his thighs.

Tong Huizhi weakly loosened his tight thighs, and the shame on his face could fall off.It's just that she wasn't ready yet. Thinking about it, she had already held Moji's little brother many times, why didn't he allow him to touch the little sister?

Seeing her open her legs, Moji quickly stretched her hands in.I feel that the disaster there has reached the point of urgency.He laughed and said, "Mom, you sweat a lot!"

Tong Huizhi was so ashamed that she wanted to drill a hole in the ground, her eyes closed and opened, opened and closed, her eyelashes trembled one after another, and said weakly: "Ji'er, hurry up if you want to wipe your mother's sweat, don't Talk too much."

Moji's thief wiped the ditch with his hands, the so-called "pull out the radish and bring out the mud". Although there is no radish and no mud now, there is still water. Countless water juice gushes out, it seems to be more than the original one!He smiled badly and said, "Mom, it seems that the water here can't be wiped off, and it's getting more and more hot."

Tong Huizhi felt shy and ashamed when he heard Mo Ji, the little rascal's dirty words, and thought to himself: This little rascal is too hateful, how dare he say anything and do anything?I also blame myself for being too accommodating to him.