Reborn Super Master

After several days of busyness, Zhao Xuan has not been able to sleep well. He is physically exhausted, but his spirit is a little excited.

However, there is someone who is very tired. She is Wang Xiaoting. Wang Xiaoting has been concerned about Zhao Xuan these days. She doesn't know where he went. Maybe he was having an affair with a girl, or he went to a nightclub and was playing mahjong? Wang Xiaoting's heart was very confused. When she was with Zhao Xuan, she always felt that she couldn't figure out what this man was thinking. He was like a vague cloud. If you want to reach out to grab him, you must not be able to catch him. You can only look up and look at him silently and appreciate him. If he is willing to stay, he will always be by your side. If he is not willing to stay, a gust of wind will blow him away, blowing far away, making you unable to see again.

Wang Xiaoting really wanted to find Zhao Xuan, and then scolded him hard in front of him, or whispered in his ears, but when this guy really appeared in front of him, Wang Xiaoting couldn't say anything, but threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and choked.

Zhao Xuan gently hugged Wang Xiaoting, hugged her and walked into the house, stroked her head and said:

"Girl, what's wrong? I burst into tears as soon as I met."

Wang Xiaoting choked and said:

"Where have you been there these days?"

Zhao Xuan suddenly realized that it was for this matter, and he whispered:

"I have something wrong these days, what's wrong? I haven't seen me for a few days, so I'm anxious!"

Wang Xiaoting kept nodding in Zhao Xuan's arms, as if a kitten was rubbing his owner, but this kitten was just a crying kitten.

Zhao Xuan stretched out his hand, gently lifted Wang Xiaoting's chin, faced her eyes and said with a smile:

"Stop crying, you're not pretty anymore, you're crying like a little cat."

Wang Xiaoting looked at Zhao Xuan's eyes, and suddenly, unexpectedly, stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhao Xuan's lips directly, and the two kissed.

At that moment, Wang Xiaoting's mind went blank. Her courage came suddenly and disappeared suddenly. Taking the initiative was not her personality, but facing Zhao Xuan, a man who seemed even less proactive, and who was like a cloud, she must show her initiative because she was afraid of losing him!

Zhao Xuan's lips didn't move much, but just looked at Wang Xiaoting in front of him. She was very close to her, and the fragrance came to her nose. Her thick and slender eyelashes were curved and very beautiful. It was hard to imagine that such a girl from the countryside was as pure and beautiful as a fairy in the sky.

Zhao Xuan's motion made Wang Xiaoting even more excited. She did not stop her movements because Zhao Xuan had no reaction, but continued to kiss Zhao Xuan arrogance and proactively.

Her mouth smells so fragrant and sweet, like a honeydew melon. The smell on her body was a little fragrant and sweaty because she had just passed by work and had not had time to take a shower when she returned to the house. The smell of sweat had a unique fragrance that made Zhao Xuan distracted.

About half a minute passed, Zhao Xuan finally responded to Wang Xiaoting, put his back on Wang Xiaoting's slim waist, and responded fiercely. He grabbed Wang Xiaoting's slender waist inch by inch, grabbed her elastic two buttocks and squeezed them gently.

Not long after, Wang Xiaoting's breathing became heavy, and she was a little nervous, scratching and touching Zhao Xuan's back, venting her cramps and anxiety.

Zhao Xuan kissed her, and then carefully pushed her into the bed to let her lie down. Then, he reached into her clothes with one hand and headed towards her proud breasts. When he touched her, the soft elasticity was even more exciting. Sometimes it was half-covered and half-covered. Even Zhao Xuan had to admit that this feeling was really beautiful. After touching and pinching for a while, Zhao Xuan was no longer satisfied with rubbing her clothes. With force, he turned Wang Xiaoting side and slid his hand onto the pink back to unbutton her breast buckle.

Finally, Zhao Xuan's hand really felt Wang Xiaoting's chest, and her moans became one after another, with a very rhythmic feeling. She closed her eyes, her expression was nervous, scared, but she seemed to be full of desire.

Wang Xiaoting's skin, which was originally white and red, gradually turned crimson under Zhao Xuan's caress. She seemed like a fairy and made Zhao Xuan unable to extricate herself. The corner of his mouth raised, then pressed it up and kissed her little mouth, swept down all the way until she kissed all her skin.

Wang Xiaoting opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Xuan with a confused look. She wanted it, she had wet the sheets. At this moment, she felt itchy in her heart. She wanted to escape, but had nowhere to escape. This was a feeling she had never tried before. In fact, every minute she was with Zhao Xuan, she was full of freshness and expectation. Every minute she was with Zhao Xuan, she felt that the wind seemed to be singing, and everything became so pleasant.

"Xiaoting..." Zhao Xuan shouted softly in Wang Xiaoting's ear.

Wang Xiaoting's body trembled, and tears blew across the corners of her eyes without realizing it. Why did she cry at such an excited moment? Is it because she was too excited? Or was it because of something else?

"you……"

"Xun, don't leave me, okay?"

Wang Xiaoting turned over and crawled in Zhao Xuan's arms and cried. Looking at the jade man in his arms crying, Zhao Xuan felt indescribable and gradually became stunned.

The jade man in his arms was basically naked, but at this moment, Zhao Xuan was gone, and just reached out to touch Wang Xiaoting's hair gently, not knowing what to say.

After crying for a while, Wang Xiaoting stopped crying and sat out of Zhao Xuan's arms, looking at Zhao Xuan and said:

"Brother Xuan, I..."

Zhao Xuan said softly:

"It's okay... are you getting better now?"

Wang Xiaoting nodded slightly:

“It’s much better now.”

Zhao Xuan gently stroked the tears on her cheek:

"Look at you, you have really become a little cat this time."

Wang Xiaoting wiped the tears from her cheeks and said softly:

"Wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom first..."

After saying that, he stood up and went into the bathroom.

Looking at Wang Xiaoting's departure, Zhao Xuan's mouth raised, as if girls were like this. He never wanted his unpretentious side to be seen by others, especially those he liked. They all care so much about their image, but they didn't know that what men want to see most is their innocent and real smiles.

There was a drizzling sound in the bathroom. Could this girl be taking a shower?

Zhao Xuan was still dazed.

After a while, the bathroom door opened, and Zhao Xuan couldn't help but turn her head. She really took a shower, because the first thing that appeared in front of Zhao Xuan was a snow-white and slender legs, then the upper body wrapped in a bath towel, and finally a beautiful little face.

Although Wang Xiaoting is not old, her figure is very standard, and her face is rosy, like a red apple, making people want to bite it, and her black hair is slightly wet.

What a picture of a beauty taking a bath! Zhao Xuan secretly praised her heart, but his eyes were staring at Wang Xiaoting with a red face.

Wang Xiaoting was stared tightly by Zhao Xuan's eyes, her face turned redder, and she slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down:

"Brother Xuan..." His voice was soft, sweet and beautiful.

After saying that, he closed his eyes, hugged Zhao Xuan's chest, raised his head, and pouted his rosy little mouth and looked like he could pick it up.

Zhao Xuan's suppressed for a long time was teased suddenly, and he lowered his head and kissed his rosy little mouth.

"Well!"

Wang Xiaotingjiao, whose lips were attacked, moaned, her mind blank: Is this the feeling of kissing? It's so good.

Before Wang Xiaoting could react, Zhao Xuan's tongue had already pried open Wang Xiaoting's teeth and started to rage in Wang Xiaoting's little mouth. Wang Xiaoting's kissing skills were not yet skilled, and a small lilac tongue was trembling and dodging. However, in Zhao Xuan's opinion, this was simply teasing, even more rampant. And his big hands were not idle, and began to knead Wang Xiaoting's perky buttocks.

"Um."

Wang Xiaoting, whose buttocks were attacked and her mouth was blocked, let out a dull cry.

After a while, the two of them met frankly without any hesitation. Just as Zhao Xuan was about to attack the city and siege, a ringtone of his cell phone interrupted Zhao Xuan's action. He picked it up and saw that it was Nangong Shishi. The burning lust flame was extinguished.

Looking down, Wang Xiaoting's eyes were staring at her with big eyes. Zhao Xuan made a gesture of silence and answered the phone:

"Hey, what are you doing? Call me if you don't sleep so late. You can't sleep at night?"

"Hmph! What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just inspecting what you're doing now!"

Nangong Shishi's voice on the other end of the phone was clear, but Zhao Xuan sounded somewhat charming and charming at this moment. The love fire that was gradually extinguished suddenly jumped up, just as it hit Wang Xiaoting's shyness.

Feeling a hot thing pressing against her private parts, Wang Xiaoting's breathing immediately became heavy.

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"Me? I'm playing in a nightclub now. At night, don't call me if you have nothing to do. It's not working hours now, so I'm hung up!"

Zhao Xuan didn't care who was calling! He was on the verge of the arrow, ready to go, and had no time to talk, so he hung up the phone directly.

Wang Xiaoting asked softly:

"Who is it?" She had actually guessed who the person was, but she didn't say it out.

Zhao Xuan said calmly and generously:

"Who else, Nangong Shishi."

Wang Xiaoting looked at Zhao Xuan, pursed her lips, and her little hand holding Zhao Xuan tightened even more:

"She is really beautiful..." This was a bit inexplicable.

Zhao Xuan kissed Nangong Shishi's forehead:

"Yes, she is indeed a big beauty."

Wang Xiaoting pouted and pinched Zhao Xuan's waist:

"What about me? Who is more beautiful than her?"

Wang Xiaoting asked in a sweet voice, two expectant eyes staring at Zhao Xuan, as if they were about to penetrate his heart.

"Well...this..."

Zhao Xuan hesitated on purpose and did not express the answer.

"Hate, who is beautiful? Does it take for so long? Am I not beautiful?"

Wang Xiaoting became anxious. She acted coquettishly at first, but finally her voice became lowered. She was a little unconfident, afraid that Zhao Xuan would say the answer she didn't want to hear.