Speaking of Zhang Ermao, after seeing Jin Zhenying and Yu Jing leaving, he then looked at Wang Youcai and others who were fighting around the table. At this time, he seemed to feel the most boring of himself.
Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Ermao went upstairs with a look of boring Zhang Ermao. After returning to his room, he fell heavily on the ground. He wanted to rest and sleep, but it was still early, and it was just dark. Time can't sleep at all, of course, it's a different matter if there is a little beauty in his arms.
"Pug, pug..." Just when Zhang Ermao felt a little helpless, a little itchy, footsteps came from outside the door, the sound of high heels, not so crisp, indicating that the heels are not so high, not so sharp. , It means that it is not Yang Mengling who went upstairs, but Liu Cuihua.
Liu Cuihua. Although she is her own sister-in-law, she has become her own woman now, and the relationship seems to have been clarified, and Liu Cuihua seems to have some meaning to herself...
"Cuihua!" Thinking of Liu Cuihua's gentleness, thinking of Liu Cuihua's body, thinking of Liu Cuihua's last madness, that kind of eagerness that can't wait, Zhang Ermao couldn't hold back it, and rushed out of the room and grabbed it when he was about to walk in. Liu Cuihua's arm in the room.
"Ermao!" Liu Cuihua seemed to see something in Zhang Ermao's eager eyes? However, he didn't dare to explain, he just looked at the other person with a nervous and affectionate expression: "You... You have something to do with me!" I felt a little knowingly asking.
"Also... It's okay, that's..." Zhang Ermao was also a little nervous, didn't know how to explain, didn't say anything, after hesitating for a moment, he took Liu Cuihua into his arms, and his mouth was viciously pressed to Liu Cuihua's lips. Past.
Although Liu Cuihua was a little nervous, she didn't refuse Zhang Ermao's passionate kiss. Instead, she stretched out her hands and hugged Zhang Ermao's head, opened her small mouth, and quickly stuck her tongue into Zhang Ermao's mouth, which seemed to be better than Zhang Ermao's. More active, crazier, more impatient.
"Uh... um..." With rapid breathing and an eager moan, Liu Cuihua hugged Zhang Ermao tightly and tried to lean against Zhang Ermao's arms.
Liu Cuihua’s rapid breathing, this eager moan, this almost crazy, impatient demand seemed to make Zhang Ermao feel even more excited, more lustful, Zhang Ermao didn’t speak, but just kissed Liu Cuihua madly. With her mouth, her big hand reached into Liu Cuihua's chest, frantically kneading the proud twin peaks on Liu Cuihua's chest.
"Small flower, I want to kill you, I want you, I want you now
! "Zhang Ermao eagerly said that after opening his arms, he hugged Liu Cuihua in front of him, and then kicked open the door of the room with a heavy kick. He just wanted to put Liu Cuihua down immediately, he just wanted to immediately Pulling off Liu Cuihua's clothes and pants, just want to enter Liu Cuihua's body immediately, but...
With a sound of "Bang", Zhang Ermao kicked open the door of Liu Cuihua's room, and the room was completely dark.
"Ah!" But just as Zhang Ermao kicked the door open, a woman's scream came from her ear.
"Ah!" Liu Cuihua was almost startled, and hurriedly jumped out of Zhang Ermao's arms, reaching out and turning on the light in the room.
light is on. Although not so bright, Zhang Ermao still saw Yang Mengling cowering beside the bed at a glance. She didn't have any clothes or even panties. Although Yang Mengling was squatting on the floor, she blocked herself tightly with a shirt. On the chest, but the smooth back, the white and tender buttocks, the sideline, the beautiful arc on the chest...
"Go out... Go out! Should I change clothes?" Yang Mengling looked nervous and shy, didn't dare to lift her head, just yelled viciously in her mouth.
Yang Mengling was indeed changing her clothes. For "safety", she didn't even turn on the light; while she was stripping off her clothes, Yang Mengling was stunned. She heard the voices of Zhang Ermao and Liu Cuihua outside the door. Of course she understood that it was. What's going on? Although Yang Mengling knew about the relationship between Zhang Ermao and Liu Cuihua, she was still somewhat disappointed in her heart.
Yang Mengling was not in a hurry to put on her underwear. She even expected Zhang Ermao to rush into the room and see her naked body. She could... But when Zhang Ermao really ran into her, she was nervous, scared, and extremely ashamed.
"Mengling, um... I didn’t mean it!" Zhang Ermao also had an embarrassment on his face. After speaking, he lowered his head quickly. It’s over, it’s over. The voices made by herself and Liu Cuihua just now, as well as what she said. The words must have been heard by the little Nizi in front of her.
"Mengling, actually I..." I thought that there was no one in the room. I thought that Yang Mengling was downstairs. I thought I could take this opportunity to linger with Zhang Ermao, but now... Liu Cuihua is also embarrassed to the extreme.
"Mengling, that... that we are just playing around, Ermao... Ermao actually came to you!" Liu Cuihua seemed to think of something? It seems that I should seize this opportunity to accomplish the good deeds of Zhang Ermao and Yang Mengling, so he pushed Zhang Ermao next to him heavily, pushed the opponent down in front of Yang Mengling, then turned around and rushed out of the door, even pushing The door closed tightly
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"Go out... Go out, you also go out!" Yang Mengling still squatted on the ground, still blocking her chest tightly with her shirt, but her voice was much lower, because her inner contradiction was so extreme that she didn't know herself. Do you really want to let the other party out or...
"Mengling, I..." I can't live up to Cuihua's kindness, I am anxious, I am horny, but I also like you, I also want to love you, love you, of course, including completely owning you.
Zhang Ermao couldn't say the following words, but slowly squatted down, slowly stretched out his hands, and gently lifted Yang Mengling's already flushed face.
"Dead... Dead thief!" Yang Mengling looked at Zhang Ermao fiercely, gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words, but there was more anger on her face, with mischievous and playful anger.
"**Thief!" Mentioning the word **thief, Zhang Ermao has a deep feeling. He seems to think that the savage and willful policewoman before has returned and returned to his side, but still naked/body/naked/body. "I'm a thief, but I'm not dead, hehe!" With a face of **/smile, Zhang Ermao held up Yang Mengling's face again, and his mouth slowly stretched out to Yang. Mengling's playful and sexy little lips.
"Hey, you..." What do you want to do
Yang Mengling looked nervous and angry, but before she finished speaking, Zhang Ermao's lips pressed her against her body, sealed and blocked.
"Yeah..." Yang Mengling struggled, trying to raise her arms and push Zhang Ermao's head away, but she didn't dare to do that, because when she let go of her hand, the shirt would fall off, and her body would show up without reservation. In front of this guy's eyes.
It’s not that Yang Mengling really wants to reject Zhang Ermao. In fact, she also loves Zhang Ermao. She also wants to give her body to Zhang Ermao completely, but not now, not in such a ghostly place, especially when Liu Cuihua knows about it. , Even Liu Cuihua was eavesdropping at the door...
Yang Mengling kept twisting her head, but she was tightly hugged by Zhang Ermao's hands, and her mouth was kissed frantically by Zhang Ermao. She even felt that Zhang Ermao’s tongue had been inserted into her mouth. I stirred frantically in my mouth, entangled with my small tongue, rubbed and sucked, stimulating every tense nerve of my own.
"Uh..." Finally Yang Mengling groaned, and finally Yang Mengling felt that her whole body was about to collapse, and finally Yang Mengling did not struggle any more, and finally Yang Mengling took the initiative to respond, proactively stretched out her little fragrant tongue, and reached into Zhang. Ermao’s mouth actively entangled with Zhang Ermao’s tongue
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Feeling Yang Mengling’s relaxation and Yang Mengling’s active response, Zhang Ermao seemed to be more excited. At least he felt that “there is a show tonight”, so he put his arm around Yang Mengling’s head, gently slid down with the other, and gently stroked Yang. With Mengling's smooth back, she slowly stretched her big hand to Yang Mengling's abdomen, up and down, and went straight to Yang Mengling's chest.
Yang Mengling originally grabbed the shirt in her hand and pressed her chest tightly, but after a fierce kiss, she focused completely on her lips, on her tongue, and placed it on Zhang Ermao’s deep kiss. On, the little hand has lost the ability to resist, so Zhang Ermao easily succeeded, and easily put the big hand into Yang Mengling’s chest...
Soft, tender, and full of flexibility, Zhang Ermao understood that it was Yang Mengling's firm edge; there was no hesitation, no pause, and then couldn't wait, Zhang Ermao's big hand was able to make an inch and completely grasped Yang Mengling's whole "round".
"Ah!" Feeling Zhang Ermao's big hand reaching into her chest, feeling her sensitivity being grasped by Zhang Ermao all in her hand, Yang Mengling was startled, and hurriedly pushed away Zhang Ermao's big hand on her chest again. He tightly covered his chest: "Brother Er Mao, don't!"
"No!" Zhang Ermao was immediately dumbfounded. Why would Yang Mengling reject him when he was away? Although he was extremely excited, he didn't want to force Yang Mengling: "Mengling, if... If you don't want to, then forget it!" Ermao picked up a piece of clothing from his wife and put it on Yang Mengling's shoulder.
"No, no!" When Zhang Ermao wanted to give up, and when Zhang Ermao was about to stand up, Yang Mengling was also anxious: "Brother Ermao, I am willing, but now... Sister Cuihua will she be outside... Just in case When Jeongyoung comes back..."
Looking at Yang Mengling's anxious and aggrieved look, Zhang Ermao understood everything. After all, Yang Mengling was the first time. After all, this place was too remote. He knew what Yang Mengling was worried about? I am worried about whether I will be disturbed or run into by someone, I am worried about whether Liu Cuihua will eavesdrop outside the door, and whether Jin Zhenying will come back soon...
Yang Mengling’s worries are not superfluous, but Zhang Ermao is not worried about whether Liu Cuihua will overheard. After all, they are all "comers"; they are not worried about being hit by someone, because Liu Cuihua is there, because Liu Cuihua will raise the door. No one will come up.
"Hey..." Zhang Ermao stood up slowly, and said with a disappointed look: "Mengling, if you don't want to, then forget it!" After finishing speaking, Zhang Ermao turned around, with a sly smile on his face. He walked slowly towards the door, and he was waiting, waiting for Yang Mengling behind him to stop him, even leaping forward to hug him.