48 little witches who make people speechless

Gao Leng only felt that his anger was soaring upward, and he couldn't wait to correct this witch on the spot immediately.

"Do you want to rectify me on the spot? What should she do? Otherwise, I'll knock her out first. The little witch felt the cold anger, and her lazy voice came through the teasing.

"You move her and try it!" Gao Leng's face sank, and his hands subconsciously protected Mu Xiaoleng.

Xiao Leng naturally couldn't hear their conversation that only existed in consciousness, but when Gao Leng was a little more pampered, he closed his eyes and lay meekly motionless by him.

"Yo, this is protected, your human love is really brain-dead, I really don't understand, what does it matter to you whether the other person is dead or alive? The little witch seemed to be very disdainful of the cold calf guard, "Don't bother, as long as you don't cross the line and save enough for me to eat, you can do whatever you want." ”

The voice disappeared silently, as it came silently.

Gao Leng breathed a sigh of relief, if this little witch really attacked Xiao Leng, he would definitely not be able to stop it, and the disparity between her strength was too great, and he was unable to compete at present.

However, we cannot be powerless forever.

Gao Leng looked at Mu Xiaoleng, who was shy and obedient beside him, and gritted his teeth, he couldn't want the woman he liked, and he had to look at other people's faces.

This little witch will be taken down by herself sooner or later, Gao Leng clenched her fists fiercely, her eyes were extremely cold, sooner or later!

There was a hint of awe and confidence on his face, but for some reason, he couldn't help but throb a little when he thought of the little witch galloping on his body.

Both of them can read each other's thoughts, and the cooperation of the body is very tacit, plus this little witch is called a woman who can let go, I have never seen a woman who can be so open for the first time when she tastes people, the kind of letting go, extremely natural, without the slightest pretentiousness, just pure enjoyment.

It's a feeling that you rarely encounter.

I guess it's almost impossible to meet it.

Thinking of that scene, Gao Leng didn't seem to hate the little witch again, but when he saw such a beautiful Mu Xiaoliang couldn't eat it, he couldn't get angry.

The so-called entanglement is the scene at this time.

Xiao Leng saw that Gao Leng's face seemed to be a little strange, thinking that he had done something wrong, so he hurriedly got out of the quilt and lay obediently in his arms, motionless.

Gao Leng hugged her and didn't speak, just put her hand under her lower abdomen and said softly: "If you're curious, just let it go and sleep." ”

Mu Xiaoleng obediently closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.

When she fell asleep, Gao Leng got up and sat down in front of the notebook, there will be a bombshell tomorrow, and she has to rush the manuscript. The little witch wants 500,000, and there is still a gap of 300,000, this thing must not be sloppy, the road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time.

Where does the money come from not working?

Gao Leng imported the video into the computer, and then watched it carefully, and after a while, he saw that the fat man had an email, and he had already cut out the dialogue of the video.

At least, I have to write three big reports, Gao Leng looked at the time, and it is estimated that he will have to work until five o'clock to sleep, and the earliest plane at six o'clock can only lie down for a while at most this night.

The profession of a reporter looks glamorous and uncrowned, but it is actually very tiring, and lack of sleep is a common thing. Generally, the latest news is published in the morning, and interviews are required during the day, so most of the time I write in the evening.

Tiredness is certain, mental work plus physical brains, peers often laugh at themselves, reporters are migrant workers carrying cameras and cameras.

What's more, Gao Leng is a reporter of the entertainment investigation team, a paparazzi, and has a bad reputation.

In the middle of the night, Gao Leng was a little tired after finally finishing writing, climbed into bed, and just lay down, Mu Xiaoleng turned around and leaned over, his mouth pouted a few times, as if he was eating something in a dream, Gao Leng took her into his arms, couldn't help but reach into his clothes and gently pinched two handfuls.

Possession is addictive, he thought, and in the end he simply kept his hand there and never left, and fell asleep like that.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the curtains, Gao Leng looks at Mu Xiaoleng in his arms, his skin is so delicate that it seems to be transparent, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, a little baby fat, and his long eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow. Her body curled up in his arms was sweet and sweet, and the familiar smell was Mu Xiaoleng's taste, which made people peaceful. Although Gao Leng didn't sleep until more than four o'clock, I don't know why, it seems that he has slept for a century and is very comfortable.

Gao Leng gave her a sense of security, but she gave her a sense of belonging.

His life seems to have much more than making money and getting ahead. For example, beauty, happiness, and new goals.

In this way, no matter how hard it is, it is not hard, but it becomes happiness, a kind of happiness that strives for the happiness of others.

This is what Gao Leng lacks most at this moment, he has relatives in this world. Gao Leng couldn't help but lowered his head and gently sucked her small mouth, lightly, for fear of disturbing her dreams. She subconsciously pouted to meet it, then twisted her waist and fell asleep again. If it was out of the desire to make others jealous of him and satisfy his vanity, the impulsive desire to want her yesterday was due to the man's primitive impulse and possessiveness. At that moment, Gao Leng's heart was so soft that he just wanted to hold her all the time, forever together, without other distracting thoughts.

Just purely want to be together. He looked at Xiao Leng, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "Hmm" Mu Xiaoleng slowly opened his eyes, let out a thin and weak sound, and his eyes narrowed slightly. I used to think that Mu Xiaoleng's eyes were very good-looking, but when I looked at it closely, I found that her eyes were like a baby's, her eyes were so dark, and there was no distraction. Seeing Gao Leng looking at her, Xiao Leng was so ashamed that he closed his eyes and buried his head in the crook of his arm, picked up his little butt and drilled him hard. The soft body was close to his body, the thin cotton skirt felt wonderful, and the long legs hooked the cold legs smoothly, soft and feminine. Love welled up in Gao Leng's heart, and he turned over and pressed her under him. He lowered his head, covered her lips, and sucked his tongue to taste.

Xiao Leng catered clumsily, out of order.

Gao Leng suddenly remembered that she had stared at her curiously several times, thought of something, stopped, and pinched her little nose: "Didn't you say yesterday that you were willing to give yourself to me, just say big things, do you know what it means to give yourself to me?" Mu Xiaoleng tilted his head and flickered his eyes: "Hug and sleep together." However, suspicion flashed in her eyes, and she frowned slightly: "But hugging each other, how can they give birth to little monkeys?"

Gao Leng couldn't help laughing, leaned over her ear, and told her this physiological knowledge in a provocative voice: "Go in, and" After saying so and so carefully, Mu Xiaoleng's face became more and more red, his body softened, he bit his lip tightly, and his little hand was on Gao Leng's chest at a loss. "Are you afraid?"

Mu Xiaoleng nodded.

"Do you want to give yourself to me?" Her answer was categorical, without hesitation, "I was yours." ”

Gao Leng was moved for a while, leaned down and kissed her, and was in a difficult time......

"I said, I won't be allowed if I don't have enough to feed," the little witch's voice came at the right time. "Shut up!" The little witch's voice was full of anger, and before she finished speaking, she was rudely interrupted by Gao Leng's thoughts.

After a pause for a few seconds, the little witch seemed to be frightened. "Then feed me first. The little witch's voice softened, as if she was full of grievances, and a muttering voice came: "Feed me first, and then feed her, okay?"