667.
In the end, it was still not ashes, and his life was saved.
I knelt between his legs, secretly glad that I survived the disaster, but I also felt that something was wrong.
668.
Did he drug me again? !
Why did my mind lighten up, and when my consciousness returned, my knees had already touched the ground—
Said he was a candy man! It's not sweet at all!
669.
Gu Yiliang sat on the bed and looked down at me, kneading my earlobe with her fingertips.
I raised my eyes to look at him, and at the moment when my eyes met, I heard him making a low hiss, and then I twitched my tongue lightly, and heard him gasp again.
It really made the little deer in my heart run around in my heart, smoke and dust rose from under my hooves, and the bullets in my head kept brushing against the sun.
- can't touch the teeth can't touch the teeth can't touch the teeth.
- It's like performing acrobatics.
- Empty mouth swallowed!
- The corners of the mouth are going to be split, the chin is going to be dislocated, the temporomandibular joint is going to be disorganized, and I feel like vomiting when it hits my throat.
- Is it really edible
- It's very tiring to put it all in. It seems that only the front part is licked with the tip of the tongue, and the manual operation of the second half will be more labor-saving.
- It really saves effort.
—He seemed to be cool when the tongue-tie was a little deeper in front of him.
- He was really cool.
- I'm very talented, huh? !
…
670.
He squeezed the fingers that held my earlobe, suddenly pushed my head away, pulled me up, and kissed me.
His lips are really too soft and soft, obviously not sweet, but it tastes so sweet, the tip of the tongue licks and kisses entangled, advancing and retreating, and a trace of alcohol rushes into the brain, making people drifting into a trance.
When I was kissed by him, I couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground again. Seeing that he didn't look like he was about to unload the goods, I asked in a low voice, "...No more? Are you uncomfortable?"
He stared at me for a while, kissed me, and lowered his eyes again: "...I can't do it."
The deer in my heart slammed into the tree, and I fell into silence—he was…
… Is there anything hidden, the kind that needs to go to the Apollo hospital
He was hesitating about how to speak so as not to hurt his male dignity, but also to appease his mood, and whether to remind him not to use Baidu search to find a hospital, he pulled me into his arms and hugged me. I asked seriously: "I don't want to be the only one to enjoy, can I help you too? I want you to... um, comfortable?"
I:"?"
Aha
671.
That's great to be brave!
672.
"It's better to be respectful than to obey!" I was afraid that he would regret it, so I quickly turned over and jumped on the bed, waving at him, "Come on, come on!"
he:"… "
I saw a moment of stunned expression that was both complicated and blank. I remembered that he was straight enough to raise the national flag on him before, and I immediately persuaded: "Well, you don't have to force it..."
He shook his head and bullied him: "No reluctance."
673.
Those four familiar words again.
He finally stopped saying these four words in a tone that made a major and difficult decision. I felt an indescribable shock in my heart - it turns out that letting him bite for me is better than letting him teach me to act and let me go to his house to watch cats Want to come easy and simple? !
So I'm not a Gu Jia
So he's actually a closet
Residents of the magical kingdom of Narnia
I watched him slowly unbutton my pants with a complex and blank expression.
674.
[Player Wei Yanzi] Equipment-1
[Player Wei Yanzi] Equipment-1
[Player Wei Yanzi] hp+50
【Player Wei Yanzi】hp-50
【Player Wei Yanzi】hp-50
【Player Wei Yanzi】hp-50
【Player Wei Yanzi】hp-50
…
675.
brake! Brake fast! The deer hit the tree, I hit the deer! !
I rescued Xiaowei from his mouth just in time before the blood tank was about to be emptied.
He looked at me suspiciously and said warmly, "It's okay, I don't feel forced."
I was almost speechless in pain, and responded with difficulty: "...I...I feel reluctant..."
He has always used magic attacks to bully and abuse my blood tank, but I didn't expect his physical attacks to be even better!
Is he totally using his teeth to delay me? ! The bite is taken apart for use, don't take the literal meaning as the instruction for use? !
Dare to ask what catastrophic calamity I got into to be punished so cruelly! Did I break the glass cup of the Queen Mother? !
First, the pelvis, and then Xiaowei, and I may have trouble with my skin duck in the future. My lower karma is heavy!
676.
I thought he was going to Apollo Hospital, but now it seems that I need to go.
Gu Yiliang's drunken eyes were slightly hazy as he watched me roll and tremble on the bed, and he probably reacted. The wine was also a little frightened, and he came over to hug me and pat me on the back at a loss.
What's the use of slapping the back? ! Do you teach? !
I complained: "...you you you you..."
He was uneasy: "I, I will practice again?"
I was terrified: "... take... take me to practice...?"
He was displeased: "Who do you want me to train with?"
With tears in my eyes: "… practice, practice for you, practice whatever you want, how you want to practice… "
677.
No one is holding the color practice to dance in the sky anymore. I can't dance anymore. If there is a rainbow in the sky in the future, it will be Yiliang Dangkong is practicing me.
678.
The car is not moving.
The two cars ran towards each other from ab and ab at the same time, and they collided and fell down the cliff, exploded and caught fire, and the wreckage was charred.
I don’t know if Xiao Xiaowei, who was badly injured, will be able to regain his life. I curled up in the corner of the bathroom crying without tears, letting the water run on me wantonly, and even in the past, I added a scene to myself while taking a shower, fake crying and washing while talking. I don't feel so dirty anymore.
Gu Yiliang looked at me by the door frame, full of apologetics: "Or... let me rub it for you?"
I:"… "
He thought it was the TV? If it was broken, it could be repaired with a tap.
I stared at him with the shower head.
679.
So it became the two of us taking a shower together in the bathroom.
He felt guilty, and my heart was ashes. No matter whether it was action or communication, there was no spark, like an old couple who had lost their sexual interest in each other but still had a tacit understanding.
I asked him for a shower while holding a foam head, and he directly lifted the hand holding the shower towards me.
What is he doing!
I was most afraid of getting the shampoo in my eyes, and when I closed my eyes for a second, I felt a hand stick to my forehead.
I opened my eyes and saw Gu Yiliang's close face, he was too close to me, his full forehead and beautiful eyebrows were embroidered straight into my eyes like a painting.
He held the shower head in one hand to help me flush from the side, and put the other hand on my forehead, carefully helping me with the foam that flowed down.
680.
He seems to be watering me.
I looked at him, and the broad-leaved plants in my heart kept growing wildly towards the sun, covering the sky in my heart.
I poked his arm: "Who am I?"
He blinked in confusion: "Yanyan?"
OK, I said: "You put the shower in place and bow your head."
He did as he was told, and I kissed him.
His lips and tongue were too soft and his breath was too hot. I remembered the cigarette I took from him that night, and found that the things you do with your mouth can always be easily addictive, such as eating, drinking, smoking, kissing—I really As expected of a scholar.
So we kiss again and again.
681.
The water vapor climbed up the surrounding glass little by little, as if wrapped in a layer of muslin.
Hug, hugged and kissed, then it was no surprise that something was holding me again, Xiao Xiaowei also gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, and said straightly: "Help me up and try!"
Gu Yiliang pursed her lips, looked down at me, and didn't mean to withdraw her body.
Hiss - I'm really not ready to be wiped out, looking at him hesitantly.
Me: "Why not..."
Him: "It's better..."
We were silent in sync.
Me: "With legs?"
Him: "With your hands?"
We were silent again.
682.
I lost! I even sold myself!
I turned my back and leaned against the wall in exasperation, he gave a low laugh, put one hand on my waist, shoved some high-spirited object between my legs, and the other hand touched my troubled little boy. Xiaowei, lowered his head and kissed the back of my neck again.
It was really a loss, and it was too short. I put my hand on his hand, followed his movements, grabbed his hand on my waist, and bit his fingertips angrily.
Instead, he smirked a few times as if he was being entertained, and rubbed my tongue with his fingers.
The mist in his eyes gathered and dissipated, and he didn't know whether it was water mist or beads of sweat on his body, and his limbs collided and rubbed together.
683.
Until we both finished washing twice and fell on the bed, my mind was at a loss.
I drank a lot, and I was nervous all the way, but I never vomited, and I experienced ups and downs from my mind to my body. As soon as my head touched the soft pillow, the drowsy drunkenness raged up. .
Feeling a little dizzy, I stretched out my hand and pinched the mountain root, and after pinching it twice, Gu Yiliang stretched out his hand.
I was dizzy, and he wasn't much better at all. His brows were furrowed, and he was lying on his back, one hand awkwardly placed on my forehead, helping me rub my temples.
I turned him into a side-lying position: "It's more comfortable to sleep on your side."
He shook his head and lay back on his back again: "... I can't swallow the alcohol in my mouth, and I will rush to you when I sleep in front of you."
Oh hoo, did you just say softly that you want to kiss me? Is the hot one just about to kiss non-stop? - The latter seems to be me.
I choked myself, reached out and pulled him over again, dragged the pillow and moved down a little, facing the position of his chest: "This way, I won't rush."
He rubbed the pillow and nodded, compromised, and put his other hand on top of me, pulling me closer to his arms.
684.
So warm and sweet.
Nothing to do with sugar, just him.
685.
Always talk before going to bed. I remembered his unusual behavior at the wine table and asked, "You can't drink, why are you drinking so much?"
"Because..." He gave me a suspicious pause when he rubbed his forehead, "...I won't drink if you don't drink it, where will the good Chinese wine go?"
Me: "...If you don't get drunk, I won't get drunk. Who will sleep with Maluya?"
He: "It's nice to have a good temperament, come and kiss."
Me: "… well, well."
Just kissed.
He: "Drinking at night has a bright future?"
Me: "... a hundred years of longevity with a drunken day and a night of drunkenness?"
Him: "Correct answer, great, come and kiss."
Me: "… well, well."
Just kissed again.
Him: "Deep feelings—"
Me: "You are enough!!"
686.
He was almost perfunctory with sugar!
I pulled his face: "Are you... are you jealous?"
He paused for a moment, gave a low hum, and asked again, "...Is it bad to be like this?"
I was completely beaten by this sweet crit, and my heart was ups and downs in the warm syrup that was only a few degrees higher than body temperature. Before I could break free from my suffocation and speak, I heard him say: "— It's not good, there's no way, it shouldn't be changed."
687.
Aw, well, sweet combo, I'm dead.
688.
I put my hand around his waist, he lowered his head and kissed my forehead, I looked up at him, he smiled at me, I smiled at him, and he kissed down.
Flowing clouds and water, in one go.
Me: "Good night."
Him: "A good dream."