I don't know how much harm she caused Gu Yanhao to move so lightly.
"Hoo..."
After being rubbed for a while, that guy shouted even louder, hotter and harder, and Gu Yanhao gasped for an uncomfortable and inexplicable sense of comfort.
"Don't move around!" Gu Yanhao tried hard to suppress the evil fire that quickly jumped up, and warned Song Wuyou.
"Who is messing around?" Song Wuyou thought it was funny.
"What should I do?" Gu Yanhao asked hoarsely, he closed his eyes tightly and frowned.
Song Wuyou asked back: "What should I do?"
"Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable." This is the most uncomfortable time he has experienced in the past twenty-seven years.
"..." Of course Song Wuyou knew what kind of discomfort he was referring to.
"Song Wuyou, help me."
Song Wuyou's face turned hot, and he asked stiffly, "How can I help you?"
"You can do it with your hands, you can do it with your mouth."
When Song Wuyou heard it, he felt so...disgusted, is it right
Song Wuyou sat up suddenly, turned around, and looked at Gu Yanhao with a smile, "Is it really hard?"
Her smile is beautiful, but it makes people feel dangerous.
But Gu Yanhao was full of brains and only found her beauty, but couldn't find a knife hidden behind her smile.
He nodded, his eyes were burning, and his voice was hoarse, "Uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable."
"I have a stimulating solution to my discomfort, do you want to try it?" Song Wuyou's smile, in Gu Yanhao's eyes, became brighter and brighter, more and more seductive to him.
Gu Yanhao's burning eyes lit up, and there was a trace of expectation.
Song Wuyou asked again: "Want to try?"
"What do you think?" Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows with a look of dissatisfaction.
"That's what you want?" Song Wuyou smiled coquettishly.
"Hurry up, I'm sick of it."
Women can't understand how uncomfortable it is when a man holds back.
"Okay, come right away..."
While speaking, Song Wuyou supported her back with both hands, and when the word "come" came out, she raised and stretched her legs.
One foot kicked at Gu Yanhao's chest, and the other kicked at his yelling guy desperately.
"Damn! Huh—"
Gu Yanhao, who was not prepared at all, was caught off guard by the fall, and rolled from the bed~ to the bottom of the bed.
His exclamation was not because of the pain from the fall, but because when Song Wuyou's little foot touched his guy, there was a pain followed by a burst of pleasure.
His cry can be said to be full of pain and pleasure.
"Song Wuyou—"
…
Song Jiuyue had just passed their room when she suddenly heard Gu Yanhao's unusual voice and Song Wuyou's giggling from inside.
Her footsteps stood there as if they were rooted, she raised her head, and looked at the door that separated her sight with hatred.
what are they doing in there
That bitch Song Wuyou actually laughed so happily
Gu Shao's hoarse and deep voice seemed... very like he was doing that.
"Is it cool?" Song Wuyou's voice.
"Not cool enough." Gu Yanhao's voice.
Song Wuyou: "Isn't that exciting enough?"
Gu Yanhao: "You dead woman."
Song Wuyou: "You said you wanted it."
Gu Yanhao: "Is this the stimulation you were talking about?"
Song Wuyou: "Isn't it exciting enough?"
Gu Yanhao: "Can't you come up with something new?"
…
Bitch!
Hearing their conversation, Song Jiuyue scolded Song Wuyou fiercely in her heart.
Song Wuyou, that bitch, is giving Gu Yanhao ecstasy!
Cool
Stimulate
Which man does not desire
Song Wuyou actually used such lewd means to charm Gu Yanhao