Rescuing the Supporting Character

Mo Xie's palms are hot and wet, and Wen is a little ridiculous. It is obviously a man who is three years older than her. At the moment, he is as confused as a younger brother.

She took his hand and dragged him to the bed to sit down, thought about it, and leaned over to sit on his lap.

Mo Xie was grasped by her hand, and her hand was holding her half-dryed puppet stiffly, letting her extend her right arm and hook her neck.

"Do you like me?" Wen Ruo chuckled and kissed him on his lips.

He was coveted uncomfortably, and the long eyelashes trembled a little, for fear that she misunderstood her own mind, licking her thin lips, or whispering back: "...like." The blush that had just dissipated from the eartips climbed back again.

"That's it?" She pulled his big hand and slowly placed it on his soft chest. The warm scorpion was filled with sparkling water.

Wen Ru has only a thin coat, in addition to a close-fitting apron, not in the inch, Mo Xie's palm can fully feel the shape of the shape, and the center of the small bumps.

His fingertips shook slightly, and he couldn't help but squeeze the soft semicircle.

It is like a raging heat flow from the two people touching the palm of your hand, directly hitting the strong heart that he is jumping faster, and then twirling through the lower abdomen to reach the three inches below the navel.

The soft touch on his hand made him want to touch a few more, but soon, Moxie suddenly felt that his unbearable place was rapidly expanding, and the thin waist was placed on the warm buttocks.

He was a little embarrassed, and his eyebrows moved, and he reluctantly retracted his hand. He moved backwards and tried to retreat to calm down and prevent her from discovering her own intentions.

Wen was sitting on his body, and he rushed back into the bed so much that he moved her to the center of the bed.

Her blue silk was scattered a few times, and she was holding her broad shoulders with one hand and holding his big hand in one hand, making this riding position somewhat incomprehensible, like a small white. The rabbit wants to wipe out a fierce lion, and the overlord hardens the bow, and it is very likely that it will succeed.

But Mo Mo at this moment, there is no mood to care about the posture between them completely reversed the role of the role, only a certain action is not to let him get out of trouble, but because her inadvertent friction is more standing a bit.

The young lady will hate him. Mo is so frustrated that he is going to be stiff. Even his own hands have drawn the water. When he was warmed up and thrown to the bed on the bed, he did not pay attention.

"Mo evil, don't you want me?" Wen Ruo let go of his hand, his lips softly smiling, and his white fingers slowly and slowly along his tight muscle lines.

"...think." Mo Xie replied honestly, and afterwards he became more ashamed. This night in his mind, has been thought many times, even dreaming, sometimes dreaming of her curvaceous white body...

Mo Xie did not dare to tell her how much he hoped she would be able to squat under her body as she did in her dreams. But those are not true. Unlike now, his lady is really pressing on him.

I have been looking forward to it for so long, but he is timid when he comes to the head - what if the lady doesn't like him? If the young lady thinks he is not good enough and not gentle enough, what should he do? Even if she repented, he never thought about ignoring her thoughts...

The loyal Mo Mo was caught in the self-abandonment of suffering and loss.

I don’t know what he is thinking about at the moment. Wen Ruo’s cheeks, which have just turned red, turned to blue and white, and raised their eyebrows. It seems that her strength is not enough, otherwise how can he still have energy? There, I want to think about some messy things.

The soft little hand ran down gently and firmly into his slightly open placket, and Wen was keenly aware that the muscles under his arm suddenly became stiff. She gradually swelled her lips and bent out a sinuous arc.

Moxie's skin is firm and smooth, with the unique sunlight of the juvenile, she seems to be able to feel the blood running under the skin is warmly responding with her touch.

The warm palm begins with the muscle lines he picks up from the chest and moves down slowly. Wherever he goes, the tight texture becomes a little tighter.

The clothes of the ancients were very loose, and only a few knots had to be untied, so that his bronzed and healthy chest could be seen at a glance. Separated by a few layers of fabric, Wen was sitting on his uncomfortable hot and hard object, and he smiled very well.

She leaned closer and the soft chest was closely attached to him. The moist lips are like water, gently kissing his eyebrows, his straight nose, his thin lips, and his clean chin.

Mo Xie's breathing became more and more urgent, and even the end of his eyes couldn't bear to start to be reddish. He didn't know if he expected her to stop and let him breathe, or asked her to continue this kind of **** torture.

When her tender palm touched his flat stomach, Moxie couldn't help it anymore: "... Miss." Going on, it's the place she shouldn't touch.

But if the lady really touches it... Moxie’s body trembles slightly because of the shame and hidden pleasure.

He stiffened his arms and patience, and both hands did not dare to move on the bed, lest he could not control his strength and hurt her.

"Oh," she reached out the other hand, and her fingertips pressed gently on his lips. "I am your lady, not a lady."

Moxie's chest was hot, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to hook her thin waist. With a little effort, she turned over and pressed her underneath.

The wide open placket hangs loosely on his strong shoulders, and looks at the small guards who are mainly anti-customers, and looks forward to his next move.

Mo Xie was very eager to call her a new identity, but the bright eyes that were warm and transparent, his lips twitched for a long time, there is no way to call out the words "woman".

"It doesn't matter what it is," seeing his distressed look, Wen Ruo finally endured the smile, his eyes softly raised his hand and put on his red 'naked chest,' as long as you remember, you are mine. Men are fine."

Her hand was placed near the heart of his heart, and all the flustered moods of Moxie seemed to be quiet because of her magical expression of encouragement.

He gradually leaned over, chased her lips and tried to please her with all her skills.

The big palm with a thin skull was also tempted from her waist, slowly going up, and finally covering her towering chest, slowly and awkwardly began to insult the softness with instinct.

As the clothes on her body slipped, until the last duvet embroidered with colorful butterflies left her, Moxie's breathing disorder, the movement gradually began to rush.

Although his performance is still a bit oyster, Wen Ru is already very satisfied.

The first time I can bear this step, it means that he really cares about himself. Even if it is the easiest thing for a man to get out of control, Moxie will always control his strength and will not be too heavy.

Such a man is so cute, she gently embraces and patiently waits for him to lead himself into the tide of high desires.

His body is very hot, and the weapon that hits her lower abdomen is even more hot. It just seems that such a tongue and tongue can not satisfy the inner frenzy.

Mo Xie suddenly got up straight, rudely took off the inconvenienced clothes on his body, and then leaned over again to hold the warmth that had already been stripped.

She climbed his shoulder and was slightly nervous.

But I have never seen the picture of the **** palace, and no one has taught that Moxie simply does not know what to do next. He can only squeeze into her legs and use her burning sensation to continually rub her inside the thigh.

He slammed into the ground for a long time and couldn’t enter the door. The temperature that was sore on the side of his leg was so sorrowful that she gently pushed him a little away and lifted his hips slightly so that he could follow the slippery honey. enter.

The strong stimulation spread from the tail vertebra to the brain, and Mo Xie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The original cave room is like this!

He finally found the direction, and immediately began to dig more pleasure. He stood up just a few times, and listened to Wen’s voice with resistance: “Stop, wait, don’t move!”

Moxie sneaked, looking down at the woman in her arms, she ‘naked skin wins snow, pink cheeks blush, a pair of scorpions with a mist of water is looking at him with grievances: “pain—”

He had seen the delicate and feminine look of the lady there, and the lower abdomen was hot, and the inflated thing was even harder.

The warmth that was so painful because of the break was that he was subconsciously stunned, and couldn’t help but squash, then...

The first brother Mo Xie was disarmed like this...

The two men looked at each other and fell into a silence.

For a long while, Wen Ruoqi pulled his mouth and smiled dryly. "The man is the first time... can understand..." She patted his head generously, saying that she didn't mind that his man was a fast gunner. I want to push him up and wipe it up when I raise my hand.

Although he is very fast, she is really hurting. She has no doubt that her film has been completely smashed.

Mo Xie hugged her waist tightly to prevent her from leaving, her face was so dark that she dribbled out of the water, and gnashed her teeth: "Go again."

If you are warm, you will earn money when you wiggle: "Don't, I still hurt. I really believe that you are very powerful. You don't have to prove it again."

Even if he doesn't understand anything, he knows that it is not right to just go in for a while.

Looking at the look of the young lady, I definitely don’t want to do such a thing with him in the future. As a man who thinks that he is the best man, Mo Xie has suffered an unprecedented blow.

He was anxious, and the tone also brought a bit of pleading: "Come again, Miss, this must not be the case next time."

Wen Ruo is a soft heart, and tonight is a good night for their caves. In love, she should try her best to maintain the dignity of her newlywed husband. Wen Ruo nodded.

However, it didn't take long for her to deeply regret her compromise. Moxie, this guy actually turned her over and over again!

Go to his premature ejaculation! Go to his fast gunner! She should not believe that a man with martial arts can not control his instinctive reaction!

If it weren’t for some hard work, it’s estimated that it’s already fainted. If you can really faint, you don't have to face his needs.

Until the horizon was bright, Moxie, who knew the marrow, let it go through the warmth and got up to water her. The exhausted temperature was so long as it could not be supported. At the moment when Moxie released her, she immediately fell asleep.

Mo Xie took the clear water in, carefully wiped her body clean, and then happily went to bed and stared at her to sleep.

Holding the warm and soft toon, Mo Moi thought with pride, Miss must be very satisfied this time...

The sun was shining high, and the two still wrapped around their necks. Mo Xie woke up several times and saw that she was still asleep, and she wanted to "satisfy" her own lady once again, and she was afraid of disturbing her dreams. She had to watch her quiet sleep for a moment, and her heart was silently calculating her. How many hours have you slept?

In the afternoon, Mo Xie finally couldn't sit still. He climbed up and put on his clothes and went to find the elders in the family. When the wise old man couldn't easily understand his words, his face was dark.

The old man did not put a few herbs on him and threw him a few herbs. He whispered and licked the "smelly boy" while telling him to go back and crush it, wipe it under the bride's body, and then slammed in front of him. Just closed the door!

Mo Xie headed down home with frustration and sat on the bedside of the bed to grind the grass.

When Wen was awake, he was kneeling on the bed and separated her legs, squinting at her red and swollen affected area, her eyes sorrowful as if she had a terminal illness.

Anyone who is staring at his intimate place with such a look will have a cold heart... Wen is awkwardly shrinking, and his voice is hoarse: "What happened to you?"

"You are awake," Mo Xie heard his eyes lit up, and he got up and hugged her, his head squatting at her neck, half a squat, low, "I'm sorry."

Ah, it turned out to be that, don’t do it so many times next time. Wen Ruo gave a sigh of relief, his side face licked on his cheek: "It doesn't matter, I will pay attention to it next time."

He is sad to nod. "I will give you some medicine later, you will be more comfortable."

Wen Ruo turned to look at him in confusion: "What medicine?"

Mo Xie turned around and took a small bowl of green and flickering grass: "The elders gave me, saying that it is over-the-counter."

"..." Wen Ruo is twitching at the corner of his mouth. This is a broken thing. He can be beaten by the elders. She will not see anyone in the future.

She turned her head and rolled into the bed, resolutely preventing him from smearing the disgusting slurry that he did not know on the grass to his little sister.

Unfortunately, the temperature of zero force was quickly caught by Mo Xie. In order to make her get better soon, he had already blamed himself for an afternoon. How could she be willful? He has tried it on his own hands, and it’s cool, it won’t hurt at all.

When Wen was pressed on the bed by him, his legs were smeared and wiped out thoroughly, and she was hot and soft, but he turned decisively to go out to cook...

Wen Ruo was lying on the edge of the bed, biting the quilt and glaring at his back.

Life is awkward, it’s always like this - when you don’t want it, you have to give it. When you want it, you don’t want it.

Spring is coming to the winter, and in a twinkling of an eye, there are a few hot and cold weather.

Of course, it is purely a unilateral fight. After five years, Moxie has completely adapted to her tempering from time to time, especially when he accidentally "does" hurt her.

They are no longer living in the place where they were exiled. When his daughter Xiaomo was two and a half years old, Moxie left their place with their mother and daughter.

There are too many mosquitoes there, and the baby's delicate skin can't stand the bite.

As for the sequelae of leaving such a big place, Mo Xie proudly said that there must be someone who dares to question him. Nowadays, almost everyone who has been able to beat him has already been buried.

Following them, there were two apprentices who received the barbarians, as Moxie originally envisioned, a man’s jealousy, a female part-time job as a lady.

Mo Xie took the whip and stood on the shore to supervise them to practice. If anyone dares to be lazy, he will enjoy the greetings in his hands. He stared at the two people who had suffered under the waterfall, and there was no sympathy.

Beautiful wife, there are two nieces. This kind of life, like the night before a long time ago, she whispered to him, it was like a dream.

"People." The crisp, sweet voice sounded from a distance.

Mo Xie suddenly looked back, and Wen Ru, who was wearing a white dress and a long skirt, slowly took a little girl with a powder makeup jade, and a gentle breeze blew, the skirt fluttered, and the bright and beautiful face smiled softly.

That is the two women he loves the most.

Mo Xie's lips had a soft smile, turned and did not hesitate to meet the mother and daughter.

Where they are, it is his heart.

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