Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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A Jia looked at Jun Xiqing. She was wearing a black dress of the people, her long hair was casually stippling a flower, and her tiny face was as white and delicate as porcelain and jade, which made her look faint. .

Now her two little feet are playing with water, a bunch of crystal water splashes, she looks at him boldly and boldly, and learns to whistle him badly, bad, bad itch.

Ajia rolled a raised throat, and there were marks on the pants.

"what…"

The sensible little girl was startled and shy to hide behind, but looked at Ajia secretly.

Jun Xiqing sat on the stone with no concern for her. She glanced at Ajia's pants. His pants were wet and stuck to her thighs. In front of so many girls, he really ... Zhang Yang.

See what the girls are obsessed with.

Aga didn't look at the little girls' faces, he pulled out his long legs and stepped into the river.

As soon as he came, he snatched the glory of all the boys in the clan, and some boys glared at him unconvinced.

But Aga came over, and they automatically gave way.

The gas field on Aga's body has been soaked for many years, which is not something these young boys can parry.

Aga walked forward and came to Jun Xiqing.

His hair was full of water on his face, and Liu Hai was wet on his forehead.

Deep phoenix eyes gazed at her flowery face, he chuckled, "What whistle?"

When he came, he caught all eyes.

Jun Xiqing felt that she had hit countless darts, and those jealous girls shot over.

Jun Xiqing smiled, Yan Hong's small mouth rounded and whistleed at him again.

Aga raised her thin lips, even a handsome smile on the handsome eyelid, "Women whistle at men, that's to catch Kaizi, do you want to fish me?"

Fishing for Kaizi?

Jun Xiqing raised a delicate willow leaf eyebrow. "A woman will whistle when she sees Master Needy."

Young Master?

Aga glanced at her, "What the hell?"

Knowing that he didn't understand, Jun Xiqing patiently spit out a word, "Duck."

"..."

Aga reached out her slender fingers, picked up her little feet in the water, and held them in her palm. "If I am a duck, then you can never sleep with me. I can raise you and sleep with you. Would you like?"

"..."

By his anti-general, he quickly mastered home.

Really a master of flirting with her sister, Jun Xiqing didn't know what else he wouldn't.

Her little white feet were held in the palm of his palm, and his fingertips rubbed up, crisp and itchy.

Jun Xiqing hid, "What are you doing, let me go!"

Ajia gently squeezed her little feet and wiped the water droplets on her shirt with her shirt. "You have a wound on your shoulder. Don't play with cold water. Go up."

He wiped her feet with clothes, looking attentive.

Jun Xiqing's slender Yu Jie trembled.

He has always been nice to women, gentle, gentleman, considerate, compassionate, and generous, and can be called perfect love-man.

Jun Xiqing pulled back her little feet, "Why should I listen to you, walk away ... oh!"

Aga's two big boned palms rested on the stone beside her, hugged her in her arms, and kissed her red lips with her head up.

Jun Xiqing froze.

He crushed Pro Yun on her soft red lips, and gently pried open her teeth, and he caught her little tongue again.

He kissed tenderly and forcefully, without looting like storms, and did his best.

He loves kissing her.

Not only can he see from his increasing number of kisses, he kissed her like tasting a delicious pudding, drank her sweet enjoyment, and made her feel comfortable.

He is really a man who can add women to every aspect.

Jun Xiqing quickly pushed him away.

Ajia didn't force her. She let go of her red lips, buried her head in her pink neck and took a few breaths. "Be good, go up, don't make a noise, the more trouble I get, the worse I feel."

His body is really uncomfortable.

Jun Xiqing faintly guessed what he was talking about. She glanced around and stared at them countlessly, especially those beautiful little girls who were fascinated by his series of overbearing presidential style. Can't wait to replace her with herself.

Dongfang Ruoli also came, and a pair of jealous, irritated eyes fell straight on Jun Xiqing.

She can have two people sideways. A Jia is half pressed on Jun Xiqing's delicate body. The two people have a long kiss, and they do not evade the eyes of others, they are emotional.

Dongfang Ruoli's eyes wandered on A Jia, and his wet long trousers drew out his long and straight figure. It was a pity that his figure did not make a superb master. It was a pity that a woman looked soft when she saw it. Body.

He clearly had a physical response.

Dongfang Ruoli looked down and could not see the truth. A Jia was close to Jun Xiqing, obviously slowing down.

Two people secretly, doing such shameful things in the daytime, forbidden-taboo and exciting.

Dongfang Ruoli could not wait to become Jun Xiqing, why did she not meet such a man?

It is difficult for women to reject such men.

Jun Xiqing's white earlobe was a little red, and she still had a face, so she reached out and pushed him, "Then let me go and let me go up."

Ajia hugged her thin waist, and her voice was dumb. "Hold for a while, I can't go out like this."

Then he added, "You don't want another Dongfang Ruoli, right?"

"..."

Jun Xiqing gave him a kick. "I would rather surround you with beautiful women. In the future, the Temple of Bliss, everything will die!"

A Jia pinched her thin waist, "Trust yourself, you can do it."

"…roll!"

Jun Xiqing began to struggle in his hoop-like arm, twisting like a water snake.

Ajia raised her eyebrows and pushed her away with her slim arms. There were a few red flames jumping in the deep phoenix eyes, and he muttered, "Go up! The more you hold, the more uncomfortable!"

"..."

Jun Xiqing didn't react at all. She got up with her hands and feet, raised her feet, and ran away.

...

Watching her fluffy figure disappear into sight, Aga turned ashore.

Dongfang Ruoli was close, and she immediately looked at the men's pants.

But nothing was seen. Vatican came over in time and wrapped a towel around Aga's shoulder.

Aga didn't look at her, and passed her directly.

Dongfang Ruoliqi almost vomited.

She put her fist and put her nails in her palm. Wasn't she a humble underhand?

Twenty-five thousand to eighty thousand, more like the lord than the lord!

...

In the evening, a bonfire banquet.