Chapter 1873: Two people's style 11

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哎, I am also a sister.
How do you compare this man, no matter which side, all of them have been pressed by him?
After a long day, she was a little tired.
Under the constant urging of Jun Aohan, she sat down to the side of Jun Ao.
"Open your mouth."
Jun Aohan’s face is a good-looking expression.
"what--"
Ye Qingli has a big mouth.
However, the leaves of Ye Qingli’s corner of the eye saw the spoon set aside.
And Jun Aohan did not mean to pick up the spoon.
She asked strangely: "The spoon is there."
"This king is hurt now, no strength, how can I get a spoon?"
Jun Aohan said with a strange expression.
"You are not funny."
Ye Qingli feels that this guy should be a child's temper again, playing with himself.
Immediately, she is struggling to get up.
"Not allowed, don't you want to let the king feed the porridge?"
"With a spoon, what do you feed?"
"This king will let you know now, in addition to the spoon, there are many ways to bring porridge..."
Ye Qingli's eyes widened.
I still don't understand what he meant when he said it.
She found that Jun Aohan had bowed his head, took a porridge in the bowl, and then hugged her brain.
The thin, sloping lips were brought together and covered on the lips of Ye Qingli.
"Well……"
At this time, Ye Qingli understands it.
She should have thought of it long ago!
This guy, how can you be so kind to feed porridge to yourself?
He obviously wants to take advantage of himself!
Moreover, it’s still so ingenious, so shameless...
Ye Qingli just wanted to denounce him such shameless behavior.
At this time, a warm, porridge with the body temperature of the other side, has already passed over from the mouth of Jun Ao cold.
With a unique fragrance.
Like the most attractive, most beautiful, most refreshing, and intoxicating drug in the world.
In an instant, I was immersed in the limbs of Ye Qingli.
Let her body become sour in an instant.
It seems that there is no resistance at all.
"tasty?"
Jun Aohan fed all the porridge into her mouth.
Then, in her ear, whispered softly.
The breath of his mouth blew the earlobe of the leaf green.
Let Ye Qingli feel that the whole body seems to have no strength.
"Good to drink..."
In this embarrassing atmosphere, she seems to be intoxicated too.
Even, I don’t know what I’m talking about...
One mouth, two mouths, three mouths...
In this way, Jun Aohan took a bite and fed the porridge in the bowl to Ye Qingli.
And every time I feed a porridge, two people will spend a few minutes, intimate kissing...
In the end, they didn't know for themselves whether they were feeding porridge or kissing each other.
Ye Qingli only feels that between her lips and teeth, she is filled with the other's body fluid, and Jun Aohan is the same...
Until the bowl of porridge was finished, until the last bite.
At this time, both of them became somewhat confused and panting.
The skin of Ye Qingli's whole body has turned into a pink color.
Her breathing began to become unconsciously heavy. The body is soft like a mud.
The mouth is constantly blowing.
And Jun Ao cold, his heavy breathing, like a buffalo, is extremely aggressive and aggressive, greedy sucking the lips of Ye Qingli.