Chi Cheng's gaze was like the sharp edge of a file, rough grinding on Wu Suowei's face, and Wu Suowei's scalp was painfully pulled. Above the line of sight is Chi Cheng's open neckline, inside is a very masculine chest groove, the strong chest muscles rise and fall with breathing, like surging waves, beating against Wu Suowei's powerful little heart.
In fact, Wu Suowei really wanted to say something, I really don't have that kind of thought about you.
But the master is right outside the door, and his teachings ring in my ears all the time - on the premise of self-protection, look for opportunities to strike.
Chi Cheng pushed again, and Wu Suowei's upper body was already stuck to the table, and his waist was almost broken.
"It started when I was a peddler." Wu Suowei said.
Chi Cheng's face was leaning towards him, but Wu Suowei couldn't dodge it in time, his thin lips just touched Chi Cheng's stubble, and forced a kiss on Chi Cheng's cheek. Chi Cheng accepted it quite comfortably, but Wu Suowei made it quite disturbing.
"According to what you said, all the previous encounters were deliberately arranged by you?"
The encounters that Chi Cheng refers to are Wu Suowei's series of throwing porridge, performing arts, being a thief, and driving illegally.
In order to take the overall situation into consideration, Wu Suowei hummed unconscionably.
"Why didn't you just say you like me?" Chi Cheng's crotch was on Wu Suowei's lower abdomen.
Wu Suowei was embarrassed for a while, his eyes wanted to find a crack to get out, but was sealed tightly by Chi Cheng's mighty body.
Chi Cheng's big hand rubbed the softest part of Wu Suowei's buttocks, seeing that his ears were red, he asked viciously, "Are you ashamed?"
Wu Suowei remained silent with a sullen face.
Chi Cheng's lips were sealed without warning.
Wu Suowei's body shook violently.
It's easy to pull off Chi Cheng's trouser chain, but it's hard to pry his mouth open. He only uses his lower body to conquer others, and his hands are for auxiliary purposes. Whether he uses them or not depends on his mood. Mouths are taboo, and for so many years, no one has touched them except those sons of snakes.
Today, because of a scheming bastard, he broke the precept.
Chi Cheng's tongue was thick and powerful, and Wu Suowei couldn't find the north when he rolled it a little. Chi Cheng's fingers tugged at the ends of Wu Suowei's hair, and the kiss became more and more ruthless and deeper, until Wu Suowei couldn't breathe freely, couldn't break free, couldn't stop...
A master is a master, and he can do a lot of tricks with a kiss.
At this moment, Wu Suowei suddenly found sadly that the long kiss he thought he was affectionate and intoxicated a few years ago was trampled like a waste by these few tens of seconds.
Chi Cheng pulled Wu Suowei's hand to his crotch, and stared at his face like an eagle.
"Want to see it?" Chi Cheng asked.
Wu Suowei panicked, his eyes swept outside, and he couldn't help saying: "Do I want... or don't I?"
Chi Cheng, "...who are you asking?"
Jiang Xiaoshuai laughed out loud outside.
He knocked on the door panel and said loudly, "I'm leaving!"
As soon as he stepped out of the door, the free and easy energy just now disappeared, Jiang Xiaoshuai wanted to slap himself, why are you so sour when others are making out
Wu Suowei was dragged onto the bed by Chi Cheng, and the two "monks" faced each other and meditated.
"Have you seen other people's JB?" Chi Cheng asked.
Wu Suowei's face turned red immediately, he was not conservative, he had never been asked this way before. Before the buddies teased each other, all they asked were if they had ever seen a woman down there? It is indeed a bit overwhelming to have such a heterogeneous problem suddenly pop up.
"I saw it in the men's room."
With a cigarette dangling from the corner of Chi Cheng's mouth, his subordinates naturally unbuttoned the waistband of the trousers that had slapped countless buttocks, and unzipped the zipper, revealing the hidden underwear. On the top of the underwear is the hair that crosses the border. It is black and thick, and it is wrapped in a real guy that makes women feel undercurrents and men feel ashamed.
Wu Suowei's throat tightened, not from greed, but from shock.
Men like to make secret comparisons with that job, Chi Cheng's underwear has not been taken off yet, Wu Suowei is like a shrimp, they are all men, why is his one so big
Chi Cheng dusted off the cigarette ash with his hands, put the cigarette back in his mouth, and pulled his underwear with his free hand.
Wu Suowei's heart was twisted into a twist.
Chi Cheng glanced at Wu Suowei, and spit out a puff of smoke from the corner of his smiling mouth. Unhurriedly pull the front of the panties below the pouch, generously showing your majesty.
After Wu Suowei saw it, he had an idea: Did your mother feed you with big dung? How is it possible to grow so... strong? !