This mouthful?
The man laughed softly, and the indescribable deep climbed up his pupils, his big hand slid gently and landed on the girl's slender waist: Miss Chen, which one is my mouthful?
Then I couldn't explain it clearly. I was keenly aware that something was wrong. When he was about to force himself to take him into his arms, Yao Ji turned around and avoided him. Think about it yourself, she raised her eyebrows and I'm going to cook.
Sheng Yize sat on the sofa and watched her run away like a rabbit.
As soon as she left, the sofa under the man immediately penetrated through his body like light smoke.
He was now commonplace to the scenes that should have been terrifying. He stood up and planned to go to the kitchen as well, but he saw that the girl's mobile phone screen lit up again
I will come to the hospital to see me tomorrow, and I want to eat dumplings.
After a few seconds, another message
Also, you are not allowed to buy it outside.
This kid.Sheng Yize frowned, feeling a little unhappy, but he couldn't help but think of Wei Xiao when he was a child.
At that time, the one who cooked at home was an aunt who had worked for the Sheng family for more than ten years. Sheng Yize had eaten the rice she cooked since she was a child, and her favorite was the dumplings made by her aunt.
Later, because my aunt once made my grandfather dissatisfied, she was fired by her family.
That is actually a very small matter, but no one can refute it.
For this reason, Wei Xiao secretly cried in the quilt several times. Sheng Yize was helpless. The half-aged boy rubbed his little head of his younger brother who was still snot bubbled: Why are you crying? I can't bear to part with Aunt Huang?
No, no... The little boy was sobbing, Aunt Huang left, will my brother never be able to eat dumplings again...
Sighing, Sheng Yize took his gaze away from his phone: Yaoyao.
Well, the girl's brisk voice came from the kitchen.
At noon... have dumplings.
President Shanda wants to eat dumplings, but Yao Ji is not good at making this kind of food. Standing in front of the tuition, she initiated fruits against a large number of ingredients, glutinous rice flour, filling, sugar... Well, what else is needed...
Perhaps because she was too obsessed with her, the chopsticks placed at her hand fell down with a snap, and she quickly bent down to pick them up.Sheng Yize, who floated over from the living room, saw this scene.
The girl bent over to reach the chopsticks that fell under the cabinet because of this position that raised her little butt.
The plump buttocks were in the shape of a ripe peach. It just so happened that she hadn't changed her clothes after getting up. She was wearing a silk suspender skirt from home. The hem of the skirt could only barely cover her thighs. At this time, she raised her snow buttocks and saw that there was no underwear under the slit of her hips.
His eyes darkened, and Sheng Yize walked over.
The warm body was pressed up, and Yao Ji was stunned. One big bracelet wrapped around her waist, and the other grabbed her little hand and picked up the chopsticks on the ground: Can't you do it, I'll help you.
Um...
Only then did she remember that she was not wearing underwear yet. She was tossed until very late last night before going to bed. It was already afternoon when she woke up in the morning.
After washing up, she originally wanted to change her clothes, but the mouth of her vagina was slightly swollen and itchy. Anyway, she was at home, so she thought about it and gave up.
At this time, as soon as the man leaned over, she felt the big guy gradually awakening in his crotch.
The thick and hard meat became bigger and bigger. Although she had not yet raised her head completely, she could imagine that she could quickly press her against her legs.
President Shanda is really...it's too energetic.It was probably because I hadn’t started meat for about 28 years. Once I had my first meal, I would eat the marrow and taste it, and it was out of control.
Yao Ji couldn't help but blushed a little, and she twisted her body to avoid it, but Sheng Yize slapped her on her little butt: Huh?
OK, she was discouraged. When I finished making the dumplings, would we go to bed?
Are you sure you can do it?
I……
Be good, he grabbed her little hand and held her and poured the glutinous rice flour into a bowl. I'll do it, you just need to stand.
In fact, they had cooked meals in this way before. Sheng Yize could not touch external objects, but could complete a big meal through Yao Ji's hands.
Unexpectedly, the food he cooked was quite delicious. Yao Ji was so happy that she was served by him. Every time she stood in front of the liu platform, she acted as a human medium.
But at this moment, this cooking method is particularly ambiguous.The big cock had completely woken up. Through the trouser material, she could even feel the round and huge outline, and it was inserted straight between her legs.
Um……
Sheng Yize started to move, pouring water and kneading the face. With every move, he had to hold the girl's little hand and his body leaned forward slightly with the movement.
In this way, the penis was stroking it lightly between the girl's legs. Although his pants were still worn well on her body, Yao Ji was naked underneath.
The pussy became wet quickly, and the sweet and lewd juice slowly oozed out, wetting the man's crotch. Even when he stretched out his hand to get the plate, his big cock pushed forward and pushed his little mouth out of his head and a mouthful of hot liquid.
Ah, Yize... Yao Ji grabbed his wrist.
how?Someone asked knowingly, but after getting the girl's angry eyes, he laughed in a low voice, so that the dumplings would be more fragrant.
Talent, not...
But refuting was useless. His long finger fell on his shoulders, hooked his thin shoulder strap and picked it down: Take off the skirt, okay?
But after taking it off, there was no clothes... Maybe after seeing through her thoughts, Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows: Didn’t Yaoyao still have an apron?
In an instant, the girl's little face turned red.It turns out that this bastard is trying to do this idea...
She did wear an apron, a sackcloth apron with a bear pattern, and a cute ruffle around it.
The fresh pastoral style shows a different kind of lewdness because of the delicate body under the apron.
Sure enough, the kiss fell on the delicate shoulders, and leaned over and took a bite. Yaoyao still looks the best if she doesn't wear it.However... in the man's laughter, the low and hoarse tail sound was like a hovering cello, and the long fingers falling on the tip of the breast played seductive music in the girl's ears. It was also very cute to wear it like this.
Through the thin apron, he rubbed the tender breasts.One hand was still kneading the dough, and the other was rubbing the plump breast meat that was hundreds of times tenderer than the dough with the same force.
Do you want to learn how to make dumplings, Yaoyao?I'll teach you.
The man laughed softly, and the indescribable deep climbed up his pupils, his big hand slid gently and landed on the girl's slender waist: Miss Chen, which one is my mouthful?
Then I couldn't explain it clearly. I was keenly aware that something was wrong. When he was about to force himself to take him into his arms, Yao Ji turned around and avoided him. Think about it yourself, she raised her eyebrows and I'm going to cook.
Sheng Yize sat on the sofa and watched her run away like a rabbit.
As soon as she left, the sofa under the man immediately penetrated through his body like light smoke.
He was now commonplace to the scenes that should have been terrifying. He stood up and planned to go to the kitchen as well, but he saw that the girl's mobile phone screen lit up again
I will come to the hospital to see me tomorrow, and I want to eat dumplings.
After a few seconds, another message
Also, you are not allowed to buy it outside.
This kid.Sheng Yize frowned, feeling a little unhappy, but he couldn't help but think of Wei Xiao when he was a child.
At that time, the one who cooked at home was an aunt who had worked for the Sheng family for more than ten years. Sheng Yize had eaten the rice she cooked since she was a child, and her favorite was the dumplings made by her aunt.
Later, because my aunt once made my grandfather dissatisfied, she was fired by her family.
That is actually a very small matter, but no one can refute it.
For this reason, Wei Xiao secretly cried in the quilt several times. Sheng Yize was helpless. The half-aged boy rubbed his little head of his younger brother who was still snot bubbled: Why are you crying? I can't bear to part with Aunt Huang?
No, no... The little boy was sobbing, Aunt Huang left, will my brother never be able to eat dumplings again...
Sighing, Sheng Yize took his gaze away from his phone: Yaoyao.
Well, the girl's brisk voice came from the kitchen.
At noon... have dumplings.
President Shanda wants to eat dumplings, but Yao Ji is not good at making this kind of food. Standing in front of the tuition, she initiated fruits against a large number of ingredients, glutinous rice flour, filling, sugar... Well, what else is needed...
Perhaps because she was too obsessed with her, the chopsticks placed at her hand fell down with a snap, and she quickly bent down to pick them up.Sheng Yize, who floated over from the living room, saw this scene.
The girl bent over to reach the chopsticks that fell under the cabinet because of this position that raised her little butt.
The plump buttocks were in the shape of a ripe peach. It just so happened that she hadn't changed her clothes after getting up. She was wearing a silk suspender skirt from home. The hem of the skirt could only barely cover her thighs. At this time, she raised her snow buttocks and saw that there was no underwear under the slit of her hips.
His eyes darkened, and Sheng Yize walked over.
The warm body was pressed up, and Yao Ji was stunned. One big bracelet wrapped around her waist, and the other grabbed her little hand and picked up the chopsticks on the ground: Can't you do it, I'll help you.
Um...
Only then did she remember that she was not wearing underwear yet. She was tossed until very late last night before going to bed. It was already afternoon when she woke up in the morning.
After washing up, she originally wanted to change her clothes, but the mouth of her vagina was slightly swollen and itchy. Anyway, she was at home, so she thought about it and gave up.
At this time, as soon as the man leaned over, she felt the big guy gradually awakening in his crotch.
The thick and hard meat became bigger and bigger. Although she had not yet raised her head completely, she could imagine that she could quickly press her against her legs.
President Shanda is really...it's too energetic.It was probably because I hadn’t started meat for about 28 years. Once I had my first meal, I would eat the marrow and taste it, and it was out of control.
Yao Ji couldn't help but blushed a little, and she twisted her body to avoid it, but Sheng Yize slapped her on her little butt: Huh?
OK, she was discouraged. When I finished making the dumplings, would we go to bed?
Are you sure you can do it?
I……
Be good, he grabbed her little hand and held her and poured the glutinous rice flour into a bowl. I'll do it, you just need to stand.
In fact, they had cooked meals in this way before. Sheng Yize could not touch external objects, but could complete a big meal through Yao Ji's hands.
Unexpectedly, the food he cooked was quite delicious. Yao Ji was so happy that she was served by him. Every time she stood in front of the liu platform, she acted as a human medium.
But at this moment, this cooking method is particularly ambiguous.The big cock had completely woken up. Through the trouser material, she could even feel the round and huge outline, and it was inserted straight between her legs.
Um……
Sheng Yize started to move, pouring water and kneading the face. With every move, he had to hold the girl's little hand and his body leaned forward slightly with the movement.
In this way, the penis was stroking it lightly between the girl's legs. Although his pants were still worn well on her body, Yao Ji was naked underneath.
The pussy became wet quickly, and the sweet and lewd juice slowly oozed out, wetting the man's crotch. Even when he stretched out his hand to get the plate, his big cock pushed forward and pushed his little mouth out of his head and a mouthful of hot liquid.
Ah, Yize... Yao Ji grabbed his wrist.
how?Someone asked knowingly, but after getting the girl's angry eyes, he laughed in a low voice, so that the dumplings would be more fragrant.
Talent, not...
But refuting was useless. His long finger fell on his shoulders, hooked his thin shoulder strap and picked it down: Take off the skirt, okay?
But after taking it off, there was no clothes... Maybe after seeing through her thoughts, Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows: Didn’t Yaoyao still have an apron?
In an instant, the girl's little face turned red.It turns out that this bastard is trying to do this idea...
She did wear an apron, a sackcloth apron with a bear pattern, and a cute ruffle around it.
The fresh pastoral style shows a different kind of lewdness because of the delicate body under the apron.
Sure enough, the kiss fell on the delicate shoulders, and leaned over and took a bite. Yaoyao still looks the best if she doesn't wear it.However... in the man's laughter, the low and hoarse tail sound was like a hovering cello, and the long fingers falling on the tip of the breast played seductive music in the girl's ears. It was also very cute to wear it like this.
Through the thin apron, he rubbed the tender breasts.One hand was still kneading the dough, and the other was rubbing the plump breast meat that was hundreds of times tenderer than the dough with the same force.
Do you want to learn how to make dumplings, Yaoyao?I'll teach you.
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