Chapter 1284: "Momo, you are very cute."

Mobson smiled, and Yu Hua was gentle, letting the little woman mess in his arms.
He said warmly: "I let you eat sugar every day."
Huang Ling’s head was smashed, not to mention Mobson’s chest, but the hand was not smashed, two small hands, and an ant on his chest.
She deliberately made a shy look, her hands kept on, "everyday, eating sugar, will gain weight. Momo, people don't gain weight."
Mobson looked at her and smiled: "It’s good to be fat, feels great, feels, and feels fleshy.


Is there a pleasure?

"I have a thrill now." From her drill to his arms, he reacted.
Huang Ling listened, and looked down at his crotch.
There, it’s really awesome.
Huang Ling’s face was hot, and then she looked at Mobson with some sympathy.
Momo, it’s really awkward for you, and you have to be vegetarian when you open the gate.

Mobson nodded, a serious question: "Yeah, you are a hit, I have pressed you several times?"
Huang Ling put her hand in the collar and pulled out his chest hair. She said: "Momo, bear it, who makes your woman weak? At this time, you must not roll the sheets."
Mobson was caught tightly by her belly, grabbed her hands, and was deep and deep. "Don't move, I can't help but move."
Huang Ling’s eyes wide open: "Do you have a reaction to pull your chest?"
Mobson glanced at her: "I touched you Hungary, did you respond?"
"Is there a difference between chest hair and Hungary?" Huang Ling deliberately pulled one.
"Oh..." Mobson took a sigh of relief. He clasped her soft bones and warned her: "Woman, don't pull it, it will provoke the upper body!"
Huang Ling snorted and looked at Mobson faintly. "Is it not painful to pluck hair? How can it react so much?"
"Stupid woman, I feel this way, you can't understand it, unless you also have long chest hair." Mobson loosened her, "I will cut the fruit for you to eat."
If you don't escape, you will get a fire from this woman.
He got up and symbolized the male part, like a gun, straight up.
Seeing this, Huang Ling’s eyes were pumping and she couldn’t help but laugh.
Momo, you are very cute.

It is always easy to get picked up by her.
Mobson looked down and looked at himself coolly, then looked back and swept Huang Ling, "small color ~ ~ female."
Huang Ling fell on the sofa and muttered to herself: "I still have no worries, is that woman, isn't Song Guifei of the X dynasty? Thought is evilr than my modern woman."
She just muttered to herself and said nothing to herself, but Mobson heard it.
When Mobson, who had just entered the kitchen, heard this, the whole person was stiff, and the hand of the fruit plate was also stopped.
It turns out that... Song Worry is Song Guifei of the X Dynasty.
It was her arrival that made him meet such a good Huang Ling -
Mobson washed the fruit, cut it, and then came over.
Huang Ling was lying on the sofa with one foot on her knees and swaying.
Mobson put the fruit down and sat down at her feet.
He took her foot off. "Don't do such a rude gesture."
Because he was sitting here, Huang Ling did not bend her legs, and her legs had to be straight.
But there is no place, only to reach his thighs, feet on the legs of Mobson.
Hands without socks are white like jade.
The toes are round and round, like a lovely pearl.
Mobson was so deep that he suddenly picked up one foot and dropped a kiss on her instep.