The flowers have fragrance and the moon has shadow, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold.
Zhu Ping'an, who was determined to perform well, came to the bed excitedly and found that the little goblin Li Shu was lying on the bed with a thin blanket covering her head.
hehe
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but smile slightly. What was this little goblin doing? Was she shy because she was wearing sexy clothes
Then, Zhu Ping'an thought of the open-crotch pants that Li Shu had worn twice, and his heart beat faster.
Lean over.
You can see that a human figure is outlined on the thin blanket, with exquisite curves, well-proportioned contours, ups and downs, and grooves and bumps, which is particularly imaginative.
Um
This girl has been growing quite fast recently, and the scale of the ups and downs seems to be much steeper.
hehe
This should be his own credit, maybe it's the principle that massage speeds up blood circulation or something. Zhu Ping'an looked at the ups and downs of the thin blanket with a complacent smile, just like a farmer who has worked hard for a year and sees a field of heavy ears of grain bending the stalks of grain.
Li Shu, who was under the thin blanket, seemed to have heard Zhu Ping'an's laughter, and she wrapped the blanket tighter as if shy.
Once it's tighter, it fits more closely and the ups and downs become more obvious.
The rainy season is over and it is mating season again. The male turtle lies on the female turtle and gently shakes...
Zhu Ping'an's breathing became rapid, and this classic line from Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang couldn't help but echo in his mind.
Tonight is also the season for...
Don't waste this night.
Zhu Ping'an coughed, bent down, reached out and grabbed the thin blanket, pulling it gently.
Huh
It didn't move.
Li Shu, who was under the thin blanket, held it tightly.
hehe
This little goblin...
Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, put a little more strength into his hands, and pulled the thin blanket on Li Shu's head down again.
one time
one time
Again
Li Shu under the thin blanket was like a naughty puppy, biting the corner of her owner's clothes, swaying left and right, as if she was wrestling with him.
This little naughty...
Then I will cooperate with you reluctantly.
Zhu Ping'an slightly curled the corners of his lips, smiled wickedly, and suddenly the strength in his hands increased several times, and he pulled it down hard.
"Haha, we are already an old couple, why are we still hurting each other..."
Zhu Ping'an said with a wicked smile while pulling it down hard.
Because Zhu Ping'an suddenly increased his strength and pulled with such a large amplitude, the person under the thin blanket had no time to react and the blanket was pulled from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed in an instant.
Whoosh.
The thin blanket turned into a flying carpet and flew to the end of the bed. The person under the blanket was exposed before he could react.
When he saw the person under the thin blanket, Zhu Ping'an swallowed the word "shame" in his mouth.
His eyes were wide open, almost popping out.
His mouth was opened so wide that it looked almost like a standard circle.
This scene was so sudden that Zhu Ping'an felt like he was hit by acupuncture points. He stood there like a piece of wood.
The person under the blanket seemed to be a little slow, and it took him a second to realize that the blanket covering him was not...
"Ah..." With a scream, the rosy face suddenly turned redder, and the whole face was red, as if it was about to bleed, and the redness spread from the rosy face to the neck, and then to the collarbone, and all the way down...
Yes, the person under the thin blanket was not Li Shu, but Li Shu’s personal maid Baozi, Huaer.
It was precisely because it was Hua'er lying under the thin blanket that Zhu Ping'an was so surprised. He was stunned with astonishment, and his whole body was frozen as if someone had pressed acupoints on him with the sunflower acupoint-pressing finger.
What is going on.
Where's Li Shu? !
Why is it a painting
Eat a pound
No
Eat 300 kilograms.
This kind of surprise is no less than seeing the sun rising from the west and shining on the old sow climbing a tree.
It's clear even against the light. Bah, bah, what the hell is against the light
Shocked, Zhu Ping'an's brain seemed to have lost the ability to control his body. He stood motionless in front of the bed like a piece of wood, staring at the painting lying on the bed with his eyes wide open like a fool.
Painting.
It's a painting.
Why is it a painting?!
I saw it wrongly, I saw it wrongly, I must have seen it wrongly, Zhu Pingan kept repeating in his heart. He closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and then opened his eyes again.
Well
In sight, there is a person lying on the bed.
This slightly round face with baby fat, sweet and rosy like a little bun, who else could it be but Huaer.
And this bulging and tall... Although Li Shu has grown a lot recently, she hasn't grown to such a plump level yet.
This is almost catching up with Liu Yan's level. By the way, what did this little girl Huaer eat? How did she grow so big
With such an obvious difference, how could Zhu Ping'an have made a mistake
The one lying on the bed is Huaer.
Hua'er lay on the bed, as shy as a cooked shrimp, hugging her chest with her hands, shaking and at a loss.
Zhu Ping'an opened his eyes and looked down at her. Her face and ears were already red as if she was about to combust, and her chest was beating violently.
Stop shaking.
Dizziness...
At this moment, Zhu Ping'an felt that his brain had lost the ability to direct his actions. He stood there motionless like a piece of wood, staring blankly at the painting lying on the bed.
This girl is a replica of Li Shu on their wedding night.
No
Seems even more refreshing than Li Shu.
A piece of translucent gauze was wrapped horizontally on the lower abdomen, with a strap on the gauze that was hooked over the shoulders and tied at the back.
Half as simple as a vest.
The semi-transparent gauze is barely visible and can hardly cover up one's modesty, but rather adds a sense of haziness and sexual interest.
under
Although her thighs were tightly clamped together, one could tell that they were similar to the ones Li Shu wore on her wedding night, both were a pair of shorts, one long and one short.
Needless to say, nine out of ten times it is open.
For a moment, Zhu Ping'an's brain was buzzing like an engine boiling, and his heart was pounding violently, like a mad rabbit that had been injected with chicken blood. He ran wildly, and his heart was beating so hard that it seemed like it was going to burst out of his stomach.
What is going on? ! !
Zhu Ping'an was stunned.
"Aunt...Uncle, the young lady asked Huaer to stay here tonight to sleep with you."
The chubby little maid Hua'er tilted her head, her long eyelashes trembling, not daring to look at Zhu Ping'an. Her chubby little hands clutched the bed sheet beneath her, her chest heaving, she bit her lips, and spoke in a low, hesitant and intermittent voice.
The sound is small.
Even a mosquito flying by the bed, flapping its wings, made louder sounds than hers.
After finally finishing what she said, her slightly round face was so embarrassed that she almost buried it in the pillow.
His chest heaved even more violently.