Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Feeling that the man was relieved, Jing Tong had a feeling of escape.

"Jiang Yu, is that enough?" She gasped and cried a little in her voice. "It hurts, you let me go!"

However, Jiang Yu still pressed her, and her eyes fell on her chest that was constantly fluctuating because of her gasps.

The woman's thin strappy nightdress quickly wet a large piece, and the little red was even more enchanting, making the fire in his heart more prosperous.

So he leaned over again and opened his mouth...

...

Jing Tong is almost crazy.

The man kept his promise, but did not really treat her, but is there any difference? Is it bad? Not only did he make her chest full of saliva, but later she couldn't help herself, she laid her clothes directly in front of her, and while biting her, she completed a great harmony of life by herself.

She was forced to listen to the whole process, and her face was burning.

In particular, the man was particularly aggressive at that time, and even a faint redness appeared in her eyes. She was afraid of it, and had to admit that he was so sexy, which made her unable to control her tongue.

After the end, the man closed his eyes and gasped, but Jing Tong took advantage of this opportunity to quickly roll away from his arms, his hands around his painful and numb chest, watching him with vigilance and grievances.

The man probably slowed down and finally straightened up.

Jing Tong quickly put aside his face. Fortunately, because of her perspective, although she knew what the man was doing, she didn't see it with her own eyes, so she barely tolerated it. At this time, she didn't want to spoil her eyes.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yu gave a low chuckle, simply sorted it out, and regained his indifferent appearance of abstinence.

"Come here." His voice was hoarse.

"No!" Jing Tong glared angrily at him, "Jiang Yu, do you know? Your image in my heart has completely collapsed!"

"I'm sorry I'm a normal man." He raised an eyebrow. "But if I really have no impulse towards you, I'm afraid you will be disappointed again."

Jing Tong continued to stare at him: "Go away! I don't want to talk to you now!"

Jiang Yu laughed, and stretched out her arms with a long arm.

"Ah!" Jing Tong screamed and shot him, "Don't touch me! Did you wash your hands? Did you wash your hands?"

The man's eyebrows jumped, "Not the same hand."

Jing Tong raised his cheeks, his eyes still alert: "Don't touch your hand with me anyway."

Jiang Yu gave a soft sigh and leaned down, her thin lips pressed against her cheek: "Don't you feel anything at all?"

"Of course!" she complained loudly, "I'm in pain!"

"Except for the pain..." His big palm slid down to the position of her lower abdomen. "Don't you want it at all?"

Jing Tong froze for a moment before reacting, his face suddenly burning.

"No!" she said dryly, "Your skills are so bad, how can I feel?"

He seemed unbelievable, and the big palm pressed twice on the position of her lower abdomen.

"Asshole, don't touch it!" She couldn't care about her chest, and quickly released a hand to go down, "I'm really going to hit someone when you do this again!"

He laughed: "I'm sorry, I may not be skilled enough for the first time, I will continue to work hard next time."

"You still want to be next time!" Jing Tong's face was incredible.

Jiang Yu snorted: "Not only next time, but also next time, next time...a total of countless times."