Qingzhi was awakened by the man under her.
Humid and hot, lingering, wild kiss.
A kiss full of lust like raindrops.
All the way down, from her lips to her neck, her erect breasts, and then to her beautiful belly button.
Sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
Through the thin snow-white silk nightgown, the man's burning lips finally settled on her private parts.
The burning ironed against the irritating skin of sensitive skin was numb and dying, which shocked a bunch of gulls and herons in their minds.
Yes...
Qingzhi bent her elbows unbearably, twisted her waist, opened her eyes with dry mouth and tongue, lowered her eyes, and saw the man's black head lying between her two snow-white thighs.
woke up?The man glanced at her, lifted up her skirt, and slapped her hot kiss on the surface of her light blue panties.
Qingzhi's eyebrows and eyes were filled with affection, and his voice was trembling. Brother Mian Zhong... I'm going to visit my home today...
Um.The man sticks out his tongue and licks the slippery part of the fabric vigorously, and I will send you there later.
The vulnerable underwear surface has been soaked with saliva, revealing its beautiful shape on the inside.
Men have touched, licked, and ate them, and they know more than anyone else what the scenery is.
The green flower hole is as white as condensed fat, clean and hairless.
Born so special, a beauty on earth.
He lost control as soon as he did it. Qingzhi was afraid of him, and even more afraid of the one below him. He hid back and shook his head: Is it okay to come back tonight... OK?
The man raised his head, his deep eyes sucked people's soul like obsidian, and Qingzhi was instantly wet by his eyes.
Jiang Mianzhong lowered his head again, kissed Pearl reluctantly, sat up, hugged her in his arms, get up and wash, I'll take a shower.
He stepped out of bed with his long legs, and held a large bag of pajama pants in the key parts. He bit his lips and opened his eyes. He silently thought that work was the most important thing, and picked up his phone from the cabinet to turn on the computer.
There is an unread message from Qiushui Yiren on WeChat, and the green branches are clicked.
Qingzhi, today's home visit was cancelled.
Qingzhi returned the phone and said that there was always a busy voice and no one answered it.
She put down her cell phone, the bathroom door was not closed, and the water inside was roaring.
Qingzhi got off the bed with a hot face, took off her nightgown, stepped on the slightly cool floor, pushed open the matte door, and stepped inside.
When Jiang Mianzhong heard the sound, his big palm quickly changed the cold water into hot water, and his heavy eyes fell on her snow-white body.
Countless small drops of water fell on the ground, and the bathroom was instantly filled with mist.
Jiang Mianzhong stared at her, his eyes deep, and the soft organs became harder little by little.
His changes were visible, and the blush spread from his face to his feet.
He stretched out his arms, wrapped around her waist, and carried her toward his chest.
The man's body and the warm water flow wrapped her at the same time. He lowered his head and kissed her hair: Don't go?
Qingzhi hugged him back, her cheeks were white and red, her face buried in his chest, and she said embarrassedly: Well... Yiren said she had cancelled.
Are you hungry?The man reached out to the sensitive part between her legs, touched her clitoris, crushed her fingertips, and his hot breathing plunged between her shy eyebrows and eyes.
Not hungry... I woke up in the middle of the night and drank a thermos of rice paste. Qingzhi's belly is still full now.
After cooking it, eat it?The penis, which had just been poured with cold water, was burning with desire again. The man held her little hand with his big hand and placed it there, stroking it up and down.
The already spectacular genitals are getting thicker and longer.
Well... Qingzhi responded, her eyes were like two bulging spring water, her green pussy slightly opened, and she swallowed her bright red cock one by one.
Jiang Mianzhong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and then he understood what the green branches and beautiful fruits mean.
The damp and hot tight bonding made people's scalp numb. The man no longer restrained himself. He pressed his hips forward, and his scrotum hit him and crackled.
Now, not only is my stomach full, but I am also full.
It was almost noon when I returned to Nancheng from Jingdu. The warm sun in April touched the body and relaxed the nerves.
Mian Zhong, why did you come back so late today, and you didn’t call in advance... Hey, Zhizhi, come, call grandma, come here too, come and have lunch together!Aunt Yang looked forward to it and saw her son's car coming in from a distance. She enthusiastically opened the door and greeted her son and Qingzhi for lunch.
Aunt Yang was in high spirits today and was overjoyed. It was obvious that there was something good.
Qingzhi helped to serve vegetables, make food, and set dishes, and her mood was also infected by Aunt Yang, who was filled with spring breeze.
She asked curiously: Grandma, why are Aunt Yang so happy?
Grandma Fu, who was sitting at the table, smiled kindly and said: You have to ask you Aunt Yang, I am also kept in the dark.
When everyone was served and the meal was started, Aunt Yang picked up vegetables for Qingzhi as usual and asked Qingzhi: Zhizhi Ah, who is the blind date partner Meng? What's the name of Meng...
Meng Jiefu.Grandma Fu smiled and said, Zhao Ting introduced it.
oh oh!Call me Meng Jiefu!As soon as Grandma Fu reminded her, Aunt Yang remembered her and then asked, "How are you doing?"
Qingzhi was biting the chicken wings. She put down her chopsticks and coughed awkwardly.
Oh no, I forgot to tell my grandma that I was hyping up on the blind date.
She secretly glanced at Jiang Mianzhong opposite him. Seeing that his face was not very good-looking, he said: Mom, don’t ask about this.
Aunt Yang frowned and locked her son in his eyes. OK, I won’t ask about Zhizhi’s affairs, what about you?
Jiang Mianzhong pursed his lips, we were all in charge of our own affairs.
Seeing that the mother and son were in a tense atmosphere, Dad Jiang quickly smoothed out: Mian Zhong Ah, that's right, your aunt Wang niece Wen Ying is back, do you still have the impression?
Jiang Mianzhong nodded: Well, I gave her some lessons when I was in high school.
Wen Ying failed the final exam. Aunt Wang had a good relationship with her mother. She asked her mother privately, but her mother agreed without his approval. She muttered in his ear. Jiang Mianzhong frowned and reluctantly agreed to give Wen Ying a few days of class during the winter vacation.
One day near the Little New Year, Qiu Ying ran out of Jiang Mianzhong's study with a crying face covered with a red face, and never came again when she went home.
That day, Qiu Ying confessed to Jiang Mianzhong, and Jiang Mianzhong rejected her very directly.
Sorry, I don't like you.His attitude was not hesitant and his tone did not turn any twists.
Such a naked rejection was a disaster-like magnitude ten earthquake for a girl full of aesthetic fantasy, shattering her tenderness and sweetness.
Later, Wen Ying saw that he was going to take a detour.
Aunt Yang continued: I heard from your Aunt Wang that Wen Ying finished her PhD in Washington, and this time she returned to China and would not leave, so she stayed in our City A to get married and have children.
Jiang Mianzhong: Well, as long as she is happy.
Mian Zhong, you see that Qingzhi’s matter is about to be settled, what about you?Aunt Yang turned to the topic, I heard from your Aunt Wang that Wen Ying has always been interested in you... Otherwise, my mother will invite her to come home for a meal tomorrow?
Need not.Jiang Mianzhong put down his chopsticks and spoke coldly, but I had no feelings for her.
It didn't mean that before, and it's even more impossible now.
Aunt Yang knew his son's personality and he always said that he was the same, but if he indulged him like this all the way, he would never want to hold his grandson in this life.
She knew very well whether she was wishful thinking or just heartless: How can I know if I don’t try it?It feels like they are all cultivated. Your dad and I met on blind dates. Do you think it’s not good now?I'll call your Aunt Wang later, it's decided.
Parents, Grandma Fu, Jiang Mianzhong glanced at Qingzhi and said, "I am with Qingzhi."
Except for Qingzhi, the other three people all looked up in shock and said in surprise: What?
Humid and hot, lingering, wild kiss.
A kiss full of lust like raindrops.
All the way down, from her lips to her neck, her erect breasts, and then to her beautiful belly button.
Sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
Through the thin snow-white silk nightgown, the man's burning lips finally settled on her private parts.
The burning ironed against the irritating skin of sensitive skin was numb and dying, which shocked a bunch of gulls and herons in their minds.
Yes...
Qingzhi bent her elbows unbearably, twisted her waist, opened her eyes with dry mouth and tongue, lowered her eyes, and saw the man's black head lying between her two snow-white thighs.
woke up?The man glanced at her, lifted up her skirt, and slapped her hot kiss on the surface of her light blue panties.
Qingzhi's eyebrows and eyes were filled with affection, and his voice was trembling. Brother Mian Zhong... I'm going to visit my home today...
Um.The man sticks out his tongue and licks the slippery part of the fabric vigorously, and I will send you there later.
The vulnerable underwear surface has been soaked with saliva, revealing its beautiful shape on the inside.
Men have touched, licked, and ate them, and they know more than anyone else what the scenery is.
The green flower hole is as white as condensed fat, clean and hairless.
Born so special, a beauty on earth.
He lost control as soon as he did it. Qingzhi was afraid of him, and even more afraid of the one below him. He hid back and shook his head: Is it okay to come back tonight... OK?
The man raised his head, his deep eyes sucked people's soul like obsidian, and Qingzhi was instantly wet by his eyes.
Jiang Mianzhong lowered his head again, kissed Pearl reluctantly, sat up, hugged her in his arms, get up and wash, I'll take a shower.
He stepped out of bed with his long legs, and held a large bag of pajama pants in the key parts. He bit his lips and opened his eyes. He silently thought that work was the most important thing, and picked up his phone from the cabinet to turn on the computer.
There is an unread message from Qiushui Yiren on WeChat, and the green branches are clicked.
Qingzhi, today's home visit was cancelled.
Qingzhi returned the phone and said that there was always a busy voice and no one answered it.
She put down her cell phone, the bathroom door was not closed, and the water inside was roaring.
Qingzhi got off the bed with a hot face, took off her nightgown, stepped on the slightly cool floor, pushed open the matte door, and stepped inside.
When Jiang Mianzhong heard the sound, his big palm quickly changed the cold water into hot water, and his heavy eyes fell on her snow-white body.
Countless small drops of water fell on the ground, and the bathroom was instantly filled with mist.
Jiang Mianzhong stared at her, his eyes deep, and the soft organs became harder little by little.
His changes were visible, and the blush spread from his face to his feet.
He stretched out his arms, wrapped around her waist, and carried her toward his chest.
The man's body and the warm water flow wrapped her at the same time. He lowered his head and kissed her hair: Don't go?
Qingzhi hugged him back, her cheeks were white and red, her face buried in his chest, and she said embarrassedly: Well... Yiren said she had cancelled.
Are you hungry?The man reached out to the sensitive part between her legs, touched her clitoris, crushed her fingertips, and his hot breathing plunged between her shy eyebrows and eyes.
Not hungry... I woke up in the middle of the night and drank a thermos of rice paste. Qingzhi's belly is still full now.
After cooking it, eat it?The penis, which had just been poured with cold water, was burning with desire again. The man held her little hand with his big hand and placed it there, stroking it up and down.
The already spectacular genitals are getting thicker and longer.
Well... Qingzhi responded, her eyes were like two bulging spring water, her green pussy slightly opened, and she swallowed her bright red cock one by one.
Jiang Mianzhong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and then he understood what the green branches and beautiful fruits mean.
The damp and hot tight bonding made people's scalp numb. The man no longer restrained himself. He pressed his hips forward, and his scrotum hit him and crackled.
Now, not only is my stomach full, but I am also full.
It was almost noon when I returned to Nancheng from Jingdu. The warm sun in April touched the body and relaxed the nerves.
Mian Zhong, why did you come back so late today, and you didn’t call in advance... Hey, Zhizhi, come, call grandma, come here too, come and have lunch together!Aunt Yang looked forward to it and saw her son's car coming in from a distance. She enthusiastically opened the door and greeted her son and Qingzhi for lunch.
Aunt Yang was in high spirits today and was overjoyed. It was obvious that there was something good.
Qingzhi helped to serve vegetables, make food, and set dishes, and her mood was also infected by Aunt Yang, who was filled with spring breeze.
She asked curiously: Grandma, why are Aunt Yang so happy?
Grandma Fu, who was sitting at the table, smiled kindly and said: You have to ask you Aunt Yang, I am also kept in the dark.
When everyone was served and the meal was started, Aunt Yang picked up vegetables for Qingzhi as usual and asked Qingzhi: Zhizhi Ah, who is the blind date partner Meng? What's the name of Meng...
Meng Jiefu.Grandma Fu smiled and said, Zhao Ting introduced it.
oh oh!Call me Meng Jiefu!As soon as Grandma Fu reminded her, Aunt Yang remembered her and then asked, "How are you doing?"
Qingzhi was biting the chicken wings. She put down her chopsticks and coughed awkwardly.
Oh no, I forgot to tell my grandma that I was hyping up on the blind date.
She secretly glanced at Jiang Mianzhong opposite him. Seeing that his face was not very good-looking, he said: Mom, don’t ask about this.
Aunt Yang frowned and locked her son in his eyes. OK, I won’t ask about Zhizhi’s affairs, what about you?
Jiang Mianzhong pursed his lips, we were all in charge of our own affairs.
Seeing that the mother and son were in a tense atmosphere, Dad Jiang quickly smoothed out: Mian Zhong Ah, that's right, your aunt Wang niece Wen Ying is back, do you still have the impression?
Jiang Mianzhong nodded: Well, I gave her some lessons when I was in high school.
Wen Ying failed the final exam. Aunt Wang had a good relationship with her mother. She asked her mother privately, but her mother agreed without his approval. She muttered in his ear. Jiang Mianzhong frowned and reluctantly agreed to give Wen Ying a few days of class during the winter vacation.
One day near the Little New Year, Qiu Ying ran out of Jiang Mianzhong's study with a crying face covered with a red face, and never came again when she went home.
That day, Qiu Ying confessed to Jiang Mianzhong, and Jiang Mianzhong rejected her very directly.
Sorry, I don't like you.His attitude was not hesitant and his tone did not turn any twists.
Such a naked rejection was a disaster-like magnitude ten earthquake for a girl full of aesthetic fantasy, shattering her tenderness and sweetness.
Later, Wen Ying saw that he was going to take a detour.
Aunt Yang continued: I heard from your Aunt Wang that Wen Ying finished her PhD in Washington, and this time she returned to China and would not leave, so she stayed in our City A to get married and have children.
Jiang Mianzhong: Well, as long as she is happy.
Mian Zhong, you see that Qingzhi’s matter is about to be settled, what about you?Aunt Yang turned to the topic, I heard from your Aunt Wang that Wen Ying has always been interested in you... Otherwise, my mother will invite her to come home for a meal tomorrow?
Need not.Jiang Mianzhong put down his chopsticks and spoke coldly, but I had no feelings for her.
It didn't mean that before, and it's even more impossible now.
Aunt Yang knew his son's personality and he always said that he was the same, but if he indulged him like this all the way, he would never want to hold his grandson in this life.
She knew very well whether she was wishful thinking or just heartless: How can I know if I don’t try it?It feels like they are all cultivated. Your dad and I met on blind dates. Do you think it’s not good now?I'll call your Aunt Wang later, it's decided.
Parents, Grandma Fu, Jiang Mianzhong glanced at Qingzhi and said, "I am with Qingzhi."
Except for Qingzhi, the other three people all looked up in shock and said in surprise: What?
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