Dragon Ball Guilty

In the warehouse, Feng Zi yawned, her eyelids trembled a little, and her vision was a little hazy. Feng Zi looked at the night outside the window. It was already very late. Although he was a person who could do anything for the sake of cultivation, he was still a human being of flesh and blood. He also needed to rest and sleep.

After Feng Zi returned to Bulma's house, because it was late at night, although he was a reckless person, he also knew that waking others up so late was disgusting. So, Feng Zi moved her hands and feet, sneakily, like a thief, and walked up the stairs without making any sound.

Glancing at the pitch-black corridor, Feng Zi scratched his head. In such a dark night, without turning on the lights, it would be difficult to distinguish the east, west, east, and west, let alone find the room where he slept.

Feng Zi came to the door and said to himself in a doubtful tone: "Well, I remember my room, it should be here, right?" Feng Zi has always been a person who doesn't care about trivial matters. Small things are nerve-wracking. Without thinking too much, Feng Zi opened the door and walked in carelessly.

"Ha~" Feng Zi yawned again, his eyelids were very heavy, he walked to the bed and fell down softly.

Feng Zi lay on the bed, breathing evenly after a while. Because the training during the day was overloaded, she was very tired both physically and mentally, but now she was asleep.

On the bed, Feng Zi's sleeping posture was very dishonest, and her body turned over and over. Of course, this was all unconscious behavior. Drowsily, Feng Zi felt that there seemed to be a soft thing next to her. She thought it was a pillow or quilt, so she reached out and hugged it.

Very soft! Feng Zi had such a dream. In the dream, he was holding a steamed bun the size of a basin in his hand. On the table in front of him, there were various kinds of food, all of which he liked to eat. , and there are many, many, inexhaustible.

Feng Zi thought that what she caught in her hand was the steamed bun she dreamed about in her dream, so she squeezed it hard a few times, and it turned out that it was as soft and tactile as the steamed bun...

"Yeah." Next to Feng Zi, on the same bed, there was an unexpected murmur. This voice was very charming. If Feng Zi was awake, she would definitely find that at the other end of the bed was the real owner of this room - Bulma.

What Feng Zi is holding now is none other than Bulma's soft breasts. It seems to feel good in her hands. She kneads them from time to time. For a while, Bulma's breasts are in Feng Zi's thick palms. changing shape.

In her dream, Feng Zi was devouring rich food, constantly stuffing things into her mouth, as if she had been hungry for several days, eating tirelessly... At this time, Feng Zi felt a little salty in her mouth, I ate too much greasy food, but I was thirsty.

"It would be great if there was a glass of water!" Feng Zi thought in her heart, and immediately a drink that looked delicious appeared in her dream.

On the bed, Feng Zi, who was sleeping, pulled over Bulma who was also sleeping sweetly on the side, and pressed her against the dream. Feng Zi put her mouth to him, and the one facing his mouth was Bulma's red lips.

What a coincidence, what a coincidence. At this time, the two of them were facing each other, and their bodies were pressed together. But the most terrible thing was that Bulma's little mouth was actually attached to Feng Zi's mouth...

Gorgeous! What a gorgeous scene! Feng Zi's mouth and Bulma's lips came into close contact. For a moment, Feng Zi felt nothing, and Bulma felt nothing either. The two kissed each other unconsciously.

In the dream, Feng Zi drank the drink in the cup, swallowed it "Gulong, Gulong", wiped his mouth, and then said: "It tastes so good!" After that, he continued to drink the drink in the cup. Strangely, the capacity of this cup is not very large. It seems to have no end. No matter how hard Feng Zi drinks, he can't drink it clean.

"Hmm... hum..." Feng Zi kept sucking, and the fragrance in Bulma's mouth was like a delicious drink in a dream, and Feng Zi claimed it under the contact of his tongue. The two pairs of tongues were like water snakes, grazing and grinding... they were fleeting in each other's mouths, and the water and latex melted into contact, causing both of them to feel excited.

In the dream, Feng Zi was tired from eating. It was the first time that he was tired from eating. There was no other reason. Whatever the food on the table asked him to think about, something would immediately appear. It was weird and magical, but Feng Zi It's in a dream, so I don't care about it deliberately.

"What is this? Soap?" Feng Zi saw an inexplicable extra soap in his hand, and the scene in front of him completely changed. It was no longer the luxurious dinner just now, but a bathtub, and what he was holding , it was a piece of soap for bathing.

Feng Zi and Bulma were still kissing, both of them were in a daze, not sure what was happening in reality. At this moment, Feng Zi did a bold thing. He was taking off his clothes, and he was taking off Bulma's clothes...

"What clothes should I wear in the shower?" After Feng Zi and Bulma separated their mouths, they talked vaguely in their sleep while pulling down Bulma's clothes with her hands.

(Sweat, I haven’t written about Mei in a long time, and my technique is a bit rusty. Haha, I will continue to update tomorrow.)