In the hot summer, eating ice in an air-conditioned room with the air conditioner blowing seems to be the most enjoyable thing.
But for Xue Xue, there is something more fun.
After she raised her foot to her thigh for the third time, Peng Yunchen finally stopped being indifferent.
"I'm batching homework."
"I know." Xue Xue replied confidently. "I just wanted to give you a massage because I saw you were working so hard."
The language contains accusations, which means that the other party does not know good people.
Regarding this, Peng Yunchen was helpless.
"Ancestor, I can't concentrate with you like this."
"That means your Dao heart is not stable, and your practice is not enough." Xue Xue said, the back of her foot moved up a little, deliberately brushing against the man's sensitive triangle belt. "I'm helping you out of kindness."
Hearing this, Peng Yunchen's eyes darkened.
"Is this how the words Dao Xin and practice are used?"
"if not?"
Xue Xue, who was unaware of the danger, was still smiling.
The flexible fingers are still scratching and scratching.
"Is the teacher a little neglected to exercise these days? Feel the abdominal muscles... ah!"
Before he finished speaking, his restless feet were grabbed by the man's big hand.
Xue Xue struggled twice.
"Let go!"
"Why let go?" Peng Yunchen turned his head. "Didn't it mean I've neglected to exercise? Why don't you try now? Huh?"
The ending sound is picked up, like a hook.
Peng Yunchen is used to wearing glasses when approving homework.
The thin gold-rimmed glasses match that handsome face very well, especially when he narrows his eyes slightly, there is a trace of laziness and carelessness in his gentleness, like a cheetah taking a nap under the sun, with an elegant and leisurely posture. Inexplicably arrogant.
It's a completely different feeling from the usual gentleness, a bit of a gentle scum.
Xue Xue didn't think about that at first, she was just playing with men.
but now…
"How should I try?" She imitated Peng Yunchen's movement and tilted her head with a sincere expression. "Is it just talking with your mouth, or do you have to practice it?"
Peng Yunchen felt that his little girlfriend was getting more and more good at pushing her nose and face.
It's a headache and at the same time can't help spoiling.
"Say it." Xue Xue was unhappy when he didn't get a response. "Why is there no sound again? No way...ah!"
Xue Xue, who was sitting crookedly on the sofa, was crushed down by the man.
Her black hair was disheveled, her small face was porcelain white, and her pair of black eyes widened in surprise, like a cat or a rabbit, cunning and agile.
Peng Yunchen's condescending angle was just enough to clearly see the complacency in her eyes.
"Naughty." He pinched Xue Xue's cheek, and after getting the unconvinced stare back from the other party, he smiled softly. "You can't just say that men are bad, some words have to be paid."
The genitals seem to have taken root in the tunnel.
The huge top was blocked with water and pressed against the sensitive point, greatly continuing Xue Xue's first wave of orgasm.
"Woo... not fair..."
Released at the same time, the penis quickly regained its vitality, and continued to fight aggressively, while Xue Xue was still immersed in the endless aftertaste, feeling pain and happiness.
"Didn't you say I can't do it?" Peng Yunchen smiled meaningfully at Xue Xue's accusation. "Is this okay?"
"Hmm... so-so... ah... a beast! Don't move suddenly... oh... I hit it again..."
She was trembling, but her thick and long flesh didn't have the slightest thought of sympathy, and it was like a stick breaking into it section by section.
The tender meat was stretched, and the blue veins on the columnar body scalded the wall of the cavity, branding obscene lines on it.
"Well… "
Xue Xue climbed the man's shoulders, her fingernails sank into the stretched muscles through the fabric of the thin shirt.
The space of the sofa is too small, which limits the room for Peng Yunchen to play.
But he didn't change the rhythm because of this, instead he changed his way to bring Xue Xue into the vortex of lust.
After seeing that the state was almost the same, the man put one foot on the ground decisively, and hugged the woman who was already in a daze with all his strength.
Because of the change in posture, the penis penetrated deeper, and the nails were generally driven into the inside from the bottom up, and even the small mouth, which was well hidden, shrank in horror because of being squeezed.
One after another, Peng Yunchen's scalp became numb as he sipped.
The speed of the difference is faintly accelerated.
"Wait... let me take it easy uh... um!"
The man did obediently stop.
But the genitals did not move, but the big mouth on it greedily bit the nipples.
Not much restraint, the teeth stuck to the areola, the tongue rolled over the nipple, sucking hard like a baby.
"Don't be like this... I can't suck the milk... ah..."
Because of Xue Xue's words, Peng Yunchen's eyes became darker.
With the dripping of sweat, there seemed to be a scarlet streamer spinning in the black pupils.
Xue Xue's legs hooked Peng Yunchen's waist, but even so, the sense of instability with only the genitals as the fulcrum did not ease much.
"Don't be like this... it's strange... you move... um! Don't, stop... um..."
"Why is it so difficult to serve?" Peng Yunchen held Xue Xue in his arms and walked a few steps before stopping in front of the big wall connecting the living room and the master bedroom. "If you want to move once and don't move, then do you want to move?"