Chapter 37 Why don’t you wear it while your dad is here

After Xi Shaogong put off the phone, he lay on the bed and slept for a while. He thought that Lin Biwu would serve him some soup later, but he didn't see her coming after waiting.

He couldn't wait and went downstairs to find her. But when he arrived at the kitchen, he suddenly looked at her. The young wife was wearing only an apron and nothing was worn.

Around her thin and white long legs was a round and upright little butt. She bent down and took a spoon to serve the soup and tasted it. This action made her little butt raise, and the two white and tender buttocks were exposed, making him vaguely see her pink pussy that looked like a blooming peach blossom.

There was silky and tenderness, and there was deep red hidden in the light red. He could recall it all at once. As long as he pulled her legs apart and flicked her with his fingers, the flower-ze jade liquid could gush out of the small flesh hole. Then he inserted it deeply, letting the tender and smooth meat wrap his cock around and roll him into the clear spring.

Xi Shaogong thought of doing it, walked around Lin Biwu's back, hugged her, and pressed her against the refrigerator door of the kitchen with her cry. Only then did he realize that the little girl not only exposed the half-round and plump snowball on it, but her two nipples became pretty bulges under the apron. Such a look of wanting to speak and shyness is even more seductive than wearing nothing. Xi Shaogong lowered his head and kissed her little mouth and said: Girl, why are you so sexy... you always think about how to seduce your father...

Lin Biwu lowered her head and murmured with grievance: No... It's my father who insisted that I wear this... It's said that I can't wear underwear when my father is at home... Xi Shaogong raised his eyebrows and stared at Lin Biwu's red face with a torch. He walked around her with one hand and grabbed the tender flesh of her buttocks and rubbed hard. He reached into her apron and grabbed her delicate breasts and kneaded vigorously. He said in a hoarse voice: Oh... When did my baby listen to my father like this... Then tell my father... Why don't you wear underwear when my father is here...

Lin Biwu bit her lower lip, her little face turned red and couldn't say it, so she stared at the deer eyes and looked at him pitifully, making his wolfishness appear...

Xi Shaogong raised one of her legs and was about to insert it, but suddenly a phone rang in his ear.

The erotic and confusing scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, and his absurd and very short dream ended like this

Xi Shaogong answered the phone and it turned out that there were some things in the company that he needed to deal with.

He can't really have a short spring night every day, and the king won't be in the morning from now on.

So he could only get up and put on his clothes. Before leaving the door, he walked through the living room and saw Lin Biwu serving soup in the kitchen. Although the gentle and delicate figure was different from the charming and graceful figure in his dream, it also made him feel thrilled and his lower body tightened.

Xi Shaogong felt that it was better to come sooner than he was better than to come by. He strode over and came to her and said: The soup is ready? Let me taste it?

Lin Biwu was frightened at Xi Shaogong's sudden appearance, her face turned slightly red, and she stammered: Dad, why are you coming down... At the same time, she subconsciously moved her soup bowl

Xi Shaogong then realized that the perm was red and white, exuding a sweet smell. It turned out to be red date, lotus seeds and thigh fungus soup, so he blurted out: Why is it not chicken soup, duck soup, pig's feet soup, etc.?

You know, he is a man who never drinks sweet soup

Lin Biwu was stunned by his question, and then replied: Dad, do you want to drink those soups? Do you want to replenish the body with shape?

Xi Shaogong was choked for no reason. He was about to say that he just didn't drink these children's things, but Lin Biwu replied seriously: Dad is weak now, so he can't drink these greasy tonic soup, which will be counterproductive...

After hearing this, Xi Shaogong felt so comfortable that he could not describe it. Although the little girl didn't say it, she still thought about him. Forget it, this sweet soup was also her wish. Just as he reached out and pointed, he wanted to say, "Put a bowl for his father to taste it."

Lin Biwu said naturally: And this Tremella lotus seed soup is not for my father to drink, I want to drink it myself...

Xi Shaogong sometimes felt that he could really be so angry that he was so angry that he spit out an old blood out of his mouth. Without saying a word, he picked up the spoon on the side and scooped a spoonful of soup for himself and ate it.

But the taste is much better than I had originally expected. It tastes clear and sweet, and the taste is soft and glutinous, just like Lin Biwu

He smiled narrowly and proudly at Lin Biwu: It tastes good, leave some for dad, dad will come back to eat it in the evening... This...and you...

After saying that, he slapped Lin Biwu's little butt, turned around and walked out

Lin Biwu was left with a red face in the kitchen, looking around, worried that Xi Shaogong's move would be seen by other servants.

Then she looked down at the spoon that was inserted back into the bowl by Xi Shaogong before leaving, and her heart was beating around thumping.

Anyway, Xi Jingwen will be back in a few days, so she can't continue to let Xi Shaogong keep making trouble like this. Now that things have come to this, it's better to go back to her home to avoid the limelight first.