Pretty Her

His breath was hot and hot in the dark, and she reached his warm and strong chest. Under the cotton lining was his rapid and powerful heartbeat.

He seemed to have a great deal of dissatisfaction. His arms were like steel, and he caught her tightly. She tried to move outwards. Instead of letting go, he increased his strength, for fear that she would break free from her arms.

She whispered what he said just now and murmured: "I'm just your sister who is not related to you. You can't interfere with my personal freedom. I want to fall in love with whomever I want to fall in love with, no need ..."

Before the words were over, the person behind her changed her position. She was forced to turn over and lie straight on her back. Chi Song held her down. His handsome face was full of displeasment: "No, not just my sister."

She pushed him resentfully and could n’t move, she could only let him press on her, so that she was out of breath, there was a cry in her voice, and she asked aggrievedly: "You lied, I knew it yesterday, To you, I'm just my sister, and even I like it because I like her. "

The girl ’s clear and clear eyes looked soft, and Chi Song held her porcelain white face with a firm tone: "I like you, I like it very much. It ’s not the way my brother likes my sister, but the man is right. Women's likes. "

She wept softly, snoring like a cat: "I ... I ... don't believe it."

The girl's hot teardrops slipped and dripped onto his hands, like acupuncture, stabbing him at a loss.

He patronized his mood, but completely ignored her mood.

Last night, she must have taken great courage to find him in his room.

She looked at him with all her likes and desires.

What she wanted was probably his affirmation and response, but he blindly pushed her away without explaining it afterwards. If he could handle it more properly last night, maybe it wouldn't make her so sad.

When he was in a daze, the girl became more and more crying and sad, and in the end, she burst into tears.

"Brother is a bad guy. I hate brother most."

Chi Song frowned.

Last night hesitated about things that can't be delayed. He just wanted to take better care of her rather than keep her away from him.

The girl shouted again, "I hate my brother the most in the world."

Chi Song's brow was even tighter, and the strings in his head broke suddenly.

She must not hate him.

Next second.

Chi Song did not hesitate to reach out and gently squeeze the sides of her cheeks. The girl was forced to mumble, and before they could react, she was kissed hard.

He embraced her arrogantly and said, "Who does Abao hate?"

The girl froze, her face soaked in tears flushed: "Hate ... hate brother ..."

The moment she opened her mouth to speak, he took the opportunity to go further, rolled her tongue, and asked, "Again, who do you hate?"

He asked her, but he didn't let her talk, and buried her and kissed her seriously. The girl's sobbing voice was swallowed into his belly and kissed behind her, her crying voice gradually becoming a fragmented coquettish.

Her Jiao Jiao panted and heard his veins stretch, soft lips, wet little tongue, he kissed her again and again, just like a magic wand, couldn't stop.

After kissing for about half an hour, the girl shivered, "Swelling ... swelling ... can't kiss anymore ..."

Desire drove him to kiss a few more times, then forced himself to stop with tenacious perseverance.

The girl put her hands on his neck weakly, tears were on her long eyelashes, a small petal-shaped mouth was rubbed red and swollen, her upper and lower lips were not closed, and she was breathing freshly like a drowning fish. air.

Chi Song hadn't pulled himself away from his desire. He lowered his head subconsciously and licked the corner of her mouth gently: "Sorry, Abao, my brother didn't mean it."

The girl complained: "You did it on purpose."

Chi Song gave a nod and then nodded: "Yes, I did it on purpose."

The girl tilted her head and pursed her lips and murmured, "You hate it."

This disgust was completely different from the disgust just now. He heard the shyness in her words, and hurriedly rushed up and asked, "Do you like it or do you hate it?"

The girl snorted. "I don't like it."

Chi Song: "But yesterday you asked me if I wanted to kiss you."

The girl said indignantly, "But haven't you rejected me? You have missed something and can't turn back." She wanted to beat him and hit him, but he just kissed him softly and had to protest in words: "You go away Don't press me. "

Chi Song hesitated for a second, then rolled over.

The girl moved her body and was about to kick him down. Before her feet were stretched, she was dragged back into the hot embrace.

He hugged her, not from behind, but face to face with her.

She refused to look at him, curled up, and he looked down. In the end, she had no choice but to put her in her ears and begged her for forgiveness: "A Bao, my brother knows wrong, my brother should not refuse You, my brother is not sober-headed, it is my brother who is cold and unconscious, and my brother is the stupid big fool in the world. "

Then the girl was willing to look up at him: "After I kissed, I said good things. Whoever listens, I won't listen."

Chi Song took the opportunity to kiss her on the forehead again.

The girl covered her forehead. "No one is allowed."

When he raised his face, he pecked his face again.

The girl covered the place he kissed again and protested strongly: "No one was allowed to kiss!"

Chi Song sent his face over, "Now, let you kiss me back."

Girl: "I don't kiss you, I want to kiss others."

Chi Song felt a sense of crisis, righteous words: "You can't kiss anyone except your brother, otherwise ..."

Girl: "How else?"

Chi Song looked for her lower lip and bit her mouth quickly: "Otherwise, I'll bite you."

The girl struggled: "You're perverted, big pervert."

Chi Song: "Yeah, it is metamorphosis. It is a metamorphosis of Abao alone."

The girl hummed twice. Chi Song's black eyes were blurred and drunk, and she slap her face with her face. She stretched her neck and refused to let him sting. Chi Songsheng was afraid she would ignore her and wanted to continue the toughness just now, but She was afraid she would get angry.

Had no choice but to shout, "Abao, my good Abao ..."

The girl finally spoke out and mumbled, "Don't you say you don't call Abao, call your baby."

Like the gold medal for exemption, he shouted, "Baby."

The girl lowered her eyes, her fan-like lashes trembling slightly, and her voice was soft: "I used to call someone screaming for babies, even my mother would call, I wouldn't let it."

She was so cute, she lowered her head when she spoke, her hands twisted uneasily, and did not deliberately pretend to be charming, innocently every word and every breath was innocent.

Chi Song's heart became more itchy as he looked.

Once the virgin desire is released, it is like a volcanic eruption.

But he couldn't continue. He understood that he could not go any further without her permission.

but……

Before the brain thinks, the body has already responded.

Looking at the person who suddenly rushed to cover her lips, after a brief surprise, she reminded him softly: "Tap."

Chi Song swallowed: "I'll hold it, don't move."

After a while.

Girl: "You're hot."

Chi Song: "Hot heart."

She laughed and asked him, "How long should I keep this posture?"

What he said was that he blocked her mouth and looked motionless.

Chi Song: "Is it uncomfortable?"

The girl twisted her body and said quietly, "I'm fine, but I'm afraid of my brother."

The man who was immersed in desire showed his ugly face and coaxed and deceived: "Brother is not uncomfortable, just hug and kiss for a while."

The result was a whole night.

That night, the girl turned down the air conditioner, and he copied it. The temperature was adjusted to 16 degrees. The whole room was like an ice cellar. The girl fell asleep and shouted cold in the middle of the night, and took the initiative to climb on him. Hold him close.

Chi Song was too hot. My heart is itchy, my body is itchy, and my blood is punching, and I haven't stopped all night.

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky turned white and the fish belly was white, Chi Song still opened his eyes excitedly.

He had a good experience of what is called "enduring."

As soon as Tong Bao opened his eyes, he saw Chi Chun's face blushing. He seemed to be thinking about something. When he saw her woke up, he vowed to throw out a sentence: "Brother will make you happy in the future."

Tong Bao rubbed his sleepy eyes, his voice hoarse: "What?"

Chi Song's unconscious affirmation of himself had been heard by her. He blushed even more. After a brief panic, he calmed down and thought of something important. He kissed her forehead. My brother will never make his own claim. He will listen to you. "

Tong Bao got upset, didn't wake up awake, and murmured, "But people prefer boys who take the initiative."

Chi Song stunned.

In order to show his wolf initiative, he kissed her lips again, emphasizing: "Brother can also be very active, and my brother will sleep with Baobao every night, OK?"

The drooling stains were still on the corners of her mouth, and she was anxious and anxious: "No mouthwash, you bad guy."

Chi Song: "Don't hate it."

Tong Bao: "I hate it."

Chi Song had to let go of her, put on her shoes to open the door, and gestured to her before leaving: "wait for my brother."

After a while.

Chi Song returned.

In ten minutes, he took a shower, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and ran as fast as possible from the second floor to the third floor.

Tong Bao fell asleep, and was suddenly held up. Chi Song was sitting beside the bed, taking a sober breath and spit out the freshly chewed gum. He couldn't help but pinch her beeping lips and kissed.

Deep French kiss.

Wolf kiss.

Tong Bao shook his head: "You're not a dog, don't lick it."

Adhering to the principle of not being able to pinch the lower part of the neck for the time being, he was bolder than last night, and followed her chin corner to kiss her small white tender earlobe.

The charming voice overflowed from her lips.

Encouraged, Chi Song asked in her ear, "Do you like brother?"

The girl grabbed his horns and curled up, kissed unconsciously, and said, "Like."

Chi Song was dissatisfied. When he thought about the date of Tong Bao and someone else last night, he couldn't help but grind his teeth gently: "Then tell your brother, who are you?"

Girl: "It's my brother."

"Who is my brother?"

"Tong Bao, Tong Bao is my brother."

Chi Song held a small piece of tender meat in his ear and asked, "Will you be with your brother in the future?"

The girl chanted: "Yes, yes."

He just let her go and watched the girl's sweaty cheeks turn red early in the morning, and he liked it so much.

He thought he might be a little perverted.

How can it be 蹂-躏 香香 soft and good treasure?

Not only did he do it, but he wanted to do it every day.

Chi Song lifted Tong Bao from the bed.

The girl asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Chi Song went out without holding her head, and went straight to the door of Chi Fengwen. She stretched out her long legs and kicked herself: "I want to tell my dad and Aunt Tong that we are together."

Five thirty in the morning.

Chijia chicken flying dog jumping.