Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 342 Master Xu's Waist
Ning Zhixu raised his hand and took off his white T-shirt, exposing his entire chest to Nan Yi's eyes.

The little girl looked up and saw the waist and abdomen, her breathing stopped suddenly, and all kinds of thoughts spewed out.

This fucking-

This fucking-

What a waist.

Ning Zhixu is thin and has a thin waist.I don't know if it's because he always fights while carrying the handle, but his muscles are tight.The lines on both sides of the abdominal muscles spread down to the waistband, which is sexy and powerful.

Nan Yi's throat was dry, and after unconsciously licking her lips, her eyes moved up again.

The drunken boy half kneeling beside the bed just let her look at him.

The little girl glanced at his waist, chest, and collarbone
The boy's shoulders are straight, and the collarbones on both sides of his neck are delicate and bony. His skin is cold and white, and his skin is delicate, like flawless jade.This powerful visual impact stimulated Nan Yi's mind to be dizzy.

This is too fatal for color control.

The little girl squatted beside the bed, holding her forehead with one hand, her fingertips trembling slightly.

His eyes fell on the ground, and Ning Zhixu's waist and abdomen were still dangling in front of him.

Nan Yi stopped looking at him.I dare not look at it.

Seeing her indifferent appearance, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, covering his lonely eyes. She prefers Chen Ange's waist?
"South Italy."

His eyes were blurred, and the young man was drunk when he called her name: "Did you see clearly? Do you want to get closer?"

As he spoke, he pulled her to lean on him.

Ning Zhixu was kneeling beside the bed, Nan Yi was squatting, and there was a certain height difference between the two.

So he pulled her over, the little girl was caught off guard and staggered, and there was nothing around her to rely on, so she subconsciously hugged his leg.

then
His face was buried in his mouth.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the lounge was so awkward that it was suffocating.

Nan Yi's eyes were dark, her brain stopped functioning, and even her breathing froze for an instant.

She... she... who is this close contact...

The heat swept through the whole body again, the young man lowered his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down deeply. He asked her in a hoarse voice: "Nan Yi, do you like it more? Want to see?"

Really drunk.

His show is boundless.

The black slacks worn by the teenager have an elastic waist, hooked the waist of the trousers with fingers, and pulled them apart
Nan Yi finally came back to his senses, got up in a panic and held down his hand: "Ning Zhixu, stop flirting."

Stopped by her, the boy let go, and the waistband of his trousers snapped back.

Now the eyes of the two are basically at the same level, and the other blushes.

Ning Zhixu was drunk.

Southern Italy is intoxicating.

Looking at his chest, the little girl took the clothes that had been thrown aside and put them on him again.

Afraid that he would move indiscriminately, he specifically asked: "Don't move."

Ning Zhixu really didn't move obediently.Let her dress him.

Even obediently, she told him not to move, and he didn't even raise his hands when he put on his sleeves.He just looked at her with drunken eyes.

After finally getting him dressed, Nan Yi squeezed his hot face with both hands.

"I really can't let you drink anymore, it's too scary."

The young man persisted: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Nan Yi coaxed him: "I like you the most, I like everything. It's better than Chen Ange's waist and bean paste buns. Master Xu, can we stop being jealous?"

"Oh."

The young man nodded, Junjun's facial features were full of hazy beauty, he leaned over her shoulder and murmured: "I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep."

Nan Yi pulled the quilt away from him, and was about to help him to lie down, when the young man said in a muffled voice: "I haven't taken a bath yet."

(End of this chapter)