Endless Pampering Only For You

The two are still arguing, so how can you pay attention to other things?

It was dumbfounded that Yin Shaojie felt that something soft was touching his chest, and he looked down subconsciously.

When Mu Xiaoxiao was arguing with him, the collar of his clothes was naturally messed up. At this time, when he looked down from above, he saw two white breasts, which looked good and seductive.

He suddenly felt dry and dry, swallowed, his eyes fluttered away, and his movements loosened her naturally.

"You ..." What he wanted to say, but the seductive picture just broke into his head and made his chest throb.

This time, he didn't insist on asking the question just now.

Instead, Mu Xiaoxiao himself said, "I just went to a bowling room to play with him. That place is quite far from the school. It has been more than an hour by bus."

"Um." Yin Shaoxi responded perfunctoryly, apparently not paying attention to this topic.

Mu Xiaoxiao sat down next to her, and she just sweated for a while. She couldn't help glaring at him and complained, "It's all your fault, what's wrong, it made me sweat, and I have to wash it again. Take a shower. "

Yin Shaojie adjusted herself before sitting down next to her, her arm hit her, and asked, "Do you remember, what did you like best as a kid?"

"What?" Mu Xiaoxiao sat side by side with him, leaned on the sofa, and turned to look at him.

The two just stared at each other.

Yin Shaoxian suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You don't remember what you like, and give you three opportunities."

"Guess what, is there any benefit?" Mu Xiaoxiao smiled slyly.

"Huh, you guessed it."

He deliberately sold Guanzi, then took out his mobile phone, hid it beside her, and wrote a text message to whom.

"When I was young? How young?" She asked.

"It's something you've liked since you were a kid, and you still like it now." He reminded her without hesitation.

Mu Xiaoxiao blinked like black grapes and guessed, "Ice cream?"

Yin Shaoxi laughed and squeezed her cheek. "Just thinking about eating, aren't you afraid of becoming a fat girl?"

"Not eating?" Mu Xiaoxiao noticed this.

"Well, it's not food."

Mu Xiaoxiao pointed his finger to his lips and looked clueless. He said, depressed, "I like a lot of things, how can you guess! I won't guess! You tell me directly, hurry up!"

She shuddered and dragged his clothes.

At this time, Yin Shaojie's cell phone rang, and he connected it, tilted his head aside, lest she be heard.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt pussy, so he rushed up, grabbed his shoulder, and went up to overhear.

"Well, now, let's get started."

But the conversation ended in only ten seconds, and she couldn't hear anything at all.

"What's the beginning?" Mu Xiaoxiao stared at him curiously and expectantly, always feeling that he seemed to surprise her.

Yin Shaojiu's **** thin lips curled up, and she smiled handsomely and charmingly, and said, "Aren't you disappointed that my apology is not sincere? I'll prepare a gift for your apology this time. If you like, forgive me, OK?"

"Then ... Let ’s see what the gift is, let's say it!" Mu Xiaoxiao pretended to be a gesture, but in fact, she was already happy. From childhood to age, Yin Shaoyu prepared her gifts, and she did not like it because he I remember what she likes.