Chapter 925 Wangzi Small Steamed Bread

Meimei twisted her body impatiently, so uncomfortable =...

"Mingshun...brother...sorry..."

The girl's soft body kept twisting. She was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans today. The t-shirt had a sweetheart collar and was a little loose. When she twisted, the collar was pulled down a lot, revealing Ice skin. !

Yan Mingshun's eyes darkened, and the scene in his dream appeared again...

In the dream, Meimei's skin was also so white that he was pressed under him...without clothes...

Yan Mingshun's eyes became scorching hot, his breathing thickened, and the strength of the arms around his brows became stronger and stronger, and it became difficult to catch her breath.

"Mei Mei... You are so sweet... Honey is sweet..."

"Uncomfortable...Brother Mingshun...Uncomfortable..."

Meimei couldn't think anymore. All she could see was the blue sky and white clouds, but it was infinitely far away from her, and her body was Yan Mingshun, whose body was as hot as a stove, which could burn her blood...

Yan Mingshun was also very uncomfortable. His desire was like a giant dragon that had been blocked for thousands of years.

"Call my name..." Yan Mingshun said in a hoarse voice, looking at the charming girl under him, his body tense and the sweat on his forehead like soybeans.

"Ming Shun..."

The girl's voice was coquettish, her body curled up, and she even played two spins. Eating two Viagra tablets would be more stimulating. Yan Mingshun's eyes were already red, and only the desire of Chi Guoguo remained.

"...Good...I don't feel bad for my kiss..."

Yan Mingshun is like a big bad wolf that has been dormant for a long time, coaxing the simple little white rabbit, and the kiss is covered again, from the lips to the auricle, to the chin...the neck...

His hands are no longer honest, he groped from under the hem of his clothes, along the smooth skin... to... and then to...

Meimei, whose brain was burnt to death, felt a pair of hands like red-hot charcoal, moving around her body, and wherever she went, it seemed like a chrome print—

hot...like a dragon...

When the ferrochrome came to the sensitive place, the eyebrows were bombarded...

She opened her eyes suddenly and grabbed the paw of someone who was eager to know.

The grip was tight, preventing the advance of the claws.

"...No...Brother Mingshun...No..."

In other places, you can kiss and touch... But there is absolutely no way, her Wangzai small steamed buns——

What a shame!

If you want to touch it, you can touch it later when you grow up!

However, Yan Mingshun misunderstood the meaning of Meimei, and thought she was shy, he was a little annoyed, how could he be so sullen?

What if you freak out Meimei?

"Don't be afraid... I'm too anxious... I won't touch it..."

Yan Mingshun withdrew his hand, and where his fingers touched, it was soft and greasy, and the highest-grade silk was smooth, like mellow milk, which made people addicted and reluctant to part.

No wonder the ancients said that the skin is as creamy and smooth as crispy. When he saw these verses, he didn't feel anything. He just thought that the ancients were too exaggerated, but now he really thinks what the ancients said could not be more appropriate.

Isn't that how he felt just now?

So smooth, so greasy, so soft...

Yan Mingshun rested his chin on Meimei's neck, trying to control the desire to vent in his body, but the fragrance of a girl kept coming in from his nose, like an aphrodisiac, which stimulated him again.

"Meimei...I'll go down there...may come back..."

Yan Mingshun said something in a hurry, then got up and left, and after a while, he disappeared into the woods, frowning tightly, looking very painful.