I have special cold group skills

That night, Mr. Chatter had a dream.

In the dream, he became like the one in the painting Ah Cheng sent him, with cute cat ears and a fluffy tail. The only difference is that he has much less clothes than in the painting. It barely covered his lower body.

He was lying on the bed, his tail wagging behind him.Then a man whose face couldn't be seen appeared, turned his body over without saying a word, and then kissed him... stroked his ear... tail...

The man's kiss became more and more fierce, while he unpreparedly stretched out his body to cater to the other party, with sticky groans coming out of his mouth from time to time.

The bodies of the two are intertwined, as if inseparable, and the spring in the room is boundless.

After an unknown amount of time, the man whispered: "Good boy..." and his lower body movements became more and more violent.

"what!"

Mr. Hua Nao woke up after yelling, and after a moment of daze, he felt something strange in himself.

Mr. Chatter quickly realized what happened. He lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and rushed to the bathroom in one go.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

There was an earth-shattering wail in the bathroom.

Mr. Hua Nao hugged his head and squatted on the ground, looking at the newly added pair of pajama pants and underwear in the basin, his face full of lovelessness.

Mr. Chatter recalled that indescribable dream, and felt even more ashamed.

That "good boy" is clearly Ah Cheng's voice!

Not only listening to his voice hard, but also secretly lusting in the dream | obscene each other!

Hua Laoxian lived for so long before he realized that he was a pervert!

The more I think about it, the more I feel that my wife is too perverted, so Mr. Chatter ran out of the bathroom and took his mobile phone to log on to QQ and changed the QQ signature that I haven’t changed in a long time to: Not only chatter, but also pervert, I can’t save [ Bye bye]

Mr. Hua Nao threw the phone back on the bed after changing the signature, and continued to "face the wall and think about mistakes".

calm down...

calm down...

calm down...

I can't calm down at all! ! !

Could it be that abstinence really caused the trouble? ? ?

Mr. Chatter doubts life.

The author has something to say:

Mouwu: No, no, no, you think about it every day and dream at night.

Mr. Chatter: Get out!I didn't think about that at all, okay? !

A certain [innocent face]: What?I mean you dreamed about Ah Cheng's painting, where did you think of it?

Mr. Chatter: ...

Cheng Luo [calmly]: He thought of what to do with me.

Mr. Chatter: ...

Someone: YOYOYOYO~!Wave up!

Mr. Chatter: ...

This world can't stay [manual goodbye]