Chapter 155: Deceptive Uncle 56

The number of warmth was bullied and the eyes were wet. She didn’t know what was going on. She didn’t know how to toss her, but every time she was so bullied, she always cried, tears and tears. Feeling that I was particularly wronged, I whispered: "Then I will...Is it not the Prince?"
Her voice just fell, she was turned over by a thousand inks, and she turned her body. He pressed her on her, but it pinched her chin tip, and the warm fingertips rubbed her soft and tender red lips. Pressing the pinch lightly, the voice is a bit low and dumb, "What do you say?"
The number of warmth was pressed against the lips by his fingers. In addition to breathing, nothing else could be done. The bright eyes still stood in the misty water.
However, soon she felt the motive of his finger on his lips, and quickly rose to a small face, just want to open his mouth and say, his fingers would come in.
Slender, warm, and flexible, stirring in her mouth.
He even fooled himself: "warm, hehe."
The number of warm eyelashes trembled slightly, and opened his mouth slightly, shyly sticking out his small tongue and licking his fingers.
Her move is like answering his words on the side.
However, after a few moments, the number of warmth retracted back to the tongue, and the movement was not willing to move. The small face was also burnt red, and it was very uneasy to look at him with his eyes open.
She was very afraid that at this moment he poked something on his lower abdomen, so that she could subconsciously avoid it, but she could be twisted and fixed by his body without both limbs.
Qian Qianmo thinks that it is a matter of course. After all, the little girl took the initiative to kiss him. But she is really too small, he just wants to go to her tightly top, and when she is warm, she cries, tears keep falling, and soon she bursts into tears, just like her life. fear.
Qian Qianmo had to bow her head and kiss her little face while yelling at her: "Warm, don't you?"
The number of warm and sobbing for a long time to say bad things, Qian Qianmo can only hear the words "too big" in a vague way... still with a crying...
According to the temperament of Qian Qianmo, he probably won’t be tender for a long time, but the little things really cry too poorly. The tears are stained with tears in the corners of his eyes. He is very pitiful, but his desire is not going up. If I didn’t come down, I felt very painful for a while, and I smashed between her white legs. The voice became more and more dumb: "The king does not go in, but warm to help the king..."
The number of warm tears licked, and tears were still on his face, but the little hand was taken by the man's big hand and carried under him.
......
Afterwards, after a few warm washes, I changed my bedclothes and squatted on the bed. The hand was still numb, as if the man’s hot breath was still stuck.
She heard the footsteps coming in, and quickly turned her head away. Several fingers grabbed the corners, and there was some fear in her anger.
"Warm, get up and eat something first."
The number of warm sides lay back to him, squinting at the slight swaying crepe, refused to scream.
But Qian Qianmo would not rely on her in this matter. She refused to obey, and he forced her to get out of bed.
Although the number of warmth was a little temper, but he did not care about his stomach, he was finally taken out of bed by him.
However, after all, it was closed for a day in a small black house. The number of warmth still had no appetite, but I didn’t want to starve myself, and forced myself to eat more.