[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

The appetizers seem to be enough, let's get to the main event.

Jane followed Peter's arm and moved her finger to his collarbone, and made a tentative downward motion to touch it, which really got him to exclaim.So holding back her smile, she moved her hand back to his collarbone, and she asked in a provocative whisper, "Scared?" Why is he so cute? !Do you grow up eating cute?Very good, very good, she is the first person who dared to insult Spider-Man and succeeded, verification completed.

"I don't know how to answer at all, be afraid." Peter didn't touch her collarbone because she was afraid that she would overplay and set him on fire.

The more bullied he is, the weirder she becomes.Jane withdrew her hand and rolled up his T-shirt to expose his abdomen. As a result, the people under him became more tense, every muscle became stiff, and the two knees on his waist did not receive the signal. Consciously clamped his waist.

"Let's count how many abs Spider-Man has... one, two..." Just think she is playing with fire, no matter how Peter burns it up, she won't be burned, she wants to touch it openly Touch him, not in your dreams or imagination.

She is simply the little devil sent by Satan to torture him, her soft fingertips made his tense muscles as hard as iron, and she deliberately slowed down her movements, as if she wanted to feel him with evil intentions The bewilderment and clumsiness of patience.

"Three, four..." She did deliberately prolong the "execution" time, and Peter's reaction did make Jane feel funny and happy, "Hey, you are really, uh, don't button up my bed sheet It’s broken.” Her worries about the bed sheets were indeed not without purpose, Peter’s sensitive hearing could almost hear the sound of the fabric fibers crumbling under the rubbing of his fingers—as if pulling the nerve of his reason Same.

Jenny really couldn't find any adjectives, so she had to express it with practical actions - pulling his hands off the sheets, putting them on her knees, and then up her thighs to the hem of her pajamas.

"Uh, uh." Peter opened his mouth wide open like a fish caught out of the water. After realizing that his expression was stupid, even though he knew she couldn't see him, he immediately changed his expression, "Really, I really don't want it..." The smooth skin he touched was simply hot to the touch, and the heat had been entangled with him, climbing along every inch of exposed skin and entangled into his body—how else could he explain his hoarse voice as if it had been burned.

"Get in." Jenny gave him the initiative, and returned her hand to him. Only God knows how much she wants to kiss him now.

After the little white rabbit evolved into a fox, it is now the sea monster that captures the sailor in the fairy tale. The trembling voice is obviously so unstable but has the undoubted allure like a siren. The air is thick as if it is about to drip The atmosphere of the water coming out did nothing to relieve Peter's thirst, but made his throat tighten even more.The darkness blocked each other's sight, only occasional bits of light flickered in her eyes... Her smell and her body temperature turned into lingering notes flowing in the air, and he was the one who knew that there would be no redemption, but he still wanted to be captured without hesitation. The Fool Sailor...

The trembling hands clenched and loosened, and finally lifted the hem and slid into the pajamas along the girl's slender waistline.

Compared with the scorching heat imagined by the senses, his hands were really hot, and Jane subconsciously tightened her waist.The hand pressing on Peter's abdomen also slid upwards: "I'm not joking this time." Following the awakening of the perception below the waist, it is now the chest nerve sensitivity max...

How hot can he get?Peter felt that his eyeballs were about to melt, and he heard himself humming from his nasal cavity with a "milk voice" that she described as containing cotton candy: "Well... you, please spare me. "Milk dog!He is really a milk dog, he raised his hands and feet and surrendered after being caressed for a little bit, and his unpromising energy, which is eager to be flattened and molested, is worse than that of a milk dog!

The theory of complementarity, also known as the "principle of bullying the weak and fearing the strong" - when your object becomes weaker and weaker, you will involuntarily become the more "aggressive" one...

"You think about it carefully before answering me?" The fingertips slid all the way to his chest and poked and pressed. Jane felt that she was about to be covered by the queen. "Did I do something bad?" A model of knowingly asking.

Yeah, it's broken.The little angel Peter, who was slapped flying, struggled, staggered back and shouted in his ear, "Calm down!", and the little devil Peter kicked over 360 degrees with a roundabout kick, "It won't lose a piece of meat if you touch it! Less?! Will it?!" No, right...

"No..." May I ask, who else can force Spider-Man to be helpless like her and give up struggling again and again?

I don't know whether his "no" is telling her to stop or answering her question. For the time being, Janey regards this as the latter situation: "That's good, will you look for the same part?" She twisted With a fistful of Spider-Man's chest, the suggestion is so straightforward that it almost becomes explicit.

"Oh, I won't." Her waist is so thin... so thin that he can almost hold it with two hands, this level alone has already caused the little angel Peter to die in the line of duty, and it will have to continue.Peter clasped her waist and refused to move any more, "It's really enough..." He really couldn't bear to be teased, the mind and the body had two reactions—the mind was saying enough, enough, stop However, the body is silently preparing to counterattack at any time... No, I can't continue...

"That's it." Jenny pulled his hand from her waist, "let go."

"I don't..." Peter hummed, he knew exactly what she was going to do.

"There are really not many opportunities for this." Jenny Xiaozhi reasoned with emotion, and finally threatened, "Then I will touch other places that I don't have!"

"Grass picker!" Peter let go of his hand in "grief and indignation" and was at her mercy.

"Forget it." Jane let go, but was held back by him again. If she had turned on the light, she would probably have seen Peter's expression of struggle mixed with expectation, "Hmph, prudence."

He couldn't refute this - couldn't Janey save him some face?What is "pull down"? !He has been reserved until now!Peter frowned and complained about her bad intentions in his heart, so couldn't he cooperate with him to complete the "I was forced!" scene?In the future, when it is revealed that he was beaten up by Mr. Stark, he will be able to come up with some reasons...

Peter's internal monologue is interrupted by Janie's next gesture - literally, without clothes...touching...

It's so soft... His hand seemed to be unconscious, and he didn't dare to move it, let alone express his evaluation.The palm can feel the shape of the two clusters, if there seems to be nothing soft and tender, it is pecking at the palm...

Damn, he really didn't dare to move... If he messed up, he would definitely be regarded as a pervert, wouldn't he? !She was breathing, and the expansion of the chest cavity and the rapid heartbeat were transmitted directly. Peter felt as if he had encountered some cute little animal, and he did not dare to take a breath, for fear of disturbing her.

"But, it can be pinched..." Jane had already let go of his hand and covered her face instead, "Although it's very small..." The thinner voice fit Peter's imagination of "little animals" very well.

The two overlapping long legs rubbed against each other, and the weight on the abdomen seemed to be overwhelming. Anyway, Peter felt that he was sealed on the bed sheet and could not move at all, and then two streams of heat gushed out of his nasal cavity: "I seem to... . . . " Peter said in a stuffy voice.

"Like what?" The girl's voice was as thin as a mosquito's gnat, and her limp body seemed to be melting into his palm—her royal sister power was officially exhausted, and she entered the state of complete soft girl.God knows why she is so obsessed with ghosts and takes the initiative to kiss and touch him and even send him to the door to seduce him... She likes him so much that she doesn't want any face...

"It's nothing, just a nosebleed."

"Ah?!" Jenny rolled down from him and turned on the light—two bright red bloodstains flowed from under Peter's nose, down his cheeks, and down the back of his neck.Taking out a wipe from the wipe box on the bedside table and wiping his nose, Jenny pressed her temples, "Peter, you..."

Peter, who was still relishing the soft touch, said, "Huh? Hmm..." It seemed like he couldn't listen to anything at all.

Jane had no choice but to take care of the hemostasis process, dragged him into the bathroom, and slapped the back of his head with cold water: "The forehead is cooling down or the back of the head? Forget it, let's cool it down..." Then she slapped the forehead again... In a hurry, she flushed and stuffed tissues and finally Stopped his nosebleed.

"He's back to his senses!" Taking him back to the room, Jane patted him on the back.

"Hmm..." Peter sat on the edge of the bed and leaned on the pillow.

Without the cover of the darkness, her rosy face and soft aura can be seen at a glance. Facing the wandering Peter, Jane reached out to turn off the light—it was time to sleep, and all the secrets were left to the night.

Her hand was held and the lights were left on.Peter, who came back to his senses, pulled her into his arms while sitting on the edge of the bed: "It's over?" He withdrew his judgment about the fox and the siren. In essence, Jenny Lovech is still a bullying little girl. Cowardly, I know I'm shy when the light is turned on...

"Yes, it's over." She was locked firmly in Peter's arms, shrinking her shoulders.

Small animals, really small animals, they like to bluff because they are "small", and now it's his home field?

"Early to bed and early to rise is good..." Jane was still trying to reverse the disadvantage, "Peter, it's time to let go."

"What if I don't?" His reaction was late--there's no reason to let her take advantage of it and not allow him to charge some interest... Peter blocked her mouth with the exact words, "I won't do anything bad, it's my turn Until you surrender to me, okay?"

Facts have proved that - his milk dog wolf dog mode can be switched freely, Jane is facing the sky, her two wrists are overlapped and pressed to the top of her head, and the person who is pressing her leans over and looks at her with very penetrating eyes: "Forcing play? Like it ?” After she said the word “good” in a soft voice, she was thrown down immediately.

Can you say "like" without any morals?

"Don't talk? Then I'll take it as if you like it." Peter's burning breath came closer and closer, and finally faded away. He let go of Jane and turned over to sit up. "Just kidding, no matter how much I get teased, I will hold back Yes!" After further intimate contact, his endurance was out of the way, and Peter touched his feverish nose.

The young man was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a familiar shy smile on his delicate face, and firm and charming eyes.

……

"Peter, wait for me." Janey clenched his hand and pressed it to her face, blushing, "I have actually chosen you—but all the restrictions...neither of us are liars, Mr. Stark and his opinions are very important to you and me. I don’t want him to be unhappy with you because of me. You also know that if you break through the restrictions in advance and get along with each other, you will feel uncomfortable..., As soon as I arrive, I will throw you down non-stop!"

"I know." The wolf dog mode was released, and "milk dog" Peter leaned over to rub her affectionately: "I know you will do what you say, and you are right... I still prefer legal sweet fruits to forbidden fruits .” She really knew him very thoroughly.

"You're not the only one who's enduring it, I'm too..." Peter's final impression of "Teardown Game" is that the girl with her head bowed her thin white fingers on his arm, and even part of her neck was exposed Pinky.

Then it was a safe and sweet night for him and Xiangxiang to "bug pillow".