Chapter 133: Gong Momo

Chapter 133 Gong Momo
There is a room in the night, specializing in his things, big and small, are guns, tanks, fighters, various military awards, models of different sizes, all over the house, the eyes of the little guys Blinking.
He likes this dryness too much. He is too good. He admires him.
Gong Momo naturally followed, and she also secretly wowed, watching the medals and trophies that could not be placed in the long cabinet. After a few years, what did the man experience?
The little guy's body is small, and he can see it everywhere. Gong Momo is afraid that he will be hurting. He will follow the drill. He knows, one does not pay attention, what is her ankle, one is unstable, she goes to the side. help.
The night is standing next to her, and what she is helping is a model shelf with no support ability, I am afraid that it will fall more ugly.
I didn't have time to think about it. He stretched out his arms and took her thin shoulders. With a force, Gong Momo's small face slammed into his chest, and he came to an intimate kiss.
Her little mouth kissed the strong chest muscles that the man stood out. Although she was able to feel the hardness and heat of the man's muscles through a thin layer of clothing.
She was hit by some stars, and the night squats and deep squats flashed a hint of darkness that was hard to detect. He reached out and let her go, asking for it, "You are all right!"
Gong Momo shook his head, and then he walked forward, his head slammed, and he slammed into the wing of a small airplane model. She made a whimper, and the night was cold and he shook his head and laughed. It’s really a mistake.
"Aunt, come over here, there is a gun here!" The little guy was excited to see the gun for the first time.
"Ozawa, you can't move!" Gong Momo cried.
"Reassure, here are the toy models, not true."
Gong Momo walked over and saw the little guy standing in front of a row of gun cabinets. There were various types of guns embedded in it. She saw some dizziness, but the little guy was excited to open his eyes and study.
The cool night's collection is more abundant than the museum collection.
The little guy looked at the eyes with a pair of eyes, and Miyamo Mou followed behind him. The night was standing at the door waiting for them to watch and play. "Ozawa, you can pick the toys, what do you like, and I will send you the past." ""
"Yeah!" The little guy immediately picked it up.
Miya Momo really didn't want to get into those models. She was wearing a floral dress today. It was inconvenient. She was worried about what the skirt would hang, her body moving, and the skirt was shaking. Suddenly a pull to stop her, she turned back, her skirt hung on a hook of a fixed model.
"I am coming." The night sly saw her sly, and smiled and walked over.
Because the front is a small fighter model, the tall body of the night must be bent down. He squats down, and the slender fingers gently pull down her skirt. Gong Momo is somewhat ashamed. Just beside her, especially when his big palm twitched her skirt.
She only felt a faint feeling in her heart.
When the skirt was pulled out, she whispered, "Thank you."
Two words, light, shy, like the petals of the air.
It’s amazing to be intoxicating.
Standing in the cold, I stood up and looked at her, looking deeper. "It's okay."
"Let the little guy see it! You don't go in." After the night, he asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"water."
"Can the spring water be?"
"Yes." Gong Momo finished, looking down at the toes, and some embarrassed to look at his eyes.
The cold eyes of the night fell on her shy face, and it was tight. Just now, he was kneeling beside her, smelling a scent from her body, elegant, like the smell of lime, inexplicably making him The atrium is hot and a bit hot.
When the night is cold, I am a little annoyed. How is it possible that this little girl will make him scream?
When the night was cold, Gong Momo seemed to be liberated. She said to the little guy, "Ozawa, you pick it up, pick us up and go down."
"Aunt, you said that I want a model gun, will dryness give it to me?"
"No, your mommy knows, I must marry you, and quickly pick a small model."
"Then I want this tank." The little guy pointed at a tank model that was taller than others.
"Let's go! Look at the night to see how the night is going to get you home." Gong Momo said silently.
After the little guy picked it up, Gong Momo took him down the stairs. In the hall, he was holding a bottle of water and a bottle of milk at night. Seeing that they were all down, he asked, "Is it better?"
"Well! Pick it up, I want to drive the tank."
"Good boy, have a vision, pick one of my favorite ones when you pick it up." After that, he gave him a bottle of milk at night, "Come, drink!"
The little guy smiled and took Mimi, and Miyamo Mo took it. As she asked, "Would we like to go out to eat?"
"No, the aunts at home are cooking, and soon they will eat." The night screamed and replied.
The little guy looked at him. "Dry, your body is awesome, and it's as good as my knees."
"Want to see?" After that, he swelled the arm on one side toward the little guy, and the blue ribs hovered over it.
The little guy admired the little fat hand that stretched out the meat to touch him. "Wow! It’s hard! Like a stone!" Then he suddenly asked, toward the side of the palace, Momo, "Aunt, you want Don't touch it."
Gong Momo’s pretty face turned red and lightly quenched.
You don’t want to.

The night sighed and smiled. "Your aunt is shy."
The little guy asked with big eyes. "Why is the aunt shy?"
Gong Momo immediately reluctantly retorted, "I am not shy." To finish, I saw the scary arm of the knot that was intentionally displayed in the night, and the small face was still red to the ear.
This man's body is too blushing, hey, why is the big brother going on a business trip, why should she come here?
The night squats and puts up the muscular arm muscles. He is not the kind of big-body muscles. His body is well-proportioned, slender, and the standard body is perfect for undressing.
Gong Momo picked up the phone and gave Cheng Haoyue a call and told her to have dinner here today. Cheng Haoyue also guessed it and asked them to go back soon.
Cheng Haoyue took the work home. At this moment, sitting on the sofa and facing the lights that were extinguished by the window, it was the inspiration, the slender hands were flexible and elegant, and a unique piece of work jumped on the paper.
Around 8:30, Gong Momo came back with the little guy. The night screamed and the two men drove a small cart to pull the tank that the little guy liked.