Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Bai Zhen rubbed her steps and stood in front of him.

She gestured, "These, these, these—these are all yours?"

The boy poured a glass of water, "Yes."

Bai Zhen frowned, "You...how did you put things in? You don't have a key—"

Before she could say the last word, she suddenly remembered that Zhang Wen also had her key there.

"Miss Wen gave it to you?"

The boy bent his eyes, took the teacup and took a sip, "En."

"Impossible! Sister Wen is not familiar with you, how could I give you the key to my house?"

The young man said calmly, "Since you don't move to my place, then I will naturally find a way to come here."

Xiao Ling put the teacup back on the coffee table and approached her casually.

He was tall, with broad shoulders, and his shadow could envelop her whole body.

Bai Zhen looked up at him.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched into a smile, his gaze was like the scorching heat of a wolf locking on its prey.

Bai Zhen was stared at by him, her hair straightened, she secretly screamed in her heart, she turned around and wanted to slip back into the room.

But he pulled the back collar and brought it back to Shengsheng.

Bai Zhen struggled with her short legs, "What are you doing, let me go!"

The young man's fluttering words echoed in his ears, with a pleasant taste: "You know what? Since the last time... I can always think of your taste. That kind of ecstasy that erodes to the bones is like a poppy, which makes people once Contamination, can not extricate themselves.

Sisi, I've been waiting too long for this day. You cannot escape. "

The boy's kiss was caught off guard, and Bai Zhen was not prepared at all, so he was easily pried open, was plundered and invaded wantonly, and even his breath was stained with each other's breath.

Xiao Ling picked her up and walked to the bedroom, then suddenly fell into the soft and comfortable big bed.

The young man's broken hair brushed lightly across her cheeks, it was obviously itchy, but there was a hint of numbness.

Although it didn't help, Bai Zhen's hand still pushed his chest.

"Don't be afraid, I promise it will be lighter this time."

The garbage system babbles in the sea of ​​consciousness saying something that is not suitable for children.

Bai Zhen scolded it severely and blocked it automatically.

The system reminded her.

As a ten thousand year fox demon with high mana, Bai Zhen believes that her prestige must not be suppressed by Xiao Ling, a little bunny.

She put her hand on his shoulder, turned over with force, and the two switched positions.

Xiao Ling's hair was messy under her pressure - under him, the corners of his eyes were raised, his eyes were blurred, and his appearance was so coquettish that it was enough to seduce the soul.

Bai Zhen cursed inwardly: He is the fox spirit...

The boy raised the corners of his lips diagonally, the scenery under the half-open clothes was sultry, and his voice was bewitching, "I didn't expect you to be such a little fox."

The simple little fox is still thinking about what he thinks of her...

Results in two minutes.

When her waist was so soft that she had to lean on him.

It was only when she 'personally realized' that this man was clearly a big bad wolf in the skin of an old monk!

"You, slow, slow..."

"I, I don't want..."

There was a thin layer of sweat on the boy's forehead, he smiled forbearance, "Sisi, there is a saying that is good, the path you choose, you have to walk all the way down on your knees.

The posture you choose, you have to do it when you cry. "

Bai Zhen: …

Is she wrong?

...it turns out.

Xiao Ling is a big liar!

I swear and promise that it will be lighter.

... light ass!

The fox demon, who wanted to be ashamed, was tossed to the point that it could only make a broken sound, the corners of her eyes were red with tears, and the man did not move lightly.

Men are big hooves!