Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1640, Big Fudge is online.

At the beginning of the night, the nosebleeds were urgent. After half an hour, it was better. The night court gave her a nosebleed, and her face was ruddy, like a rouge, she was relieved, and asked softly. Don't worry?"

At the beginning of the night, I felt that I was thrown away from home. I looked at her face. Anyway, she couldn’t see it. I didn’t write a line on my face. I was very upset. I licked my lips in the night and licked her hair.

The hair at the beginning of the night was very dark and bright, especially soft and thick, and it felt very comfortable.

"Okay, sleep."

At the beginning of the night, there is no expression, why do you put your clothes on!

"what happened?"

At the beginning of the night, this nightgown is very loose. When I turn over and turn over, I will spread it. What muscles are there? I am a blind man. Who do you show to show, mad, but she can’t say.

She had an inspiration, stretched her hand across the chest, and touched him on his chest. The hard chest muscles were burning in an instant, and they were unconsciously squatting at the beginning of the night, feeling very comfortable.

Night court, "..."

He felt that he was a blind man at the beginning of the night. He was so comfortable to wear it. He changed it back in the morning. At the beginning of the night, was this intentionally simmering?

Even if it is awkward.

Do you know what you touched?

Don't you feel it?

The night court squatted slightly, but saw the eyes closed at the beginning of the night, as if it had entered a state of sleep, it looked normal, the night court looked at her white hands, picked up her wrists, put her hands Put it aside.

At the beginning of the night, a small snoring sound was heard, indicating that he was already asleep.

The night court was a sigh of relief, very good, nice.

After a while, her hand came up again?

Also covered in an unspeakable place, the night court narrowed his eyes, which is sure to be oily.

"This color is smashing in my sleep."

At the beginning of the night, I almost smashed his little bit. I licked your head of oil. I just wanted you to change clothes, not impulsive, impulsive, and impulsive to expose yourself to a nap.

I was thinking at the beginning of the night, how can I pretend to be a normal and happy pretense?

The one that is very natural.

Is it best to kick him down?

For example, I made a nightmare, accidentally kicking him down?

Well, I feel like there is.

At the beginning of the night, I began to accumulate power. I wanted to pretend to be a nightmare. I just wanted to kick him. I thought about it at night, I fell asleep so quickly, and I had a nightmare that seemed a bit fake.

Forget it, think about it again.

At the beginning of the night, he looked up and slaps his face and slaps his face. He sleeps comfortably with him.

Night court, "..."

He asked himself for the fifth time, why did you have to look at the beginning of the night?

why! ! !

Fortunately, at the beginning of the night, it was really sleepy. I really fell asleep. The night court took her hand away again. She was well-behaved. She took her legs away. She was also very well-behaved. The night court was finally loose. Take a breath.

The next morning, at the beginning of the night, I licked my head and was very wronged.

She has not washed her hair for several days.

It's so greasy.

The nightmare licked the bastard. Didn’t kiss her hair yesterday, didn’t she feel the smell in her hair? She grabbed her hair irritably, sat down in the night court and was picking her skirt.

Oh, this is the most uncomfortable place at the beginning of the night. He chooses a short skirt for her every day.

T-shirt, short skirt, or pink?

I don't know if I am short, wearing a short skirt makes me look shorter.

No way, she is a blind man, can't protest.

At the beginning of the night, I licked my hair again and again. I saw it at night and asked her questioningly. "What happened?"

(End of this chapter)