Match Made in Heaven

Lin Shuiyao thought it funny, "Mr. Li, what kind of elegant word would you say about pee?"

Teacher Li Junmo, "..."

"Don't digress the subject!" Li Junmo took out the yellow card, "what is this, Lin Shuiyao, who gave you the courage?"

Lin Shuiyao takes a look at the yellow card. It's very familiar. There is a woman wearing exposed clothes on the card. The hotel's door-to-door service also says 200 yuan for one night. All aspects of service guarantee your satisfaction.

Lin Shuiyao recognized it. This is what she left him.

"Eh, Mr. Li, why is your face so smelly? Is the service not satisfactory?" Then Lin Shuiyao put a pretty and bright face in front of Li Junmo, and slowly approached him, looking at his gentle and lustful face.

As soon as they got close, Li Junmo smelled the fragrance of her body, which was like poppy, making him addicted.

He remembered the last kiss that held her down in the club

Li Junmo throat rolling, "I don't want this small card, give it back to you!"

Lin Shuiyao seems to be a little angry with him. It seems that she has tarnished his reputation with a card. This man is not young, but he is still a pure boy.

Lin Shuiyao thought it was funny to tease him. She immediately spread her hand to him, "OK, then you can give me another thing."

"What is it? "

" it's the inflatable doll I gave you. " Lin Shuiyao looked at him with a pair of black and moving eyes. How pure and innocent he was, how charming he was. He was so pure and lustful. "Mr. Li, you should not have Have you enjoyed it? "

“…”

The woman's mouth also spit out how many shameless words, Li Junmo that pair of Danfeng eyes are Yin down.

"Forget it. It's not a shame to enjoy it. Don't worry. I'll tell others. Mr. Li, I have something else to do. I'll go first." Lin Shuiyao left with her feet raised.

Today, Lin Shuiyao is wearing a coat. Inside the coat is a white dress. It's split, and it's a little high. As soon as she steps on her legs, the two thin white jade legs are looming.

Li Junmo is stimulated by her pupil a shrink.

He quickly stretched out his palm and clasped her slender wrist, and said with a deep sneer, "Lin Shuiyao, what skirt did you wear to go out?"

Lin Shuiyao was going to go out, but now he left her. Her patience had been exhausted, and her bright and moving face was indifferent. "Mr. Li, how much do you mean by making such a fuss?"

Li Junmo shakes her hand and throws her directly to the washstand.

Lin Shuiyao's face is colder and she stands firm. At this time, the man's 1.87 meter tall is pressed over. One big palm locks her willow like waist and the other falls on her split skirt.

"Lin Shuiyao, you really don't have any self-consciousness. You dress like this, and you think you are a little girl?" Li Junmo's gloomy lock on her.

Lin Shuiyao twisted her eyebrows. The age of a woman is taboo. It's none of his business whether she is a little girl or not!

"Mr. Li, are you sure you want to discuss the skirt with me? Your idea is too feudal and conservative. Now women wear it like this. What's the matter with bare legs?"

Li Junmo loosened her willow waist and looked down at the woman's two jade legs, especially straight and tight.