Sweetheart,Don't run away

The end of retreating again and again was that she had no way to go and forced herself to the root of the wall. Men laugh with fun. Approached, he is not anxious to close, but took up her little hand, let her hand, close to his chest.

Feeling his beating heart, seeing a scar left by him after he was shot last time, and a sour nose, this man, after all, went to the United States because he wanted to get rid of his inner entanglement and was shot.

She panted and wanted to take her hand down, but the man insisted on it.

Pull her, he let her small hand, gently stroked his chest, and then along the golden section line, sliding down his chest and abdomen, and then sliding to the outside, along his thin waist curve, slowly sliding down.

I don't know how many times it is. In the end, anyway, she sleeps a little unconscious. When she wakes up again, she is awakened by a man.

It's also because she's hungry.

"Wife, get up to eat, be good, get up to eat and then sleep. We haven't had dinner yet. If you don't eat, get up first. "

She opened her eyes wearily. They were sore.

"What time is it?" She asked in a low voice.

"It's almost nine o'clock. Are you hungry

Back, he helped her up. She hissed and felt that she had been beaten in several places.

The man is too heavy. That's disgusting.

He kisses her several times. I don't know whether it's persuasion or apology. Just now, it's really a bit heavy to start, but it's not this little guy. He didn't cooperate so much at that time.

"I made some noodles. Get up and have some first."

She couldn't help laughing when she looked at the simple noodles, such as poached eggs, green vegetables, chopped green onions, minced meat, ham and so on. This man, can't he just do this. I apologized to her last time and cooked a bowl of noodles for her. This time it's the same bowl of noodles. Is this a disguised apology.

"My arm has no strength." Sazhaojiao, she tooted her mouth to look at him. "I can't hold the bowl or the chopsticks."

"Then I'll feed you!" He answered the question with ease.

There was something sweet in her heart. However, she shook her head when she saw the sea bowl, which was obviously bigger than her bowl and also contained noodles.

"You eat first, or the noodles will soon burn. Just right. I'll go to the bathroom first. I'm so sticky. It's hard for me! "

The man took her to the bathroom. He was going to wash it for her, but she didn't agree with anything. Man wolf sex is so full, she will not be silly to ask him to wash now, when this wolf sex big hair, can be finished.

"You go to eat noodles quickly, otherwise, the dough will not taste good after a while. You eat first, and I'll wait for you to feed me. I'll wash myself."

When the man heard this, he took advantage of it in his heart. He held the back of her head and gave her a tongue kiss. Then he walked out, leaving her blushing, heartbeating and soft hands.

I wanted to find a pajama to wear, but as soon as the man saw her coming out, he put down the sea bowl and came to hold her again. She felt that he was like a robber blocking the road.

After he gently put it on the bed, she aimed at the sea bowl on one side. There's not much left of the noodles. There's plenty of soup. When she looked at the clear soup with some scallion, she felt thirsty. The feeling of hunger seemed to be obvious.

In fact, this man's craftsmanship is not bad, but he seldom cooks. After all, people like him, why do they have to do it by themselves? If they have money, they will not have anything, and most of them are self delivered food.

She reached out and pointed to his bowl. I licked my tongue a little. It seems that after such a disturbance, the stomach is really hungry. Looking at the soup, it's like a fish dying of thirst. "Well, give me some soup. I'm a little thirsty."

He laughed, put the bowl over, fed her a few mouthfuls, and then wheezed, quickly ate up the rest of the noodles, turned around and brought her bowl over.

Because it took some time, the noodles expanded a little, so there was less soup. She did not, let him help her eat several chopsticks, revealed the soup, just a small grin happily start, eat up. But I didn't ask the man to feed me. I just asked him to help me hold the bowl. At last, she ate a bowl of noodles so clean that there was no soup left. Men are happy when they look at them. Recently, this appetite has been raised. In the past, where can a small appetite eat such a large bowl of noodles? It can only eat one-third at most.

in a man's words, the size of this appetite depends on the cultivation. If she eats more, the appetite will grow up. In those days, she was unwilling to eat and resisted eating, so she didn't want to eat It's hard to eat. But now it's different.

"If you want, I'll do it for you." That doting tone can make all women drunk.She frowned happily and shook her head. "It's just right. If I don't eat any more, it will be hard. Do you want to cultivate a pig for me? It won't look good when I get fat."

"You look good only if you are a little fat. You are still too thin. During this period of time, I have managed to provide such a little meat, so I have to stick to it. Don't be too thin. No matter how fat you eat, my husband likes it."

Aimeng beat the man's uninjured chest and said with a smile, "you will spoil me."

"You are my woman. I should spoil you. I don't spoil you. What if someone takes you away? Look at Jinghao, who is still covetous."

AI Meng smiles, nests in the man's arms, and then stretches his little arm and stretches his waist.

The man put the bowl aside, one side of the head, saw some should not see, that range, not bath towel can stop. There is a spark in his eyes.

She felt nothing and threw herself on the bed with a sigh of relief. It's really comfortable to have enough to eat and drink. I was hungry just now, but now I'm full. It's really good.

That small appearance with a smile, full of unspeakable laziness, can let people see, followed by heart warm.

That half of the landing of a leg, also follow the sway ah sway, but also add a bit of soft. The little feet are mischievous. Sometimes they open their fingers and sometimes they curl up.