Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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When Bo Jing came out again, only a dimly lit bedside lamp was left at the head of the bed. On the huge (bed chuang) was lying a petite woman, facing him under the quilt. It seems to have been (sleeping Shui). +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

Bo Jing's slender and dark eyes deepened, and he was only wearing a bath towel around his waist. The drops of water washed down on his body from the shower just now were sliding down the texture of his back.

The body has a perfect inverted triangle figure, a well-corrected shuttlecock muscle, and smooth lines.

Comparing her to the thin, he is taller and full of masculinity.

The body gap between men and women is vividly reflected in these two people.

Bo Jing watched her sleep with her back to her (sleeping Shui). In this posture, he knew she was pretending (sleeping Shui), and if (sleeping Shui) was on, she would get used to (sexual xg).

He didn't choose to break, and after wiping (dry gan) his body, he walked over and lifted the quilt, lying on the (bed chuang).

Of course, when he opened the quilt and went in, he didn't know what he caught, and his mind buzzed, making him a little confused.

and many more.

what's the situation?

What did he see by accident just now?

Bo Jing leaned against the head of the bed, fixed his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at her with complicated eyes.

He licked his lips, then reached out a hand slightly to turn off the light.

In an instant, the two people fell into darkness.

In the past few days, after she finished eating during the day, she either sat with Bo Jing's mom or went out to practice the car while he was busy working.

He worked late every day, and his parents were leaving tomorrow, so he came back early.

She breathed very weakly, quietly in the night, and could hear each other's steady breathing.

Suddenly, just when he thought that the night would pass so quietly, his low and dull voice suddenly sounded.

The sound is very soft.

"Xieer..."

The little figure was silent for a while, but still responded slowly, "...Huh?"

Bo Jing's slender eyes stared at her back.

Just when the two of them fell into silent silence again, they stretched out their long arms suddenly, and in the next second Josh felt that she had been fished over, and her back slammed into his sturdy arms. She blushed and moaned. sound.

Bo Jing felt the touch of the skin under the quilt, her long arms tightened unconsciously, suddenly lowered her head, buried herself between her fragrant neck, and asked in a low voice, "Why."

Why do you wear **** ∼ fun inner ∼ clothes (sleeping in Shui).

She obviously can ignore it.

He must have read it right before, and even with a quick glance, he can see the long, slender, white legs that dangle under the thin blanket.

Josh murmured something vaguely.

But Bo Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, "You said you didn't have (sleeping Shui) clothes?"

When he said this, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Josh moved restlessly, flushed but did not speak any more, but buried his head deeper in the quilt.

Bo Jing didn't need her to speak any more, and his big hands gradually dropped from the thin quilt, and directly touched her body wearing thin clothes.

Delicate touch.

Josh tensed slightly and shuddered slightly.

From behind, in such a quiet night, Bo Jing gently (kissed wen) her, from the hair, to the neck, to the shoulders, the roots of the ears, and finally caught her small white earlobes.

She whispered, and quickly bit her lips, blushing for blood.

That is where she is very sensitive.

It didn't stop anywhere.

She was clasped in his arms, and the two people seemed to be stuck together, unable to separate.