My Goddess is a Cat

No military training is needed today. Sang Mengmeng is wearing her own skirt, a girly-style skirt printed with goldfish and aquatic plants, soft and cute, and she is very satisfied even when she looks at it. The most important thing is this kind of skirt. The material feels very good, and Tang An holds her as if directly touching her skin.

"I want to see you sooner." Sang Mengmeng hummed the feeling of speaking through his nose, because this way of speaking is more cute and the taste of acting like a baby is fuller.

Girls are naturally coquettish creatures, not to mention that after having a boyfriend, this kind of talent develops to the extreme at an unparalleled speed, surpassing any talent that any genius has mastered.

Men can't stand the feeling of girls talking with their noses, the delicate and greasy nasal sounds, which makes people fascinated. Read the Chinese website wwW.ZaiDu.Org again.

What's more, she is still a beautiful and lovely girl.

The girl in the morning, the sweet smell, far surpassed the flower buds in the garden with the morning dew, and it was fresher and fresher.

Her breath is pure, her body scent is fresh, her skin is fresh, her eyes are clear, her lips and tongue are clean and moist, as if they are just made desserts, but they are not handmade. Because it's all a kind of pollution.

Eating her in one bite was like taking a deep breath over the virgin forest, hearing the movement of many energetic and vigorous animals, and the wind swaying across the forest stroking her cheeks.

Tang An couldn't stand his girlfriend's attachment to him, so he lowered his head to stabilize Sang Mengmeng's lips without hesitation.

Sang Mengmeng's cheeks flushed slightly, and while opening her mouth obediently, she said, "Moon Yeh asked me to come up and wake you up, she is still downstairs!"

As Sang Mengmeng said this, Tang An suddenly woke up. He originally thought that he could have a warm-up exercise in the morning. How did he know that Sang Yueye was there.

To say that Sang Yueye is downstairs, Tang An is still upstairs and Sang Mengmeng is endless. Tang An can't do it. He always feels that he has to face Sang Yueye's calm and indifferent as usual when he gets off the stairs, but he happens to be. Tang An bowed his head with shame in his eyes.

But Tang An couldn't just let go of the flesh to his mouth. The kiss was a kiss, and of course the hand that reached under her skirt would not be taken out immediately.

So when Tang An got up, Sang Mengmeng also tidyed up for a long time, and finally at least tidyed up her hair and clothes, except for the shy look on her cheeks and eyes.

"I used your bathroom and towels last night, don't you mind?" Tang An used new toothbrushes and cups. There are several sets of these things. In fact, there are a lot of towels, but Tang An didn't bother to look for them last night.

"Of course I don't mind." Sang Mengmeng stood behind Tang An, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her cheeks on his back. care!"

It feels pretty crooked, but Tang An likes it very much. If the boyfriend and girlfriend have too much so-called personal sex, personal life habits, cleanliness and habits, and can’t tolerate the other party’s changes and integration in many details of their lives, then it’s still What kind of love to talk about? What's the meaning of that kind of love? How to generate trust and attachment?

"Don't move, I'll be wasting time again later." Sang Mengmeng moved around behind Tang An. Tang An felt very comfortable, but he had to stay away from the sink a little bit. Because of Sang Mengmeng, let He generated a strong power to move his body back some distance using the sink as a fulcrum.

Sang Mengmeng didn’t move anymore, but she still hugged Tang An and didn’t let go. She giggled, “I really want to have a girlfriend, having **** on the bed, having **** on the sofa, having **** in the bathtub. Pop, pop on the toilet, pop on the sink, pop everywhere!"

"Yeah, spanking you everywhere, it's red and swollen, and it's smashing." Tang An said with a smile. For boys who have never had a girlfriend, the imagination in this area is full of extremely exuberant and exciting. strong interest.

"Why hit me? I'm so good!" Sang Mengmeng said dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to gently pat on Tang An's lower abdomen.

In fact, men like girls’ soft abdomen, and girls also like men’s slightly hard abdominal muscles, which are very comfortable to the touch.

"Hit you with a stick!" Tang An laughed.

Sang Mengmeng blushed suddenly and stomped her feet, "Hate, how come you haven't found you so bad before, so you can speak hooligans!"

"I never found you so cute before." Tang An put down his toothbrush and cup, turned his head and hugged Sang Mengmeng.

Sang Mengmeng stopped talking, stood on his toes and moved his nose to kiss the smell of Tang An's lips just after brushing his teeth.

So they kissed again, and came downstairs a long time later.

Sang Yueye didn't wear a skirt, but instead wore a shirt with the same pattern as Sang Mengmeng's skirt. She put her hands in her pockets and didn't even look at Tang An and Sang Mengmeng.

Sang Yueye and Sang Mengmeng are finally becoming more and more like ordinary twins. Not only are their looks the same, they can also be seen in the style of twin sisters from the clothes.

Sang Mengmeng walked over and grabbed the corners of Sang Yueye's clothes. After all, she pulled Sang Yueye over and told Tang An to get up and get off immediately. But after a long time, everyone with a discerning eye knows that lovers are together. Sang Mengmeng was a little embarrassed because of something.

"The flame formed when combustible gas, air and oxygen are pre-mixed and burned according to the stoichiometric ratio is also called a dynamic combustion flame. The chemical reaction is limited to a very narrow flame cover and spreads to the combustible gas at a certain speed... …"

Sang Yueye said nonchalantly indifferent words, but Tang An interrupted Sang Yueye's words and smiled: "The chemical reaction between dry wood and raging fire is not a premixed flame!"

"What are you talking about?" Sang Mengmeng understood what Tang An was talking about dry wood and raging fire, and snorted, "You are the only one who burns it by yourself."

Sang Yueye didn't say anything, she raised her hand and looked at her watch, "It's late, and I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

"I'm going to make breakfast." Tang An said quickly. He noticed Sang Yueye's watch. She was used to wearing Panerai or Gratis in the past, but today she is wearing a fairy-tale style watch. The logo seems to be Van Klein. Albemarle.

"I'll go too!" Sang Mengmeng suddenly exposed, and she was just a little reserved in front of her sister, but when she thought that Tang An was going to the kitchen, Sang Mengmeng wanted to follow.

"Don't, it will take another two hours to make breakfast later." Sang Yueye grabbed Sang Mengmeng.

"Where is it for so long!" Sang Mengmeng said with shame, a little guilty. I was delayed upstairs for an hour at most, for sure!

Being held back by Sang Yueye, Sang Mengmeng couldn't insist on going to the kitchen with him. Tang An took a look in the kitchen by himself, and then walked out helplessly, "There is nothing to eat in the kitchen."

Because I went to see Director Jin yesterday, I took most of the food, and some of the remaining ingredients did not seem to be suitable for breakfast. There was only Nanmao's milk in the large refrigerator in the living room.

Nanmao can only drink milk for breakfast, but other people can't.

Nanmao hasn't gotten up yet, and only went to bed so late last night. It would be nice if Nanmao could get up before noon, and she didn't need to prepare breakfast for her.

Sang Yueye took out a small packet of biscuits from her pocket and gave it to Tang An, then turned her head blankly, "I saw this in the room today. It's a shame to lose it. You can eat it."

Tang An looked down and saw that it was actually a small bag of compressed biscuits, what kind of military food for soldiers, Tang An couldn't help but want to laugh. It is normal for girls to bring small snacks to boys, but where can they bring this? ? Because of this thing, the taste is really not good!

"Give you this." Of course, Sang Yueye would not only give Tang An, she also gave Sang Mengmeng a small bag of dark chocolate.

"Shall we eat this in the morning?" Sang Mengmeng pouted, looking at the chocolate as hard as black coal, and said very sadly.

"Eat." Tang An whispered to Sang Mengmeng, "Be careful she is upset."

Sang Mengmeng just remembered, this is very rare, my sister would actually bring snacks for others to eat! Although these snacks look so strange.

So Sang Mengmeng quickly took a bite, then frowned in praise, and said loudly, "It's delicious."

Tang An also began to tear open the packaging, and took the milk over to eat with them.

Sang Yueye also took a bite by herself, frowning and taking a bite.

The three of them sat in the yard, frowning at each other, and ate a strange breakfast in pain.

After breakfast, the three of them went to school together. The car that sent the Sang sisters had left, and the three decided to walk to school.

Tang An walked on the side, Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye stood aside, Sang Mengmeng stood in the middle, Sang Yueye walked, and walked to the other side of Tang An, but Sang Yueye and Tang An kept very close. Wide distance, and always looking at the street, unlike Sang Mengmeng, who has to touch Tang An from time to time.

"Tired and crooked." Sang Yueye murmured, dismissively.

Tang An was caught in the middle, looking at Sang Mengmeng on the left and Sang Yueye on the right. Two beautiful girls, but they couldn't touch one, and couldn't help sighing secretly.

Sang Yueye walked a little ahead, not knowing whether it was her own illusion or preconceived notion. It was said that after a woman had experience in that aspect, her hips would develop more rounded, so she took a closer look. Sang Yueye It seems that there is a trend of being a little more plump~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or is it because the jeans she is wearing today are made of tight-fitting materials?

"What are you looking at?" At this moment, Sang Mengmeng grabbed Tang An's waistband, lowered his voice, and said fiercely.

"Nothing..." Tang An coughed lightly.

In fact, Sang Mengmeng was not really angry, just whispered: "Did you also find out? I always feel that Xiao Yueye is weird recently, and I don't know what's wrong."

"No, I just think she is wearing a little more beautiful now." Tang An was guilty, really changed! Even Sang Mengmeng could see it. Sure enough, Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye's sisters for so many years, the changes in Sang Yueye's body can't hide from Sang Mengmeng's eyes.

"You two are talking ill of me behind your back?" Sang Yueye suddenly turned around and looked at Tang An and Sang Mengmeng suspiciously.

"No!" Tang An and Sang Mengmeng said in unison.

Sang Yueye glared at Tang An, and continued to walk with his head up and staring ahead, not too lazy to pay attention to them. (To be continued.)