I, the stepfather of the ninja!

Kimura shook his head and laughed, and the predecessor of the heart of the heart was estimated that he was worried that his old bone was scattered by you.

“You have done too little, lack of experience, and even the basic strength is not good.” Kimura commented mercilessly.

扬 Xin Nai’s eyebrows were slightly raised, and asked, “Are you experienced in this regard?”

Kimura nodded with a smile: “Yeah. I often massage each other with Meiqin. In this regard, I do have rich experience.”

“…”

说 Xin Ni has nothing to say, spread his hand, and said, “Well, let me see how your craftsmanship is better than me.”

“Rest assured, I must church you!”

Kimura laughed and guaranteed that his hands began to move.

红 Xinnai’s red shawl showed hair, a little hindered.

Kimura Kimura held her hair and became a simple bun on the top of her head.

Without the blocking of hair, the vision suddenly opened up.

Good auricle, slender neck; white skin, looming blood color, and sporadic a few faint blue veins …

Kimura Nomu came down, and there was no way to see.

Si Xinnai’s forehead is smooth, the bridge of the nose is very tilted, and the cheeks are beautiful; the ordinary white sweater is towering like a snowy mountain; the waist is soft, as if it can be covered with one hand; Essence

Kimura’s method is very professional, moderate, and considerate.

While massaging, he reminded: “Pay attention to feel my strength and the mass of massage.”

“Um.”

Hei Xinnai snorted comfortably, Enron enjoyed the massage of Kimura, and the sitting posture gradually randomly.

Kimura is always serious and concentrated. After all, a few months ago, he had made serious mistakes when he massaged Tsunade.

Women’s shoulders are soft and boneless, and they don’t pay attention to the smiling landslide of the Ninja Realm, which attracts people into the abyss.

Yesterday, I finally turned the thoughts of Xie Xinnai back. Today, I must never cross the border, otherwise, she will definitely keep her back again.

Kimura dare not slack off, and always maintains a high degree of soberness.

Xiang Xun stood aside, looking at the cozy Sinai, his eyes flashed slightly. She has never been massaged by Kimura, and she can’t help but have a little envy.

Nympho

After a moment, Si Xinnai returned to God, raised his head, and said to Kimura: “I feel almost feel, let me try it again.”

Kimura looked down at her, her face was fair and delicate; her lips were thin, and her color was bright red.

Kimura squinted her eyes, settled her, and evacuated her shoulders with both hands and swap her position with her.

刚 Xin Nai remembered her personal feelings and massaged Kimura again.

This time, progress is obvious.

Although the power is still not well grasped, at least I already know that the massage should be massaged, and no longer torture like rubbing the bones.

Kimura finally gained a relatively good experience, leaning on the chair comfortably, in a beautiful shadow, pillowing the soft belly of Sinai, and enjoying her continuous massage craftsmanship.

At the same time, outside the floor -to -ceiling window, the towering Naruto face rock was bathed in the sun, watching the entire village majesticly and kindly.

Time, cheerful passage.

Nympho

In the afternoon, Kimura Nomuki went to the country of ghosts to continue playing games that did not complete the last time.

At present, Mabuli has been completely female, and Tasami redeemed the sin of disrespect.

And Samy, despite adhering to the cold tolerance, in order to successfully inherit the blood succession boundary in order to successfully inherit the blood succession, he had to bear the burden of humiliation in front of Kimura.

They may be tenacious and unyielding, but with the bond of friendship, even if they are unwilling, they can only yield.

Kimura Nagana’s anger was poured here, and they were clean.

Subsequently, bathing and dressing was refreshing. He was invited by Ziyuan and went to a pond in the palace together.

sunny.

Under the parasol, there is a simple wooden table.

The table is not very large, with a variety of exquisite desserts and dishes.

At the left and right hands of Kimura, there were Ziyuan and Dean sitting; Samiyi and Mabuli were sitting opposite.

Five people enjoyed afternoon tea leisurely, and several palaces were serving at any time.

The two female slaves were sinned not long after they were sinned, and the corners of her eyebrows were unconsciously hanging.

Seeing this, Ziyuan leaned his lips. Last time, Kimura Kaiso’s ghost kingdom did not accompany her; this time still did not put her first.

Ziyuan was a little unhappy, and there was still a shallow smile on his face.

How can a noble witch be jealous with the female slave? To be reserved, to be generous, you cannot fall into the style of the witch! When it is private, let Aho understand that she is unhappy!

Ye Naiyu’s eyes narrowed slightly and realized the little emotions of Ziyuan, so she reached out to the table and quietly helped Kimura’s arm and pushed it to Ziyuan.

Kimura was slightly froze, and then he would like to put his idle left hand on the thigh of Ziyuan.

Ziyuan’s eyebrows were slightly raised, and they were very satisfied with Mu Muya’s consciousness. They smiled and adjusted their sitting position silently.

Kimura originally only wanted to drink afternoon tea steadily, but now he was moved again, and his eyes fell on the face of Samy on the opposite side.

Samy’s red lips are gently opened, and the fiber fingers hold a small piece of sushi, send it into the mouth, slowly and silently chew, and a little sushi has not overflowed. I can’t help but want to settle.

Kimura Shimo held the knife and fork in his right hand, soothing Ziyuan with his left hand, he could only raise his legs, and stretched his feet to touch Samy’s knees together.

Samy looked at her, and her eyebrows froze slightly. She did not expect that when Kimura Nona was restless, she was restless.

It’s dining time now! Not game time!

Samy’s expression was cold and refused to cooperate.

At the same time, Nai Yu smiled lightly, pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, the eyes behind the lens, and quietly fell on Samy’s face.

The eyes were calm, but Samy was secretly stunned.

Nona Yu’s power, she taught in the basement of the wood leaf. It looks like humans and animals are harmless, but they are particularly cool!

Samy did not hesitate, immediately smiled, cooperated with Kimura …

The third volume of Honghai: 181 Meiqin’s suspicion

In Samy’s view, Reno Naiyu, who was furious and furious, might as well obey the perverted Kimura.

After all, in the style of Naoma Yu, once she has an opinion on her, she may be isolated from her daily contact with her daughter. And this kind of thing can never do it.

This woman is too pets in Kimura! Samy sighed secretly, silently setting his position, facing Naoyu’s eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, showing a shallow smile, adjusting the sitting posture, his legs were no longer close to the lady, but a slightly drove away. Essence

Kimura’s attention was all under the table, and he did not notice the vague confrontation of the second daughter, but only Samy’s previous playing game.

I have to be reluctant but have to be gently welcoming!

Kimura grinned, and deliberately ignored, her toes were along her soft calf, passing the smooth stockings.

High -grade stockings, delicate touch, without such inferior rough sense.

Rubbing the stockings, there was only a very slight rustling sound. After the deck of the tablecloth, it could not be passed out at all. It was completely limited to the table, and no one was noticeable.

Of course, Samy can clearly feel that her calves are scratched by the rough feet.

Kimura finally fell her feet on her feet, and then hooked her ankle.

Samy has been a female slave for almost two years. Although she is unwilling to admit it, she is actually tacitly tacit with Kimura.

She instantly understood the intention of Kimura, so she slowly raised her calf and straightened, and the heels were on the thighs of Kimura.

Kimura’s left hand was busy comforting Ziyuan, and he could only free up his right hand holding sushi, leaned to the table, reached out and touched Samy’s stockings long legs.

In this way, the fool can see that he was irregular under the table.

The palace ladies below lowered their heads silently.

The four daughters in the seat knew that they knew nothing about nothing.

The sun was shining, and everyone drank afternoon tea leisurely.

It was rolled up in the sky, and the tablecloth fell to the ground.

Nympho

Late at night, the moonlight was bright.

The street is still noisy, and the lights are green.

The settlements of all ethnic groups of wood leaves are relatively quiet and the lights are much less.

The address of the Meiqin family is located in the core area of the Uchiha family. Looking at it from a distance, it was dim.

However, if you turn on the eyes and observe it carefully, you can find that a window on the second floor of the Meiqinist is faintly exuding a faint glory.

It was the light of the master bedroom, barely penetrating the thick curtains, showing that the two owners at home had not rest yet.

In the room, the lights were as soft as feathers, incompatible with the hustle and bustle.

The TV embedded in the wall is playing evening news, explaining the harmonious relationship between the ninja world today, and the power of wiseness and Dr. Blood in praising the country of fire.

Dr. Blood Ji is the name of the country of Fire.

Just like the three generations of Naruto as [Dr. Ninja], the Kimura Kimura, which has a number of blood relay boundaries, is of course [Dr. Blood Ji].

As the protagonist in the news, even in the middle of the night, Kimura did not stop climbing the peak of the ninja.

At the same time, Meiqin knelt on the carpet, his arms flexed his elbows, and supported on a smooth glass coffee table.

The skin of the elbow, rubbing with smooth glass, rubbing each other, making the scalp itchy sound. Fortunately, the volume is not high, and it is covered by the sound of the TV. No one is uncomfortable.

Meiqin lowered her head, her eyes were blurred, her lips opened lightly, and her fair face showed rosy blood.

The soft hair, or falling from the forehead, or hanging from both sides, spilled on the glass coffee table, forming a curtain that is almost indifferent.

Along with the shaking of her head, her hair curtain shake slightly, and occasionally exposed a gap, so that the fresh air outside the outside world can flow in.

Meiqin wore a suspender dress tonight, a slender sling, and a maple red plaid skirt.

The suspender has slipped along the fair and delicate shoulder, slipped to both sides, and hung in the arms.

Of course, the suspender is not hung on the shoulders, but it is not much different.

After all, this skirt is a back -up style. The suspender slipped, nothing more than the cover of two ribbons that made the smooth spine missing two ribbons.

On the back of the spine, a layer of fine sweat beads reflected with soft lights, and it was dazzling.

Under the grid skirt, the long legs wrapped in gray stockings.

Meiqin is the kneeling position of Neiba -the thighs tightly together, and the two calves are separated outward.

With a pair of silk feet, the pointed high heels on the red bottom of the patent leather.

The leather quality of high heels is excellent, with expensive luster.

Although the ankle position of high heels has been designed as soft and skinny as much as possible, because of Meiqin’s kneeling position, the flexible leather still caused her to be more serious.

Kneeling for a long time, the leather may even wear stockings and hurt the delicate skin.

Therefore, Meiqin faded half of the heels early, exposed the heels, and half of the feet. Basically, only the toes were poked in the shoes.

High -heeled shoes lost enough fixation, and could only be sandwiched in the air between the soles and carpets, accompanied by the rhythm of her calf, trembling slightly.

Nympho

Time, cheerful passage.

Unconsciously, the show on TV has changed from international news to entertainment news.

Finally, Meiqin Dai’s eyebrows stretched, red lips opened lightly, and he was satisfied with his heart, ending the evening exercise, and leaned lazily on the sofa.

“Thanks for your hard work.”

Kimura was sitting beside her, smiling, sorting her sweaty hair for her, and her ears, and she turned into a simple bun.

Meiqin smiled and shook his head: “Where is the hard work, I just sweat.”

“I pour you a glass of water.