Chapter 460: The younger brother suspects that he bends 38 every day.
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Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?
- 素手折枝
- 593 characters
- 2021-02-03 09:33:52
The smell of people began to feel that they were dreaming.
He does not dare to move.
I only know the stupid people who look down.
Even the breathing is light.
I am afraid that this person is just the illusion of his own mind, and when he breathes heavily, he blows her away.
When Azhao kissed him and confessed his confession, he thought that the man should understand this?
however……
This fool is really stupid.
Keeping this position is like being subjected to the body-building method, and it will not be driven for a long time.
Azhao was so impatient.
She moved her legs under the quilt and topped it up: "Hey, my brother?"
bad!
Feeling a little wrong.
What is this hard thing?
Azhao is a stiff body.
She took the foot back quietly and was planning to have nothing happened.
However, the foot, or the hand that has been hot, has been held from the quilt.
The smell of people finally responded.
"Brother." His voice was low and his voice was burning on Azhao's face.
Azhao has not had time to respond.
Another "senior brother" rang in her ear, with ecstasy and a little care.
A Zhao began to feel soft again.
She sighed, and in her mind, she remembered the words "Hey, grinding the little goblin, I really can't help you."
"It's me." She whispered.
The next moment, the rain-stricken kiss was printed on her lips, her cheeks, her eyebrows.
Everything is out of control.
It seemed that the rain was coming out of the house, the window was not closed, and the wind mixed with the rain was blowing into the room, and the curtain of the bed was shaking.
In the fine mountain rain, it seems to be mixed with some blushing heartbeats.
The night is still very long.
I don't know when the rain stopped.
There is a quietness in the valley, and occasionally I can hear the sound of several frogs that are in the distance or near.
A small, hoarse female voice sounded like a small bed curtain: "Water."
There was a squeaking sound, like someone dressed.
Soon, the man in his robe got up.
There was a lame smile on his face, and a few teeth were left on the loose chest.
"Sister, drink water." Wen Renli handed over the water glass, and the look between them was full.
A Zhao took a look at him and finished the water in the cup in one go, only to feel that the dry scorpion was better.
"The sister is hungry, don't you want something?"
Azhao said that you are so pleased now, how did you stop when you told me to stop?
She threw the cup into the smell of the person, and she held the quilt into the bed.
"I need you to go a little farther now, I want to sleep!" she said indignantly.
Sure enough, the younger brother who listened to the words, still in bed, is still a beast.
Looking at A Zhao, who wrapped himself into a cocoon, smelled like a fool.
Of course, he didn't roll, throwing the cup to the bed, and he followed the bed, grabbed his arm, and took A Zhaolian with his quilt in his arms.
A Zhao had just been tossed several times. He was so sleepy, he felt his movements, and he did not hide. He only stumbled and said: "You don't make trouble, sleepy."
There is a soft lip touching her eyebrows.
"I don't want to trouble you."
The heart-warming atmosphere surrounded her, and Azhao was completely caught in a dark and sweet dream.
I woke up and there was a lot of skylight.
Azhao was lying in bed, squinting and remembering what happened last night.
She moved and found that the body was somewhat uncomfortable except for some unspeakable place.