Kiss You, Sweetheart

There are two compartments. In one compartment, there is the sound of toilet flushing. It should be song Zhixin inside.

Miaobao leaned on the washing table with a drunken expression and half narrowed eyes, very charming.

When the door of the compartment was opened, song Zhixin raised his eyes slightly, and saw meow Bao leaning on the washing table. He was slightly stunned. This is the men's room.

A wisp of intoxicating fragrance, Miao Bao a lake blue dress, like the sea blue, beautiful! At the same time, the white silk scarf on her neck suddenly slipped slightly, stroked her body and fell to the ground, like a piece of new snow at her feet.

Every place is breathtaking.

Song Zhixin did not move, but his eyes were deep. His eyes are naturally funny and charming.

Miao Bao's waist was slightly twisted, and the charming song Zhixin hooked his fingers and said, "come on

Song Zhixin can't be regarded as a passer-by. With an interesting smile around her mouth, she takes a few steps and walks up to miaobao.

The fragrance of his body is very comfortable. Under the thin single clothes, the chest muscles are bulging. Meow Bao secretly praised him. He thought that his body would be weak if he was beautiful. He didn't expect that he would be so strong.

The best, the best man!

For this kind of man, we should take the initiative to attack.

Miaobao stretched out his slender arm and stopped at his chin. His fingers gently touched song Zhixin's lips, with a touch of electric current like friction. Then, the finger belly slid down inch by inch, pulling the current, sliding through song Zhixin's neck, neck socket, and finally touching his chest.

The whole process is long and attractive, but song Zhixin's expression has not changed at all, and his mouth has always kept the symbolic charming smile.

Light rather, like waiting for meow treasure can play out what pattern.

Meow Bao's finger belly, slightly forced, in his strong chest gently pressed, strength just to the appropriate comfort, voice hook Soul: "about?"

It's more direct and attractive to deal with the playboy who lingers in the flowers.

They're all adults. There's no need to cover them up.

Song Zhixin dropped his eyes slightly, leaned slightly, and pressed on miaobao's body. The warm breath sprayed on her face. Miao Bao's heart moved and instinctively shrunk to avoid song Zhixin's body.

It's just such a small action, with some slight resistance, that makes song Zhixin's eyes narrow into a slit.

If she really wants to seduce him, then when he presses up, she will not hide but welcome him. But she even hid. Such a woman must have other purposes.

Miaobao soon realized his flaws and quickly welcomed him, but song Zhixin had straightened his body, and his voice was a little chilly: "the play was pretty good."

Meow Bao

See through her so quickly? This man is really an old fox.

However, it is impossible to retreat so easily. This kind of man, rich and handsome, read countless beautiful women, attack husband enough. She saw that song Zhixin was not wearing the amulet on his neck.

That means that the amulet must be at home. She must let him take her away tonight.

As a result, he leans on Song Zhixin's body more coquettishly, encircling his waist weakly, and his voice tempts him a little bit