Male God Is Always Targeted

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Luo Mio didn't notice anything wrong with the man.

Squint.

Feeling the relieved pain in the waist, the expression on his face slowly turned into enjoyment.

Put your hands together, resting your chin on your head.

I couldn't help humming comfortably.

"The point, the point."

Jin Yiming increased his strength according to the words.

Across a thin layer of clothes, the touch of the hands is still good, making people want more.

Fingers tugged up some clothes without a trace.

Take it up little by little.

He was about to reveal his coveted thin waist, and the man below spoke.

"Up, move, don't be lazy."

Jin Yiming stopped, obediently followed his request and went up a bit.

Press gently.

"Um~ um..."

Luo Mio closed his eyes, his expression completely relaxed.

So comfortable.

"A little to the left, a little to the left, yes yes yes, that's it, not too heavy, not too light."

Feel the man's hand in the right place.

Satisfied smile.

He rubbed his face on the sofa, expressing his good mood.

After Jin Yiming took it seriously for a while, he started to make trouble again.

A hand slowly slides underneath.

I want to gently lift my clothes off.

Just put my hand on it.

Luo Mio moved his body hummingly.

"Hurry up, one hand is not enough, both hands come."

Jin Yiming looked at him regretfully because he was lying on his stomach, his shape was very round and full, and his buttocks were still very upturned.

The throat moved.

"Xiao Luo, it's not easy to press through the clothes like this, and I can't see the situation on your waist. Why don't you lift up the clothes?"

Sounds like nothing wrong with it.

Let Luo Mio turn over vigilantly.

The speed was too fast, and Jin Yiming's hands were directly pressed onto the soft back of the sofa.

Squinting his eyes, he looked at the calm-faced man.

"What's your intention?"

Jin Yiming shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of pampering.

"Xiao Luo, how can you doubt me? I see you are very uncomfortable and distressed."

Jin Yiming, who was also turned on coaxing skills.

When it comes to love words, the number of paragraphs is no lower than Luo Mio.

Especially when he said love words with an expressionless face.

The love in his eyes was about to overflow.

This contrast is even more heartbreaking.

Luo Mio pursed her lips.

After staring at the man for a while, he saw that his expression did not change.

Only in a soft tone: "Really?"

"Really!" Jin Yiming nodded immediately.

"Then... that's fine." Luo Miao squatted back down.

Reach out to pull clothes.

Moved a bit and turned back, no deterrent warning.

"You can only massage, don't make any crooked thoughts, can you hear me?"

Jin Yiming raised his hands to assure.

Gently press the person back.

Before he repented, he quickly lifted his clothes.

The beautiful waist and the graceful waist are instantly imprinted in the eyes.

His eyes instantly became intense.

The hand touched it uncontrollably.

The slightly warmer touch made Luo Mio's body tremble.

Some discomfort moved.

Jin Yiming looked at the already alluring waist and trembled.

One by one.

Like cat paws.

fall in the heart.

Itchy throat and dry tongue.

Agitated all over.

The hand couldn't hold back, leaving a red mark on it.

on fair skin.

Extraordinarily gorgeous.

Luo Mio always felt that there was something wrong with the air.

like...

A little hot.

There is still some indescribable feeling in the waist.

He subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to touch it.

It was held down as soon as it moved.

Jin Yiming's breathing became heavier, and he eagerly rubbed his hands on his attractive waist.

With a slightly stronger force, Luo Mio moaned uncontrollably.

The irritated Jin Yiming's eyes were even redder.

One rolled over and pressed up, bowing his head.

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