Even if you wear a white shirt, the sexy shoulder blades still feel the same as breathing, even up and down.

The little girl found that Gunan City seemed to be particularly fond of burying her face in the pillow and sleeping, so that the person seemed harmless and even more close.

Even the taut facial lines relaxed, no longer high, people do not anger themselves.

"Little uncle--" Little thought lay on the side of the sofa, whispering to this man.

Gu Nancheng seemed to be disturbed, some impatiently turned over, the hour was startled, and when it was too late to react, the person was quiet again.

“Little uncle—” she cried again.

The little white hand was in the air, trying to touch this man, but he was afraid to disturb the man.

Hesitating for a while, he found that Gunan City did not have any reaction at all, as if she was not at ease, she was half squatting on the sofa, and her red lips were almost attached to this person's earworm, very light but very light, and more long sweet: "Guannan City - South City - South City -"

This man still doesn’t react.

This makes the little girl’s courage bigger.

The burning, hot eyes looked at this person, and for a moment, it seemed that she could not make her face red with the Lord.

The little hand finally fell on the body of Gunan City and put it on the first button of the shirt.

White shirt is not all men can wear a good, partial to the South City is the good, full of abstinence, but people feel unobtrusive, anytime and anywhere have the initiative to seduce, attract and be pushed by the heart.

“You’re hot in a shirt, aren’t you?”A little talk to myself.

The little onion hand trembled slightly, and the forehead came out of the fine sweat beads, which seemed to take a lot of effort to unbutton his first button.

The texture of the chest, if looming appeared in the eyes of the little girl, involuntarily let her swallow a mouthful.

Sexy enough not.

Almost uncontrolled forehead, her hand pewed in, the firm feeling in the delicate hand blooming, that touch, people can't stop.

The hour felt like a horse was getting up.

The man's breathing was very uniform, his thin lips were licked, but the deep five senses were not mediocre because of the current supine posture, and he was still good-looking tight.

Suddenly, the head of the South City moved slightly.

The small thought of the frightened retracted hand, a serious, even the speech thought.

As a result, the man did not move again.

The little girl patted her heart-pounding chest: "Little uncle, you are really bad, this can be scary."

The little face of the young man crumpled together, it seemed to seem a little hesitant, and as if he had made a great determination, after taking a deep breath, he put it on the position of this person's chest.

A strong heartbeat accompanied the little girl's heart-wrenching breath.

Involvement, the little hand followed the restless, one by one, with trembling, and seemed to unristakable and naturally untie all the shirt buttons of this man.

The red lips rolled, the hot kiss went up, an inch into the bone, and the heart was stretched.

The little girl who was half squatting on the ground did not know when she had climbed on this person and looked at it condescendingly.

White, a small face, become delicate, mouthful of gasping, breath, because of the constant change of posture, even the clothes on the body, have been unconsciously pulled up.

A good body, with this man’s fortitude.

The chemical reaction was ignited in an instant, and the burning, hot excitement made the small thought almost unable to control the heart like thousands of ants crawling fidgets.

The more you turn, the more unnatural.

The metal buttons of the belt, the cold and stiff feeling, when rubbing to the delicate skin, the feeling of pain is gone, and all that is left is a thick thorn, a sense of gratitude.

Let the horse go.

"Little uncle..." the little girl suddenly crouched down and whispered in the man's ear, "You have a feeling, don't you?"You are not indifferent, are you?”

This whispering to himself, with a hint of sadness, more of a genie, a charmer.

Pants, the reaction of a certain place, clearly visible, uncovered paste the little girl, the little girl red face, but more is the feeling of shyness of her own reaction.

Because the tension itself is trembling little hands, especially at this moment, even the small thought feels that this is not their own hand.

Seaweed-like chestnut long hair, hanging on the side of the sofa, in the dim yellow light, but also looks gorgeous.

The slender index finger, buttoned with metal buttons, did not know how much effort, she trembling her hands, unloaded the man's pants.

Straight legs were exposed in the air, and in the reaction of looking at a certain place, her face was suddenly red.

The original bold action was stopped in an instant, and became cramped and careful.

White, long legs across this person, long hair with the body dance, constantly floating, an inch, the next, the irrepressible reaction, let the hour think, completely defeated like a mountain.

This is how, I don't know who is spoking it, who is attracted to it.

The red lips are affixed to this person's thin lips, and the tip of the tongue is sketching the traces of the outline.

Ethics and morality are all abandoned behind the mind by the hour, want, looking forward to the deep love of this person, the hourly thought is almost certain, he not only likes this person, but even love.

Even if this kind of love transcends the boundaries, beyond everything.

Even if she will be reviled, she will be labeled as an active seducer, and lead her uncle's niece.

So how about that...

At this moment, I only think that she just wants to become a woman of this person, whether it is correct to do so, and even think about how angry this person will be when he wakes up.

The trembling hands unloaded the last barrier of the man, so that the simple action in the day-to-day seemed to cost almost all the strength of the hour.

She took a big breath, breathed, and felt that the person was also following the accelerated heartbeat, and the thin sweat that kept oozing from her forehead.

Even the little girl saw Gu Nancheng's arms tightened and his muscles were tense, like a jaguar hunting on the grassland.

“What to do!”Suddenly, the man who had never responded woke up.

When the eyes became sharp and gloomy, and when he looked at the hourly thoughts and his present state, he thought and wanted to buckle the hand of the hour, and to catch her from himself.

The little girl who was still stunned suddenly used brute force.

Unexpectedly, the man was under his own body, and the voice was enticed, but it was more sad: "Little uncle, you want me, okay."

“Small hourly!”The city of Gunan was rattled with the jawbone, and a word came out of the throat.

The strong hand so choked the little girl's waist, too strong to let the white, tender skin appeared a burst of red marks.

Because of the pain, the hour was writhed, but still indifferent: "Uncle, you also want, you are not without feeling."

The more she said, the closer she is to this person: "If you really are not interested in me, then what I did when you were asleep, it belongs to your life, the reaction, and now that you wake up, you still have feelings, it doesn't matter, right?" 」

The little girl's voice was still deep, but with a hustle and a hint of tension.

She let this person buckle her hand, even if it hurts, she does not say a word.

There was some scarlet in his eyes, and he suddenly bowed his head and kissed his thin lips, but when the lip petals had not yet fallen, the man had already turned his head.

The strength of the palm became more and more obvious, and another force, whether it hurts the hour or not, it was so hard to drag her down.

The little girl fell to the ground, even if there was a carpet, but still because of too much strength, fell pain.

The back hit the edge of the coffee table, the tingling sensation, followed.

Gu Nancheng stood up, some wistful, but the fastest speed to wear their own clothes, and then became the well-dressed, want-to-do little uncle.

"Come on, don't make me sick."The city of Gunan is more like a forefinger, a warning of the hour.

"Guannan City, you disgust me, why do you have to react."The little girl rolled her eyes and went back.

Gu Nancheng slightly closed his eyes and felt that the small thoughts were more and more unreasonable: "What is the difference between your behavior and prostitutes and women?""You tell me?"Has your family taught you this for years?Sending you abroad to study, is this what you think about in your mind every day?“Thinking of your little uncle?”

A little talk without speaking.

“Does your mother know you do that?”Do you know you are so ashamed?”The words of the city are aggressive.

The sharp eye, gloomy looking at the little girl sitting on the ground, surrounded by a thick anger, and even for a moment, the little thought felt that this person could reach out and throw himself out like this.

As a result, the more afraid, the more rebellious the words whispered in your mouth: “Tell my mother, you tell my mother, you go!”

Gu Nancheng's fist was tight, and he had not yet come and spoke, but the little girl suddenly sneered and approached herself: "Gunan City, are you sure you have no heart for me?"Even if I am your little niece, you ask with conscience, have you ever been moved?”

“Small hourly!”The South City roared.

Suddenly, the little girl who had already seemed fierce to her words was so soft, and her soft body depended on this person, and even she still wore clothes.

The slender arm put her arms around the man’s waist so hand: “Little uncle, you are excited about me, aren’t you?”If you are excited, why stop your true thoughts?”

Gu Nancheng listened to these big and bad words when he read these big and bad words, and the headache was even more painful.

Is it because of this ethics?In ancient Rome, how many nobles married in order to maintain their blood.I don't need marriage, I don't need children, I don't need anything, I just want you."