His dormitory is also bright in the middle of the night, not because of the dim oil lamp, but because of the beauty of the size of a shimmering glow.
Anle was staring at him with innocent eyes and jade-white face without much emotion.
"What’s wrong? Let me rub it for you. Mother always waits on her father like this."
The little witch blinked her emerald eyes naturally and said
Her reaction has satisfied the little grandfather.
But he still wants more than that.
"That’s very kind of you."
Zhao thief comfortably soft couch rolled over and lay down.
After Chen, it was a good boy who raised his white jade hand and put it on his shoulder, which was not very skillfully pinched.
He enjoyed it quietly for a while, and then looked up at the side without trace, drumming his cheeks and helping him not to talk.
"My back is a little sore. Can you help me beat it? Please. "
He said with a lazy smile
Happiness didn’t come out and gave him a back rub.
Mrs. Yan still stared at him with charming and amorous fox eyes.
"Why don’t you just sit on my back so that the massage effect may be better?"
Master Zhao is pushing his luck.
Naturally, the innocent witch will not doubt his motives.
She obediently raised her waist, but she was caught by the side flame and the belle snorted a tunnel
"Anle, don’t ask him to lie to this bad guy. He is the most deceitful person. He said that his master will come today, but he still coaxed you to wait on him."
After Chen blinked, she didn’t mind being cheated or pressing her plump and charming body on his back.
The wicked man immediately issued a enjoy hum.
That’s great
"I am sorry for you."
Of course, Zhao Cuo won’t ignore Mrs. Gambling Arrogance.
"Maybe there is something wrong with my understanding of the letter from Buddhist adults. She should not come here today but these days."
He is also in his heart. Nai Xiaobie said that he would show up at the right time, but he seems to have gone back on his word.
He hasn’t seen Chu Biezhi either these days.
It’s really too difficult
"Flame son don’t you this big bad guy buy gas"
She hummed a graceful and romantic coquettish son, and her face raised a little smile, learning to be happy and generally pressing his back.
"You’re not back acid? Are you satisfied that I serve you with Anle? "
She also deliberately increased the strength.
"Well …"
General Zhao carefully experienced the touch of the body.
Yaner put pressure on him, and the area was larger than that of the little witch.
It’s really worthy of being a woman at the most touching age, even if she is fertile and smells good.
"You so also not so good as my back? Massage still needs some strength. "
Zhao thief solemnly suggested
"That’s a lot to ask."
Flame son didn’t feel wrong.
She did as the thief said, with her bare white and delicate lotus feet.
Anle also followed suit, petite and jade-sufficient, hiding snow-white clothes and pressing his back carefully.
"Yes, that’s it. Please take care of my shoulder …"
Zhao wrong words suddenly interrupted.
He felt something warm and tender pressing on the back of his head suddenly.
The touch was familiar to him, and he barely looked up and saw it. First, it was as white as ice cream.
"Buddhist adult you come ~"
"Are you happy?"
"Well …"
Chapter three hundred and ninety-seven Female Buddhist feet have a taste