The sky is spinning...
In my eyes, it's all exposed under the collar of the sportswear...
Neck fossa...
clavicle…
Chest...
Abs...
And under the abdominal muscles, the belt is not fastened...
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knocking.
It was still a knock on the door.
Gun continued to lower his voice: "Take you to see the present?"
"Hmm..." She was scorched with fire, and she didn't know if she was too shy, so she clutched his sportswear tightly with her hands, she didn't dare to move.
In addition to hugs... Do you have to... do anything else...
The sky is spinning again.
Gun had already picked her up, put it on his shoulder, took out two door cards directly from his jeans pocket, quickly recognized it, walked to the locked side door, swiped it open, walked in, and closed the door with his backhand.
In an instant, walked into the darkness.
Without any light, it is his room.
The child on his shoulders slid off his shoulders and quickly hugged his waist like an octopus.
Gun breathed out softly, feeling her hair slipping into her clothes... Her throat was a bit dry, but fortunately, this little octopus didn't rub against it for the time being, touching some places that shouldn't be touched.
Someone has walked in next door.
There is a monitor in the guest room. He turned it on when he was sleeping just now, in case the little girl could not find herself in that room because of something... At this moment...
It happened to be unclosed, what I said next door, I heard it clearly here.
"Where's the boss? Didn't you call us to report?" 97 a strange voice.
"Who knows, what about 300 rounds of the war?" grunt pointed out.
97 puffed out, "That's right, I haven't seen you in a month."
"The age of a wolf and a tiger, an old man who is almost 30 years old."
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In the empty room, there were two big boys ridiculing back and forth. He couldn't listen anymore. He reached out and touched the monitor switch on the wall—
As soon as my finger touched the switch, I felt something warm and rubbed my collarbone...
"Present gift." Her voice was acting like a baby, just at the position of the collarbone.
So…
The one close to my skin...
"I'll get you a present," his voice was a little irritable, "you let go first."
The child didn't move, rubbed his face against his skin, expressing rejection.
"Let go." He was very sensitive to the taste of her body, the same taste as fruit candy, too sweet.
Depend on!
He closed his eyes.
I was irritated and wanted to throw out the clingy child, but couldn't get it off.
"Tong Nian," his head lowered, there was already some obvious shake... "Observe, let go."
In the dark, I wanted to pull the two small arms on my waist apart, but felt the warmth on the collarbone sliding to my chest...
His arm stiffened slightly.
"Gift present." She was confused, and continued to mumble.
Sullenly, the heart was beating, getting slower and slower.
Finally, after a long silence, he lowered his head and leaned against her face.
"Are you happy to eat tofu?" His voice was dull, heavy...
She buried her face on his chest, her heart burning.
Just hold tight, hold tight again.
"Want..." He became lower, almost whispering, "What gift?"
"Want..." she thought vaguely, didn't you want to give me a gift
"Huh? What do you want?"
"want… "