The Anarchic Consort

"What are you thinking?"

Bai Zhuan was holding a handsome face and asked the person next to him. The eyes were too much to look good at night.

The distance is too close, and the near-nine fingers can touch his bare chest.

It’s really a strange feeling.

It is not the same as when I was a child.

So strong, full of tension, and distinct textures, these are all representative, the little brother has become a man.

A nine is like a tiger, snoring in his throat.

Bai Zhun saw that she didn't talk, picked her brow, and her slender fingers came out, and the corners that were in front of her were removed. The voice was very good: "How many times have you said that you should not cover your quilt when you sleep?" Up, it is not good for the respiratory tract."

Without the occlusion of the quilt, Ajiu felt that every part of the cell was invaded by the breath, and the heartbeat followed the rhythm.

The thin lips and chin that looked good in the line swayed in front of her eyes.

I really want people to be so close.

No.

Can't be so rash.

Be restrained!

Ah Jiu told himself that he could not bully his little brother with his strength.

Bai Jun glanced at it and saw her squatting, knowing that she was already uncomfortable because of his approach, and that her throat sank. It seems that there is indeed a distance between the three years.

"Why don't you talk?" Bai Zhu smiled and looked at the person at his hand. The wine was poured. Of course, it would not be in vain. He and Ah Ji did not need to sleep in two rooms.

Ah Ji also wants to talk, so that can also shift her attention to the little brother's abdominal muscles.

But what do you say?

Right, her mission!

"Little brother, there is a problem, the classmates in our class want me to ask you." Ah Jiu said the mysterious secret.

Let Bai Zhu curious: "What problem?"

"What kind of girl do you like?" A Jiu Jiu just exported, and saw her little brother's dawn changed. It was a bit cold, so she looked at her and her mouth was bent.

"A-Nine, under normal circumstances, I don't like you to ask this question for others." Bai Zhuan squeezed and pinched Ah Jiu's squat, which seems to be saying, don't ask again later, otherwise he is very It may be unhappy.

Is this rejected?

Ah Ji’s dumb saying: "In fact, I didn't ask for someone else. I also want to know."

Wen Yan, Bai Zhun suddenly laughed, the side of the waist line in the night with a hook up and down: "If it is A Jiu want to know, it must be said, the first point, the strength is greater."

Guess it!

A nine pairs of bright eyes, immediately erected a finger to start counting: "1."

Bai Jun raised his eyebrows: "What does 1 mean?"

"Little brother doesn't care, you continue to say yes. "That, more serious than ever.

Bai Zhun looked at her, and the smile was even stronger. There was a lot of pets inside: "The skin is very white."

"2!" A Jiuyi was very happy. He could see happiness in the eyes of the tiger: "And?"

"There is..." The template is in front of you, and it is not difficult to think about it. A little bit of recollection: "The brain is slow, so raise a little."

Ah Ji’s subconsciousness refuted one sentence: “My mind is not slow.”

Bai Jun suddenly had a meal, and her chin was lifted up with a finger, both eyes: "Do you know?"

"I used to know." A Jiufa’s wrinkled little brow: "I don’t know if my little brother has changed now, I am not slow, but when they ask me what kind of girl you like, I mean me. "

Bai Zhuan listened to Ah Jiu’s words, his heart was shocked, his voice and his thin lips were all low: “It’s never changed, just Ah Jiu, is your like the same as mine?”

However, in an instant, the air between the chest and the chest of the nine is like being evacuated.

The little brother's lips that people want to kiss, are very close to her.

She was so close that she could hit his lips.

However, he did not kiss her, but it was such a distance that was almost too fast to be attached, and the whole body could not stop being hot.

Ah Ji wanted to withdraw, but he was fixed by his chin, so hegemony.

It is not like him at ordinary times.

"Hey, tell my little brother, is your like the same as mine?"

In such a position, the evil spirits are extremely popular.

Every breath that he said spit out was a little bit squatting on her lips, with some itching and numbness, and the heart of the disturbed people kept tightening.

Ah Jiu lived in the quilt in the palm of his hand. He didn’t know why, but he also softened: "Yes, it should be the same, hehe!"

Before she could wait for her voice to fall, Bai Zhu’s lips fell down. At the beginning, he did not kiss very deeply, but contained her lips and kissed it bit by bit.

Ah Ji also wants to push people away.

Followed by, Bai Zhuan used his strength, and her waist was a heavy press.

Ah Jiu’s whole body is numb, and there is a blank in his mind that can only passively follow Bai Zhun.

At that moment, the accuracy of the white is the prototype, probably longing for a long time, after the gentle shell is removed, it is a strong possession.

Ah Ji has a way to make him crazy.

As early as when he was enlightened, she was a presence that made him unresisting.

How many nights he was in the bathroom, hiding the most surviving ideas.

I want to hug her, invade her, let her completely belong to herself, and the body she wants hurts.

I dare not tell her.

Then worried about her finding her own secrets.

Now I don't have to worry anymore.

His Ajiu is his from beginning to end!

It was noticed that Bai Zhu’s strength had become bigger, and Ah Ji’s fist could not help but stretch out.

A bang!

Fortunately, it is Bai Zhun. This is to be replaced by other people. It must be punched out.

White quasi-side turned, her backhand pressed her, and she didn't know how to overflow a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, as if the black hair in front of her eyes was wet.

He looked at Ah Ji as condescendingly, and the breathing of the two people was very chaotic, and it was difficult to control himself sweetly.

Ah Ji also saw his fist. He stayed for a while, then explained in a depressed mood: "If I said, I just just conditional reflection, will my little brother believe?"

"Letter." Bai Zhuan bent over, kissed her lips, and pressed one hand to her wrist. The voice was heavy: "But you almost hit me, so you have to tell me what is your next conditioning action. ?"

Ah Ji thought about it and decided to tell her little brother honestly: "I will probably lift you up and throw it into the bed."

Bai Zhun:......

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