Because I don't need to worry about capturing Wenxian any more, Fengjing sleeps soundly, has no dreams all night, and it's early morning the next day.
Since she drank a full meal of blood yesterday, her body quickly recovered a little bit. At least she moved her feet, and the pain was gone. She got out of bed and wore big slippers that didn't fit her feet. She was still wearing the shirt that could be worn as a skirt, and when she opened the door, she saw a slovenly man sitting on the sofa and sleeping soundly. In front of him were several cans of beer, and the TV was still on. It's open, and there are basically flipped magazines on the coffee table.
She glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only half past seven, and it was eight o'clock when he went to work in the principal's office.
Guangming stepped on her slippers and walked over a few times, and looked curiously at the beer cans on the table. She really didn't understand the charm of this drink, and it was worth every time he couldn't put it down. Out of curiosity, she picked up a can and hadn't drunk it yet. After finishing the beer, she sniffed it first, and took a sip after she felt that it was not pungent. Then she put down the can and coughed violently.
A hand grabbed her wrist, she fell back and sat in the man's arms, and then, her chin was pinched and lifted, and a hot kiss fell on her lips .
There was no patience at all, his tongue drove straight in, skillfully entangled her tongue, inviting her to keep lingering with him.
With his other hand, he pressed the back of her head, and kept bringing her closer to him. Finally, he pressed her on the sofa, as if this action would allow him to taste the cum in her mouth better. .
The scenery gradually felt bad, because she felt something hot and hard pressed against her lower abdomen, just when she was worried that something was going to happen, he stopped with extraordinary self-control.
There was a silver thread when the lips were parted, her face was red and her heart was beating, he was still slowly licking/licking her moist red lips, sticking to her lips, with a lazy voice just waking up Said: "Good morning, little girl..."
Just now, was it a good morning kiss
Feng Guang pushed his shoulder, but she didn't push. She said blankly: "Mr. Principal, what do you want to do to your female students early in the morning?"
"I want to tear up and wrestle with you, and I'm afraid you won't agree." As he spoke, he hugged her and moved again, so that she could feel his fiery desire/desire more clearly.
Her heart was beating violently, and she said angrily: "Be more serious."
He kissed the corner of her lips again, "When you see how I am not serious, you will know how serious I am now."
"Stop talking!" She raised her foot and kicked him, "How long are you going to press? Get up for me."
He sat up obediently, and took her back into his arms. He held her and swayed gently, like a parent with a child, "Baby, are you hungry?"
She raised her eyebrows and pinched the flesh on his waist, "Don't call me like a child."
"It's said on TV...you young people like to call themselves babies." In the past, TV was used as a decoration, but in order to understand the thoughts of young people, Ming Fan specially watched programs related to young people. Then he just watched and fell asleep.
Feng Feng glanced at him, "I'm not a giant baby, what do you call yourself a baby?"