Chapter 275

It's so casual. Sheng Sheng is late at night.

Mian Mian gasped on the soft big pillow and sobbed: "Zhan Muqian, you are abnormal, how can you be so bad..."

She just wanted to take his arm and sleep.

But Zhan Muqian, an old driver, took her to a new height of life.

It also refreshes her three outlooks.

Cotton and cotton used to know that there were bases for the development of lovers.

For example, first base should hold hands implicitly.

Second base is a small pure hug.

Third base

Mian Mian only knows that home run is the meaning of two people's slapping.

But she never delved into what third base meant.

Until Zhan Muqian played with her body wantonly, skillfully and tenderly, he did all sorts of heinous actions towards her ignorant and unsophisticated body -

Mianmian Mian was almost crying at last.

Roared angrily at him: "old soul light! Why don't you count? Didn't you say that you can wait until I'm willing to do it? "

Zhan Muqian squints his eyes and smiles sexy and tender.

But Mian Mian looks at his complete clothes and is angry! It's just anger, OK!

You know, at that time, her two calves were hung on his shoulders, like a stupid little toad in shame

Her nightdress disappeared, and her panties were half faded by him

It's like hitting the wall!

But he was dressed neatly, with a cold and noble ascetic look.

It's her

She was played with for a while, screaming and whimpering for mercy.

……

In the face of the little lady's complaint.

The chief laughed very calmly.

"I didn't do anything," he explained. "You see, I didn't take off my pants. It's third base at best. It's far away from home..."

Jiang mianmianmian bit the pillow and gouged out him viciously with his fierce little eyes.

The war chief was still pale.

In bed like a cunning old fox

It has been refined for thousands of years!

His response to his little wife is to hold her soft waist and turn her tender little body

Thin lips fell on her shoulders, kissing and kissing with love.

The deep and dumb voice is like the enchantment in the dark night.

"Come on, baby, let's play again..."

……

Mianmian is crouching in sweat. She is tired and doesn't want to play with him anymore.

And the adult game is addictive.

She is really afraid that she will catch this addiction, and then she can't quit. Zhan Muqian, the old fox, plays with her hands

She mumbled her refusal, but in the next moment she was stopped by the man.

……

Cotton seems to be dragged into the abyss by him.

Soon forget who you are.

It's like falling into a sea of flowers

Full of sweetness and enjoyment.

She whimpered, complained and even scolded him for being a rogue and pervert

But the spirit is no enjoyment.

It's like sleeping in the past and having a dream.

"Zhan Muqian, I'm going to sleep, I'm sleepy..."

"Wuwu, I won't play with you. You are dead..."

"Uncle, I'm hungry..."

……

Finally cotton was wrapped in a nightgown and carried downstairs for the night.

Zhan Muqian said with unchanged face, "Xiao Wang, go upstairs and change the sheets in his wife's room."