Chapter 125: Hug (2)

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hiss……
A strange noise, softly echoing in the dimly lit room.
The little figure that was hugged in the arms by the monsoon smoke suddenly stretched under the moonlight.
The clothes that were stretched out were turned into pieces and hung on the hard-wearing body.
The delicate face that made the monsoon smoke marry countless times, at this moment, all the greens, the knife-like facial features, the beautiful face, the tall and slender body, the anti-customer, and the monsoon smoke in the dream were covered. In the shadows.
The rushing wheezing echoed in the still room.
He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his long, good-looking fingers. He looked at the little girl who was in his arms, the bottom of the red scorpion, floating silently.
The monsoon smoke in your sleep is unaware.
He looked at the sleeping face in his arms by the moonlight, and his indifferent face became softer. He was lying in bed quietly, hesitating for a long time, and slowly wanted to sit up.
"Bad boy, sleep well."
"..." Someone froze, and the little hand on his hip is like a soldering iron.
The extraordinary face of the handsome, even red is transparent.
I don't know how long I struggled in my heart. Someone can only sigh a little, and gently pull the unfair paws of the monsoon smoke from his ass...
The handsome man sat up in bed and sat silently on the edge of the bed. The moonlight fell on his broad chest, and the sloppy clothes could not cover his tight belly. He didn't care, just sitting there and watching the monsoon smoke. Yan Fazhen.
"I will be back." The man whispered, and wanted to get up and leave, but at the moment he just got up, he felt that he was gently pulled by a pulling force.
When he turned around, he discovered that his clothes were still held tightly by the monsoon smoke. She slept so comfortably, but she did not want to let go.
He looked at the monsoon smoke with some helplessness, but his eyes could not help but fall on the red mouth of the monsoon smoke.
The heart suddenly missed a beat.
The ghost made it worse. He leaned down and kissed the little mouth that was lingering in the air.
The soft touch of the lip piece and the warmth ironed his soul, but with a touch, but the whole person was like being burned in the fire, he stood up straight in the emperor, and his slender fingertips passed through his fever. Lips, red scorpions are full of ripples.
Looking at the unpredictable monsoon smoke, he was somewhat embarrassed to tear off the clothes she was squatting, and the slender body turned into a black shadow, fleeing under the moonlight...
This feeling, the monsoon smoke sleeps very calm, but always feel that there is something old to harass her to sleep.
When the first rays of the morning sun spilled from the window, the monsoon smoke stretched out and opened the sleepy eyes.
but……
In the blink of an eye, she stopped.
His own arms are empty, leaving only the piece of cloth that he still holds.
Almost at the moment of reaction, the monsoon smoke smashed from the bed, and the clothes were draped out of the door and went straight out of the door.
"Bad boy, wake up and don't know what to say."
The monsoon smoke was found in the government for half a day. I thought the fire broke out and walked away, but...
She never found it again, and that touch made her a stunning figure.
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A certain north: red and fire, hahahaha.
Little madman: Shut up!
Some North: Hey, there is no more tofu to eat, it is very pity.
Little madman: I am still a little raging!
A certain north: Hehehe, while going, I want to go out to eat with my wife, you go to the corner and grow mushrooms.
Little madman: Come back! Write it to me!
Some North: I don't, I am hungry, I have to go eat first! Do not eat enough to work hard.