Chapter 505: The Dog's Mouth, the Tricking Ghost
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The moonlight poured on the windowsill, and the marble surface reflected a fine sheen, reflecting a faint moon-white shadow.
Long black hair scattered on the snow-white sheets, zigzag and sinuous arcs,
The slender boy reached out and gently brushed her long hair, soft as fine satin,
She raised her eyes slightly and saw his slightly wet forehead, with a strand of hair sticking to the corners of his eyes, his facial features were exquisite and beautiful, and his eyebrows and eyes were gorgeous.
The sparkling eyes are still dyed with unfading lust,
"Why do you still want to ......?"
Halfway through speaking, she bit her delicate lip lightly,
The voice is like soaked in sugar, and it is incredibly soft.
The beautiful eyebrows and eyes are dyed with dark clouds, and the slender hand is gently wrapped around the soft and slender waist,
In a low voice, "One last time." ”
"A dog's mouth, a deceitful ghost."
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A delicate girl, her eyes are wet,
The eyes and cheeks were all intoxicating crimson, like a cat nesting in his arms.
There was a contented smile on the corner of the young man's mouth,
Lowered his long eyelashes, his eyes were full of love and pity,
Hold her tightly in your arms.
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The morning light broke through the earth, and the sky was stained with an intoxicating red glow.
When she woke up, the stickiness of her body had disappeared, and her senses were only sore.
What the hell,
It turns out that what the domineering president said was that being run over by a car is true.
It's just too vivid.
When I opened my misty eyes, the first thing I saw was a white chest and a delicate collarbone.
And...... A small pink tooth mark on the collarbone.
Cough......
Qiao Weitang lowered her eyes slowly, and Yao's voice inexplicably appeared in her mind.
It's not me, it's really not me.
"Awake?"
A slightly hoarse male voice sounded overhead, and his chest shook slightly as he spoke.
Qiao Weitang immediately shrunk his neck and buried himself in the snow-white quilt, revealing only his long black hair on the pillow.
He said sullenly, "I didn't wake up." ”
He moved slightly, pulled the quilt down, and scooped the person up.
His chin rested on his white forehead, "Then sleep a little longer." ”
There was a slight hoarseness in his voice, as well as a deep sleepiness.
Qiao Weitang opened his eyes and looked at his white chin, Jiang Tong was actually quite sleepy, he usually got up late, but he found out as soon as she woke up.
Yesterday I remember to take her to the shower before going to sleep.
She was a little moved,
But!
Qiao Weitang reached out and held his chin to shake him awake,
"No, the dog can't sleep, we have to run."
He mumbled in a daze, and his slender white hand pressed against her back, and the shape of the butterfly bone was obvious to the touch under the palm of his hand.
Too skinny,
The slender arm, as if it was broken with a slight break,
He paused slightly, and pressed her back to hold her in his arms.
Qiao Weitang: ?
"Are you listening to me, what if Aunt Lan comes, aren't we just caught raped in ......" bed."
Before she could finish speaking, she was pressed into his arms.
The soft lips are against the neck, and you can't hide from it.
He didn't bother to open his eyes and said, "It's still early." ”
Qiao Weitang touched the mobile phone on the bedside and glanced at the time, "It's half past eight." ”
The sleepy boy finally opened his eyes,
"Aunt Lan only came at six o'clock in the afternoon."
There was a deep dye in his eyes, "So, we can get up again at five o'clock in the afternoon." ”
Then I'm afraid she won't be able to get up.
The girl's earlobe was shining, buried in his neck and bit hard,
"Don't you think about it!"