Mr. Gong

Seeing Mr. Gong crying like a little sleepy beast in his arms, the officer bowed his head and kissed his head while coaxing him, "My little ancestor, stop crying."

Unfortunately, no matter how the other party coaxed him, Mr. Gong's tears never stopped.

He buried his face on the officer's chest and arched it back and forth, covering the man's face with tears. In the end, those tears directly soaked the clothes on the other's chest.

Feeling the explosive and sexy figure of the other party under the drenched clothes, the firm muscle texture, the perfection mixed with the fragrance of agarwood □□......

Mr. Gong blushed at the base of his ears. He turned his face to the side, trying to use the tactile area of ​​half of his cheek to deeply feel the other person's nosebleed good figure again.

Unexpectedly, a small round grain was brushed against his lips...Mr. Gong smelled the extremely strong agarwood fragrance pheromone from this place, and he was very fascinated and took a deep breath towards this point .

"tear!!!!"

"Little ancestor, lighten up, lighten up..."

The military officer looked at the man in his arms and kept smacking his lips with satisfaction, like a little wild cat stealing something delicious.

The author has something to say:

.Officer first/;'', student: □□It hurts=,=Baby, why do you like to bite people so much????

Mr. Gong: Hee >~< I will bite you!!!!