I carried me to the bed, and I wanted to sleep for a while.
Zhao Xinya said lazily that she didn't want to move at all now, she just wanted to sleep lazily, but her posture was not comfortable now.
The little ghost came out from under the wife's legs and looked at the woman with a straight body. He was not very confident that he could hold this cute lady up.
Zhao Xinya is very tall, half a head taller than Xiao Gui, and has a large skeleton, big breasts and big buttocks, and her weight is not light.
If it were Qi Hong, the little ghost would not be under pressure. Qi Hong is the style of a Jiangnan woman, petite and delicate, not much taller than the little ghost.
The little ghost stepped on the ground with one foot, kneeled on the bed with one leg, and his arm penetrated through the wife's back, while his other arm hugged his wife's fat buttocks.
This kind of hug is different from the feeling of being pressed by the lady under his crotch. It seems that in this way, he will feel the strength that he longs for in his heart.
He used force to his waist and abdomen, and raised his arms suddenly, and the little ghost used all his strength to feed his breasts.
The lady cooperated and put her arms around the boy's neck like an octopus, allowing the little ghost to lift the woman up smoothly.
Holding the lady, the little ghost felt not relaxed, but it was not as heavy as expected. Perhaps looking at the beautiful woman's body would make the man develop a lot of strength out of thin air.
He put the wife tremblingly and covered her with a quilt. The little ghost gently came to the wife's side, knelt down, looking at her not-so-beautiful face, and she became a little crazy as she looked at her.
This is the first time that the little devil has refused so close and stared at his wife so boldly. He thought that it would be a very happy thing to live like this for the rest of his life in the future.
His nose was shiny, and his lips still had the smell of his wife's body fluids. He couldn't help but touch his lips with his hands, then touched his nose again, and smiled foolishly.
When something happens, it is like breaking a window paper. The moral ravines that originally lie between the two began to melt until they collapsed.
These days, the little ghost has been recuperating. His workload has been greatly reduced to prevent him from getting hurt due to work. After all, the little ghost is sensitive to the wounds. If he is distracted, it will affect the happiness of both of them in their lives.
However, there is one thing that cannot be stopped and must be recruited.
That is the rule that Zhao Xinya set when the little ghost entered the house. As long as she was at home, the little ghost's knees could not leave the ground. This also reminded the little ghost not to forget his identity, and did not feel arrogant and extravagant because his wife reduced his workload.
This is particularly rare. A boy who felt the subtle feelings between men and women for the first time did not make him confused. Thinking about it, Zhao Xinya felt very puzzled.
If someone else was replaced, my nose would have to be raised to the sky.
In order to prevent Yu Weiran, Zhao Xinya decided to do something, and no matter whether there are any bad signs, she had to suppress it.
It was another dusk, and the night came as promised.
Zhao Xinya changed into a newly bought black tight vest, patent leather long-sleeved pullover shirt, black leather shorts, and then put on black long boots over the knee, leaving only a snow-white thigh, which is sexy and charming, and also full of wildness, giving a sense of heroism.
This is due to Zhao Xinya's deep temperament. Although she is average in appearance, she always gives people a calm, generous, arrogant and stingy attitude.
The little ghost looked at his wife curiously. Although it was not the first time he saw her wife looking for some clothes to try out for clothing when she was free, she felt different today. She was always rushing around and worried.
Sure enough, just as the little ghost was worried, the wife changed her clothes and walked to the little ghost.
The little ghost was still kneeling in the middle of the living room stupidly. It was not until the wife stood in front of him that she realized. Nono said: Madam, she looks so beautiful today.
This is not a deliberate flattery, but a little devil's words from the heart.
However, Zhao Xinya doesn't think so.
Being presumptuous and learning to be slick. If you don’t hit you for a few days, will your skin become tight?
The lady looked at the little ghost condescendingly, with disdain in her eyes.
Feeling that the wife was not just talking, the little ghost couldn't help feeling her skin tight, and even the bruises on her lower body were vaguely painful.
Could it be a slap?
The little devil thought to himself, and he was actually a little expectant.
You are really a slut. Why? After being beaten once, you can't be addicted? Have you been so kind to you recently that you have forgotten your identity? Tell me, what are you doing?Why is it here with me?
Zhao Xinya's mouth raised slightly, with one hand on her waist and the other hand on her back, pressing her hips on her body, giving her a slim feeling.
I am the lady's nanny, please don't get angry.
Just a nanny?
Zhao Xinya bent down and suddenly cleared her throat. She spitted a mouthful of fragrant saliva on the ground. Then she straightened her waist, squinted her eyes, and said coldly: Now, I give you two choices, one is to accept the punishment of slapping, and the other is to lick the phlegm stains on the floor. You can choose it yourself.
The little ghost looked over at his wife's mouthful of incense and felt a little moved, but she wanted to try it out, but the wife proposed these two options. Does she hope to choose which one she wanted to choose?
For the little devil, the most important thing now is to understand the wife's thoughts. As for his own thoughts and dignity, he had long been thrown into Guawa Country.
This is how people are. When they experience a disastrous or even shame, they either rise up or sink into depravity, and there is almost no third choice.
During the past month, Xiao Gui has been with his wife, doing things and talking on his knees. Before he knew it, he has put down his natural self-esteem in life, especially when the slap in the face, which has even abolished his temper. Now, even if Zhao Xinya makes more excessive demands, Xiao Gui will execute it without fail.
Of course, not everyone will be like the little ghost, who can endure humiliation without rebelling, and is full of slavery and obedient to others in order to gain others' destiny. This is related to the little ghost's childhood experience.
Zhao Xinya said lazily that she didn't want to move at all now, she just wanted to sleep lazily, but her posture was not comfortable now.
The little ghost came out from under the wife's legs and looked at the woman with a straight body. He was not very confident that he could hold this cute lady up.
Zhao Xinya is very tall, half a head taller than Xiao Gui, and has a large skeleton, big breasts and big buttocks, and her weight is not light.
If it were Qi Hong, the little ghost would not be under pressure. Qi Hong is the style of a Jiangnan woman, petite and delicate, not much taller than the little ghost.
The little ghost stepped on the ground with one foot, kneeled on the bed with one leg, and his arm penetrated through the wife's back, while his other arm hugged his wife's fat buttocks.
This kind of hug is different from the feeling of being pressed by the lady under his crotch. It seems that in this way, he will feel the strength that he longs for in his heart.
He used force to his waist and abdomen, and raised his arms suddenly, and the little ghost used all his strength to feed his breasts.
The lady cooperated and put her arms around the boy's neck like an octopus, allowing the little ghost to lift the woman up smoothly.
Holding the lady, the little ghost felt not relaxed, but it was not as heavy as expected. Perhaps looking at the beautiful woman's body would make the man develop a lot of strength out of thin air.
He put the wife tremblingly and covered her with a quilt. The little ghost gently came to the wife's side, knelt down, looking at her not-so-beautiful face, and she became a little crazy as she looked at her.
This is the first time that the little devil has refused so close and stared at his wife so boldly. He thought that it would be a very happy thing to live like this for the rest of his life in the future.
His nose was shiny, and his lips still had the smell of his wife's body fluids. He couldn't help but touch his lips with his hands, then touched his nose again, and smiled foolishly.
When something happens, it is like breaking a window paper. The moral ravines that originally lie between the two began to melt until they collapsed.
These days, the little ghost has been recuperating. His workload has been greatly reduced to prevent him from getting hurt due to work. After all, the little ghost is sensitive to the wounds. If he is distracted, it will affect the happiness of both of them in their lives.
However, there is one thing that cannot be stopped and must be recruited.
That is the rule that Zhao Xinya set when the little ghost entered the house. As long as she was at home, the little ghost's knees could not leave the ground. This also reminded the little ghost not to forget his identity, and did not feel arrogant and extravagant because his wife reduced his workload.
This is particularly rare. A boy who felt the subtle feelings between men and women for the first time did not make him confused. Thinking about it, Zhao Xinya felt very puzzled.
If someone else was replaced, my nose would have to be raised to the sky.
In order to prevent Yu Weiran, Zhao Xinya decided to do something, and no matter whether there are any bad signs, she had to suppress it.
It was another dusk, and the night came as promised.
Zhao Xinya changed into a newly bought black tight vest, patent leather long-sleeved pullover shirt, black leather shorts, and then put on black long boots over the knee, leaving only a snow-white thigh, which is sexy and charming, and also full of wildness, giving a sense of heroism.
This is due to Zhao Xinya's deep temperament. Although she is average in appearance, she always gives people a calm, generous, arrogant and stingy attitude.
The little ghost looked at his wife curiously. Although it was not the first time he saw her wife looking for some clothes to try out for clothing when she was free, she felt different today. She was always rushing around and worried.
Sure enough, just as the little ghost was worried, the wife changed her clothes and walked to the little ghost.
The little ghost was still kneeling in the middle of the living room stupidly. It was not until the wife stood in front of him that she realized. Nono said: Madam, she looks so beautiful today.
This is not a deliberate flattery, but a little devil's words from the heart.
However, Zhao Xinya doesn't think so.
Being presumptuous and learning to be slick. If you don’t hit you for a few days, will your skin become tight?
The lady looked at the little ghost condescendingly, with disdain in her eyes.
Feeling that the wife was not just talking, the little ghost couldn't help feeling her skin tight, and even the bruises on her lower body were vaguely painful.
Could it be a slap?
The little devil thought to himself, and he was actually a little expectant.
You are really a slut. Why? After being beaten once, you can't be addicted? Have you been so kind to you recently that you have forgotten your identity? Tell me, what are you doing?Why is it here with me?
Zhao Xinya's mouth raised slightly, with one hand on her waist and the other hand on her back, pressing her hips on her body, giving her a slim feeling.
I am the lady's nanny, please don't get angry.
Just a nanny?
Zhao Xinya bent down and suddenly cleared her throat. She spitted a mouthful of fragrant saliva on the ground. Then she straightened her waist, squinted her eyes, and said coldly: Now, I give you two choices, one is to accept the punishment of slapping, and the other is to lick the phlegm stains on the floor. You can choose it yourself.
The little ghost looked over at his wife's mouthful of incense and felt a little moved, but she wanted to try it out, but the wife proposed these two options. Does she hope to choose which one she wanted to choose?
For the little devil, the most important thing now is to understand the wife's thoughts. As for his own thoughts and dignity, he had long been thrown into Guawa Country.
This is how people are. When they experience a disastrous or even shame, they either rise up or sink into depravity, and there is almost no third choice.
During the past month, Xiao Gui has been with his wife, doing things and talking on his knees. Before he knew it, he has put down his natural self-esteem in life, especially when the slap in the face, which has even abolished his temper. Now, even if Zhao Xinya makes more excessive demands, Xiao Gui will execute it without fail.
Of course, not everyone will be like the little ghost, who can endure humiliation without rebelling, and is full of slavery and obedient to others in order to gain others' destiny. This is related to the little ghost's childhood experience.
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