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Hu Xiaomeng was gagged by Zhao Tianfeng, and the latter said with shame, "You little girl shamelessly, I want more! Shut me up!"
What a super big bed, it is just like she and Li Yun, Hu Xiaomeng and others, will be fooling around late at night.
In fact, Zhao Tianfeng had already heard of the super luxurious and huge bed that Gong Qingyu built in that mansion building, and he was also aware of their mischief with Li Yun at night.
But now let her join in and sleep in a room with a group of other girls at night, Zhao Tianfeng can't do it yet.
Hu Xiaomeng is okay, but the others are not.
At least not yet!
"What's the matter!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHu Xiaomeng bulged her mouth. She wanted to experience it a long time ago. In the evening, she played with sister Qingyu and the others on pillows and rolled around on the super big bed. It must be very interesting.
Of course, it must be the kind that doesn't even use pajamas and nightdresses. Isn't it interesting to liberate your nature?
"Shut up."
This sentence seemed to touch something again, Zhao Tianfeng's face blushed, and Hu Xiaomeng said, Jiao Chi.
Li Yun nodded understandably, put his arm around Zhao Tianfeng, and went up in a kiss.
"Why come again, uh."
At first, Zhao Tianfeng thought it was Li Yun who just wanted to get in touch with her, because he closed his eyes and responded softly.
But suddenly, her eyes widened, and her body couldn't help struggling. She wanted to push Li Yun away, but she didn't have the strength.
"Hey? Sister Fengfeng, Brother Yun!?"
Hu Xiaomeng tilted his head and looked at the two people who were kissing each other. He didn't understand why Sister Tianfeng seemed to be nervous all of a sudden, her body tight.
But suddenly, she looked down at Brother Li Yun's hand and suddenly understood.
"Hehe, Sister Fengfeng was messed up by Brother Yun again~"
Hu Xiaomeng happily rushed over, and said coquettishly, "I will do this too."
Last time at the hot spring hotel, on the last day, Sister Fengfeng finally couldn't bear her inner thoughts and went a step further with Brother Yun, but when Hu Xiaomeng wanted to do the same, Brother Yun refused her. broken.
In the past two or three months, Hu Xiaomeng, who was murdered, often recalled that time, but couldn't really understand the feelings of Fengfeng sister at that time, so he complained to Zhao Tianfeng for a little bit, saying that the two had partnered to lie to her.
Of course, every time Zhao Tianfeng complained, she would open her eyes and let her not mention what happened at the time!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEspecially on the last night, she gritted her teeth with pain, but Hu Xiaomeng clapped her hands to cheer on the side, laughing, every time she recalled it, Zhao Tianfeng wanted to squeeze her face and knock her head fiercely.
Including now too.
"Ah, Sister Fengfeng!"
Hu Xiaomeng opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the changes in Zhao Tianfeng's expression: "Not yet, then Brother Yun, you have to cheer, and try to send Sister Fengfeng to... ah!"
Hu Xiaomeng screamed, she finally felt the same feeling as Zhao Tianfeng, her small face flushed suddenly, as if she was drunk, but her body was tense, very nervous and uneasy.
Li Yun smiled slightly, holding one hand with one arm around the two girls beside him, quietly admiring the garden and the starry sky.
The so-called years are beautiful, and the world is leisurely, but that's all you can say, right?
There was a great poet in Huang Xuan country in ancient times, known as Mr. Jing Jie, who described this kind of life.
Under the east fence of picking flowers, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
At this moment, Li Yun was doing exactly the same thing as a great poet.
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