The two people who came back from G City returned home with both big and small bags. Although it was only a short two-day trip, the two of them still bought many local specialties back home. But when he was buying a wooden comb for his girlfriend, Pang Deyou looked at Guo Ming thoughtfully several times and didn't know what to say.
After returning home, Wu Yuanyuan, who came back from get off work, couldn't help laughing when she saw the pile of specialties bought by Guo Ming.
"This bracelet is better for a girl's body, so wear it."
"This is said to be a delicacy that has been on TV. Anyway, a lot of people buy it. Try it."
"This comb, Pang Deyou said that Zhang Qiang asked for it. I didn't know what it was good about, so I brought one for you."
"This can make soup."
"This, hang it on your bag."
"Uh, I don't know what this is for." Guo Ming took bags of things out and bought a lot. To be honest, she had a lot and didn't know what they were used for. But Pang Deyou bought them, so she followed. Together. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little envious of Pang Deyou, a guy who always has his girlfriend to guide him when he goes shopping.
"Hey~~" The single man sighed from his heart.
Wu Yuanyuan looked at her and suddenly felt extremely soft-hearted. Looking at this girl I like, who usually looks cool and always speaks enigmatically, but now she is so silly in front of me, how come she feels so cute indescribably!
Wu Yuanyuan took the things in Guo Ming's hand with a smile, looked at them carefully, then raised her eyes to look at Guo Ming, her eyes full of smiles. Guo Ming's heart was suddenly hit, and she remembered again when Wu Yuanyuan, pretending to be Tina, fell into her arms in G city. In fact, even if she quickly judged that it was a fake at the beginning, she could not Push her away. Tina said that she only saw this woman in her heart. Yes, this woman had already taken root in her heart.
"It would be great if we were in Tianrong, just kidnap her!" Guo Ming missed his home court again in his heart.
After collecting their things, the two went out to eat together, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening when they returned home. As usual, Guo Ming took a book and prepared to read it, but Wu Yuanyuan took out a USB flash drive and plugged it into the TV. She said that there was an activity for the anniversary of the unit recently. Their department chose a dance and danced with the teacher during the day, but there were still some moves that were not correct. Yes, so I have to practice at home at night.
Guo Ming was sitting at the coffee table, holding a book in one hand. He would look up from time to time to see Wu Yuanyuan learning the dance in front of the TV. Wu Yuanyuan had been practicing for a while, and she was sweating all over. She took off her shirt and put on a short vest and shorts, and continued to sway there. Guo Ming glanced at her, and his eyes fell on her slender waist. Suddenly, it seemed as if she had been burned. He quickly moved his eyes away, but his face was already red. Feeling a little uneasy, Guo Ming secretly calmed himself down. Looking at Wu Yuanyuan again, she was still imitating the actions on TV attentively. It's just that the action is a bit complicated, so it doesn't look like it no matter how you do it, but it makes you sweat all over.
Guo Ming couldn't stand it any longer, and thought to himself, I've seen this action before. Walking over, he held Yuanyuan's waist with one hand and pressed her crotch with the other. He used his strength to push her to one side and said, "Relax your waist. Only use your crotch strength here to go around like this." . As he said that, he took Wu Yuanyuan in his arms and performed the twisting and swaying movement.
The fire was completely lit.
Guo Ming felt that the slender waist he was holding on looked like a water snake. A little bit cold and a little sweaty, but it burned infinitely in the palm of my hand and expanded, and the hand holding my waist even trembled a little. The fragrance of the girl in her arms came from her hair. It was the smell of her usual shampoo, but she never knew it smelled so good. He couldn't help but lower his head, close to her ear, took a deep breath, and exhaled again. But she felt the body in her hand stiffen, and then a suppressed ejaculation, like a trace of magic sound, reached her ears, causing the last string of reason in her mind to completely break.
She couldn't help but hug her and cling to her body. Her hands had already pushed up the short vest she was wearing, and a pair of white rabbit-like breasts jumped out and were held firmly in her hands. Kneading, pinching, squeezing and grinding, she loved them so much that she didn't know how to treat them to put her own mark on them. And her lips were not idle either. Thousands of kisses had already fallen densely on Yuanyuan's hair, behind her ears, on her neck, and on her shoulders. He could hear the woman in his arms panting uncontrollably, and the uncontrollable humming and umming sounds kept coming, as if the best drum music was motivating and urging her to move forward. So with one force, he picked up this exquisite body, and on second thought, he had arrived in the bedroom.
Wu Yuanyuan felt as if she was dreaming, and her brain had completely shut down. Only desire keeps breaking out of the cage, like a beast that can no longer be contained. His body was already on fire. Every place Guo Ming touched, passed by, or breathed was burning. And along with this burning, I was constantly playing music. Those uncontrollable gasps came out from her throat.
"Hmm~~" This is the two breasts being kneaded.
"Hmm~~Hmm~~~Hmm~~" This is □□ being sucked.
"Hmm~~~~~~" This is a kiss passing by the belly button.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~" After losing the restraint of shorts, her legs were suddenly opened.
As a result, the originally depressing and low-pitched accompaniment suddenly raised a few pitches, as if the violinist had just remembered, hurriedly joined in, and played hard. As Guo Ming dexterously moves in and out of Yuanyuan's body, twisting, hooking, picking, grinding, clamping, and kneading, the sound is either clear or deep, like crying, like complaining, or like grinding, like a huge symphony orchestra. He tried his best to infect the audience and let the only audience member, who is also the conductor, work hard to perform the concert until he was dripping with sweat and climaxed.
The author has something to say:
Well, this one is short. But there is a boat scene in this chapter.
Applaud yourself~~
Then I ask everyone, is this kind of boat scene feasible