Chapter 317: measuring

Alan looked at Penello thoughtfully, watching her swaying up the steps step by step.
His gaze could not only follow Penello, just as his heart was beating violently when he realized Penello's decision.
Penello took Alan into the responsive room expertly, and the room still retains what Alan looked like when he studied Animagus.
No, it's still slightly different.
The light seemed to be even dim, so dark that Penello's face was beating with enthusiasm. She bit her lip, her watery and crystal eyes and Allen looked at each other a little, and then moved away immediately.
"Ellen, why don't you measure it for me." Penello said quickly and softly. If it weren't for the extremely quiet indoors, it would be hard to hear.
Then she seemed to have found a reason, and became confident, "No one knows the specific requirements for the data, after all, this is the equipment you designed by yourself."
Although Alan was still hesitating, seeing Penello like this, his throat rolled slightly, only spitting out the word "OK".
In Penello's eyes, the profile of the young man in front of him was facing the dim light, looking down, his eyelashes were like light golden moth wings, resting on his handsome face.
"Penello, open your arms." Allen said softly, his voice dry.
But in Penello's ears, it was a gentle and sympathetic tone.
Penello took off the large magic robe that was outside and threw it high into the sky, then stretched out his slender arms and looked at Alan.
Allen caught Penello's robe and hung it on the inner door handle of the responsive room.
Of course, outsiders cannot enter the responsive room at this time. Penello watched Alan's movements, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
A long tape measure with silver scales appeared in Allen's hands out of thin air.
It is exactly the same as the magic tape that Ollivander measured for the little wizards.
Penello's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't stop Alan.
Alan lowered his head, unable to see his expression, and stepped forward, almost embracing Penello in his arms.
Sniffing lightly at the end of his nose, he smelled a short scent of gardenia behind Penello's earlobe.
Seeing Alan's movements, Penello was stunned. At the same time, Penello felt Alan gently rub his lips against his ears and cool.
Allen wrapped the tape measure around Penello's back, then stepped back a little later, trying to see the numbers in front of him.
On Penello's chest, his fingertips pressed one end of the tape measure, his eyes remembered the numbers on the tape measure, but his fingers felt the surprising softness at the bottom of the tape measure.
Allen's gentle breath almost penetrated the thin summer clothes on Penello's chest. Penello could feel the temperature of the breath, which was as hot as Allen's eyes.
Penello didn't say a word for Alan's behavior like a Muggle tailor holding a magic tape in his hand.
Allen held Penello's forearm and stretched the tape measure. During the measurement, an elbow happened to hit the outer edge of Penello's fullest southern hemisphere.
Penello was very calm, but in the dark he couldn't help but feel ecstasy, and bursts of numb came up.
Allen's eyes were smooth to Penello's waist.
Penello, who had removed his robes and only had a close-fitting shirt, showed a slender body.
Her waist is surprisingly thin, Allen's eyes follow the waistline, and the two rounded arcs quietly show what is and charming.
Allen wanted to throw away the tape measure in his hand, hold the thin piece with his own hands, and feel her temperature.
He did, too. When his warm hand touched Penello's waist, Penello couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Allen's palm rubbed against the most private and soft spot of Penello, as if with magic, and the skin on Penello's waist also heated up.
Alan's hand gradually went downstream, Penello could no longer hold it, soft as a cloud, and Alan held him in his arms.
The magic tape measure had been forgotten by the two, witnessing this sudden pink scene innocently.
Allen's hand lingered for a long time in that surprisingly flexible arc, before continuing to walk downstream.
Allen could feel that the skin under his hands was extremely tender and cold.
Suddenly, Penello's slender legs lifted slightly, and Allen's hands couldn't help but slide to the inside, getting a more delicate and smooth touch.
Penello was soft, his cheeks flushed, and his shiny eyes looked at Alan affectionately.
She raised her hand and stroked Alan's chest.
Alan's breathing became heavier in response, and he couldn't help but grabbed Penello's hand and dropped an extremely hot kiss on her palm.
And it was Penello's more passionate kiss in return to Allen.
Penello raised his arms, inserted both hands into Alan's hair, pressed his head against him, between his lips and teeth, the passion of the two was ignited.
Penello felt that Allen's kisses rained down her cheeks and neck.
No, not enough, this is far from enough!
Penello felt her body burning, she yearned for more and more intense touch.
Without any warning, Penello's nails pierced Alan's shoulders, and she suddenly turned over and pressed Alan under her body.
After a brief astonishment, Allen felt the passion of Liaoyuan.
Penello's nature seemed to be liberated, with a beast-like hunger, her lips found Alan's lips, and her slender white thighs wrapped around Alan's waist.
With a sudden and just right action. The black lace slipped from Penello's shoulder.
At the same moment, Allen's obstacle was also dexterously removed by Penello.
Penello's hand stroked Ellen's chest, her feet slid down his legs, her long hair dropped, and she lowered her head and kissed Ellen's neck lightly.
Penello grabbed the wand with his backhand, and the decorations and pens on the long table were pushed away by invisible force, hit the wall, and then fell to the ground.
She violently pushed Allen onto the long table, but Allen's head hit the shelf of the long table.
Penello stretched out in front of Alan, and in an instant, Alan felt that he saw a perfect body, a goddess who showed the dark side of love and beauty.
After a brief obstruction, a warm sensation entangled Allen's body with her. All reason was melted into the torrent of senses, and Allen's breathing became harsher.
When Alan entered the dark goddess in front of him, Penello's eyes were wide open, and his slightly red pupils were gleaming.
The long table creaked uncontrollably under Alan, but it was overwhelmed by Penello's happy princess until they echoed on the wall of the room.
Her nails slid down Ellen's spine again, getting more and more urgent, until her face touched Ellen's, and her soft, warm breath sprayed on Ellen's ears.
Allen moved faster and faster. Penello yelled out, as if completely forgot about herself, and Allen felt that it was approaching the peak.
Penello called Alan's name almost lovingly. Her gaze rested on Allen's neck, and then into his eyes, Allen suddenly realized what she wanted to do.
Allen took the initiative to approach her and let her lips touch her neck.
Penello's lips opened, revealing sharp white teeth. She gradually pressed her lips and teeth, and Allen keenly noticed that blood seemed to ooze from her neck.
But Penello didn't care, and instead licked gently, the itching and tingling instantly occupied Allen's senses.
Allen couldn't help but bent to her hungry mouth~EbookFREE.me~ and attacked her frantically.
Her body responded to Ellen with the same violent rhythm, and finally he and her body merged sweetly.
When Allen was soaring on the summit, it was no longer difficult to tell where she ended and where he started.
Penello's last kiss was a bit salty and smelled of blood, but at this moment, nothing in the world could separate them.
Finally, their lips parted, and Penello looked at Ellen meaningfully.
There were a few drops of blood on her chest and neck, and her body was perfect.
Allen clearly saw that a seductive flame was burning deep in his slanted eyes.