"Good husband, I love you too!" She said warmly, her almond eyes half closed, her pretty face was beautiful and flushed, and her wet lips were slightly pouting upwards, looking like she was letting her kiss.

When will we wait? Moji, the little hooligan, picked up two pieces of delicate braised pork and chewed it. She sucked it with a sizzling taste. She spit out the lilac tongue.

Guide me into her gentle mouth. As the two three-inch tongues stir and entangle each other, their body temperature began to rise sharply, helping each other to remove unnecessary obstacles, the two of them honestly met.

Moji was surprised at her perfect body shape. Under her snow-white neck were round shoulders with her smooth beads. Two collarbones were exposed in front of her. A pair of delicate jade peaks were like upside down jade bowls, with two bright red dots.

On it, it is particularly eye-catching and attractive! The lower abdomen is smooth, tender and elastic, without any excess fat, and the small belly button is bold and vividly interpreting the vitality of life! The two are the perfect curves of the magical sculpture, and the golden ratio is the perfect curve of the magical sculpture.

The dividing line complements her willow waist and small fat buttocks, making her look natural between concave and convex. The pruned fragrant grassland has a black heart shape, and the two slender thighs are suitable for fat and thin, which is really an old saying:

One point will make you fat; one point will make you lose weight.

Seeing that Mo Ji was so stupid that he only knew to stare at his body, Xiao Hongxiu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Silly husband, is it that my appearance is not in your eyes?"

It was really a word that woke up the dreamer. He still had time when he woke up from the dream. At this time, he felt that the dinner had really begun. The Western meal just now was just an appetizer. Facing the hostess, he carefully prepared it for him.

He had no reason to refuse this big meal!

He started from his ears, kissed the outline, licked the earlobe, and the exhaled heat stimulated her pink cheeks. She began to feel restless, breathing rapidly, her hands slid back and forth on his back, and her thighs were placed on his

It gently rubbed the rich hair on her legs, gently shaved her tender skin, causing a slight itching.

Smelling the orchid fragrance coming from her mouth when she exhale and the virgin fragrance coming from her body, Moji was confused in the arms of this beautiful beauty with a national fragrance. What kind of great artist is needed to create such a shaping

What about a perfect work of art? Leonardo da Vinci? No, he can only express the faint smile of Mona Lisa, Van Gogh? He is an abstract master, such a vivid beauty only

Need to have all the spirits!

"Wife, why is your figure so perfect? ​​It completely subverts the image of a beautiful woman." Kissing Yurunzhu's round shoulders and touching the elastic Yufeng, this was a feeling he could not find in other women at all.

, so he asked.

He was so pleased by him that this body, which had never been so caressed by other men, was so sensitive that as long as his fingers touched a few times, or his kiss should be somewhere,

It will arouse her violent tremor. She said shyly: "I have been practicing yoga in France for many years, and my body will gradually become so well-proportioned. Do you think it is born?"

"Haha, I like it so much, my wife, you can only be my wife." Moji, the little hooligan, laughed happily as if he had picked up a treasure.

"Bad husband, can I still be the wife of many people?" Before he finished laughing, a pain came from his back. This little bad guy was so happy that he was sad. He actually said that, how could he not be beaten by others?

What about twisting?

"Honey, I'm afraid, good women are bound to be criticized by men. You are so perfect, I'm afraid of wearing a hat." In fact, he was afraid that he would be too busy and would be taken advantage of by others. No matter how he said, no matter how much he thought about it, his

Those thief hands were not idle. They had already climbed the two tall Mount Everests, full, elastic, tender... It is not an exaggeration to describe them in various words, his thief hands love to surround it

In circles, I go back and forth, I can’t let go!

"Bad husband, are you so unconfident? Your wife is not that kind of person either!" Xiao Hongxiu gave him a blank look and said in a seductive manner, wandering his hands on his bear waist and tiger back, and helping him rub from time to time

Poke it. Although she was as bold and charming as a young woman in front of her, it was just because she had been abroad for a long time. In fact, she was still a girl who enjoyed "department-level treatment".

"Wife, is yoga really as good as you said? It's not a lie to me, right?" When did this little villain Moji become interested in yoga? It's really unheard of.

Xiao Hongxiu glanced at him dissatisfiedly and said shyly: "Little bad guy, don't believe in your wife, right? What's the use of me lying to you? There will be even greater surprises for you later!"

When he heard that there was even greater surprise, Moji, the little hooligan, was extremely happy. The thief smiled and said, "What else is there? Good wife, tell your husband quickly."

"Can you be honest and take it step by step? You will know it naturally then."

Mojizi smiled and stopped talking. He held a bright red fruit on Mount Everest with his big mouth. He bit his teeth gently, licked and sucked, quickly teasing it into a thick one.

Crimson grapes! One hand was holding another Mount Everest, and a bright red grain was sandwiched between the middle finger and index finger. As Mount Everest moves, it continues to thicken and grow!

The little suckling pig was humiliated by others for the first time and felt particularly wronged. The bright red fruits quickly became thicker and larger, silently protesting the sudden attack! Her body was like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, trembling, yes

I could clearly hear the "climb" sound of teeth touching each other!

Moji, the little hooligan, has never kissed a woman so seriously. His lips, his tongue, and his tender beard are all tools for him to kiss. He has kissed meticulously every minute and every inch.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Hongxiu's skin was so elastic and charming. From his ears to the fragrant grass with black luster, it was like an old cow gnawing on grass. Wherever he went, he was left with a stinky hawk.

.

Finally, his lips came to the decorated grassland, and the big black "heart" shape jumped into his eyes. He looked at the unique shape happily, stroking it while smiling.

He said, "Good wife, which flower thief do you want to give your heart to?"

Xiao Hongxiu wanted to crack the little bad guy's head with one stick. At this time, he still had to ask such sad feelings. Isn't this a fucking thing? However, she was already panting when she was kissed by the little hooligan Moji.
Chapter completed!